@aeternaregnare ❛ Oh yeah—, exactly. ❜
A small nod would be given, a soft laugh escaped the males lips as he leaned back.
❛ . . . Remember, I didn’t always have this Buck Charm. ❜
@Cxntndr — I’m not sure how a lightbulb can help. ❜
The male mused, brows furrowing together behind his visor he was sizing up the potential and possibilities of this all.
@Cxntndr ❛ Mendicant Bias? I’m Spartan Edward Buck, UNSC. ❜
A quiet sentence escaped, his grip maintaining itself on his rifle as he kept his distance from the monitor.
❛ You’re Forerunner right? Hell, you’ll be a big help against the Created Uprising. . . Though —
@aeternaregnare ❛ No, she just couldn’t handle sugar. ❜
A gentle hand nudged her shoulder, head shaking ever so slightly. There was still a visible grin on his features, it seemed he enjoyed toying with her.
❛ Used to get pissed when I got her chocolate. ❜
@aeternaregnare ❛ No biggie, I take it you’re not. . . Big into sugar? ❜
He’d question, eyes squinting. If so, that meant he was taking ice cream off the table for a future day.
❛ Met a girl like you about. . . Ten years ago. ❜
@aeternaregnare ❛ Akemi, you don’t have to finish it if you don’t like it. ❜
He’d utter, lips curling into a small smile. A gentle hand patting her shoulder ever so gently, the other hand motioning toward the television.
❛ C’mon, Scoob and the gang are waiting. ❜
@aeternaregnare A brow arched upwards.
He had. . . The biggest sweet tooth.
However, as he finished his, he’d keep his eyes locked on her. Watching quietly for her reaction. . . It was something he was interested in.
@aeternaregnare Swallowing his bite, he’d speak once again.
❛ A dough nut, or donut. ❜
He spoke oh so casually, lips curling into a pleased smile. She had sour gummy worms? Damn, he would have loved to have watched that.
❛ It’s a pastry. Sweet as cake. ❜
@aeternaregnare — all the ONI flack is. ❜
Reaching for another donut, he’d sink his teeth into it. These civilian things were so crucial to him and his upbringing.
@aeternaregnare ❛ Yeah, Dare pulled her usual spook job. ❜
He’d grin before offering the small pastry ring to the other, hand sort of. . . Waving it toward her.
❛ Sort of. . . Got the band back together. Outside of that? Can’t tell you too much. . . Sorry, kiddo. You know how —
@aeternaregnare The Ex-Helljumper was sprawled across the sofa, legs soon propping up on the coffee table in front of him.
❛ Long time no see, kid. ❜
And now? He’s patting the seat beside himself.