forsage: ( 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭. ) (004. • does he know the way-)
roderic arcdon. — ❝ living definition of fml. ❞ ([personal profile] forsage) wrote in [community profile] fishesoutofwater 2016-02-25 07:05 am (UTC)

it's no problem!

[ oh jesus. stalker eggs? he would be alright if it had been just a stalker but eggs are a whole new ballgame for him. he had run into the critters in the past and they were pretty nasty as it is by themselves. stealing their brood might not make him welcomed.

he rubs the back of his neck and huffs, knowing he already committed to this. he's just wondering if he has any final requests to ask sensei to do for him before he jumps right on in.




nope. can't think of any. ]


Okay. I'll give you signal if I'm near a nest.

[ and he just heads off after he makes a brief check of his suit and his supplies, just a nod and a wave and he's away. no need to waste anymore time if there are eggs he needs to be a catching. the faster he does it, the more likely his limbs are gonna stay intact. that'll be nice.

at least it doesn't take him long to find what he needs, surprised and suspicious to run into a nest so soon. ]


/ Found a nest. / [ he doesn't approach it right away upon spotting. he opts to instead pull back to hide behind some coral, using the telepathy to ping the other. he might sound a bit different compared to his speaking voice, less deep and hoarse as his mind's inside voice remains unaffected by cigarette smoking. ] / Parents aren't here and I don't know how much time I have. How many should I grab? There's 'bout a baker's dozen from my count. /

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