themightybosstone | Limelight IC Inbox

I ain't revealing my sources. Just heard and thought I'd give you a chance to defend yourself.

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dude u just letting some1 talk shit like that

I gotta be objective and find out for myself.

You free for a coffee?

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always

get ready 2 have yer tits blown clean off on the petting arena

You better bring your A game then.

Meet me at Thundersnap then, don't wanna get cats tangled up in my tail.

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[ TAIL!!!!???

It's a little gasp. And then he's grabbing his coat and shoes IMMEDIATELY AND HEADING OVER KTHX]

[ Graey's most identifying feature in a crowd is probably his hat, which is notably missing today. In its place is a set of flicking horse ears and a tail though. ]

[ He's holding a coffee pot don't jump him yet. ]

Hah, there ya are big guy.

[ EARS PERKING FORWARD. ]

[ The coffee IS a precious resource. He IS full of energy, practically bounding as he is examining these changes. IS THE TAIL TWO TONED TOO? ]

DUDE. Aint gonna lie, this is a glow up.

[ The tail must be two-toned too, it's important. ]

Hah, an' ya always told me I was perfect the way I am.

Never realized perfect could get better. Vastayan's a good fuckin' look on you.

[He's absolutely reaching for that tail.]

Vasta-what?

[ His tail flicks up, but Brocade is not someone who he immediately tries to hit in the face with it. Yet. ]

[ Yet. There's an invisible countdown, really. ]

A beast person. Y'know, like me?

[ There is, be kind to the tail. ]

... Ya know, I never really thought 'bout there bein' a word fer it.

Better than the usual names people make up.

[He'll be exactly as kind as Graey has been to his.]

[ Oh so he definitely earns the smack to his face with a tail. ]

Hey-!

HEY! [ Like he didn't just pull it- ]

Ya get what ya deserve.

[ SMACKS AGAIN. ]

HEY!

[GRABS IT.]

Watch it-!

[ JUST STRAIGHT UP BACK KICKS AT HIM. ]

[HE WAS NOT EXPECTING TO BE PONY KICKED BUT THERE HE IS. ON THE FLOOR NOW.]

Duuuuuuuuuude.

Shit-!

[ HE DID NOT ACTUALLY MEAN TO DO THAT, coming over to check on him. ]

I fuckin' warned ya.

[WHEEZES]

Dude. You got a punch in that.

... In fact, I'm dead sure you aint never punched that hard.

[ Going to just straight up pull Brocade's shirt up so he can put his hand over the spot he kicked and get on healing that. ]

Didn't have no control over it. Jus' happened when ya pulled the tail.

DUDE, that-

Actually makes sense. So uh, horse?

[ The bruise lightens under Graey's touch. Brocade casually just gets rid of the shirt anyway for now. He reaches up and that large thumb fits nicely into the velvet of the ear, stroking up with his fingers along the back. ] Softer that I expected too.

[ Why is the shirt off- okay he's not complaining and he's kind of stuck her healing so he's left just going pink and making a half-whine kind of sound when Brocade starts petting his ear. ]

Yyyyeah, didn't expect none o' it, but it ain't bad.

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