โ animal. yeah. let's say animal! it's a femur.
i know that much. โ
slouching down a bit more to match his height.
she's small for a MAG. but 6'7" certainly isn't
tiny.
just a matter of findin' one near resources.
gotta make sure i can get everythin' i need to survive
in one place. though, travelin' about is kinda fun.
sometimes.
it is easy enough. would be a lot better if i had
a roof over my head but i'll figure everythin' out
soon enough maybe. i dunno.
everythin's so uncertain.
( there's a vacant look in their eyes for a few
moments. is he comforting them? that was new.
they aren't too sure how to handle that. )
you turn into this and you lose the ability to
live normally. but i suppose there is no 'normal'
in nevada ... huh?
โ the skin is nice. even more so if ya roast it
over a fire. โ
nod nod! a claw picks at those razor sharp teeth.
a delighted hum.
โ hearts are great just as is. โ
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แ โ โ แ That sight of their mouth drooling and covered in blood was adorable. He enjoyed seeing things like that.
แ โ โ แ โ A good heart always hits the spot. I usually tend to eat their skin first. โ
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