#eiraasks

Hearing that set off so many alarm bells. Was she pregnant? Who was she having a baby with? Why not with him!? Looking over, he narrowed his eyes "Oh great. One more doomed person raised by television. Only worse, his mother was also raised by television. Double the fun-" Tancred muttered with a deadpanned look. Bray really didn't let him watch much tv growing up, and always made sure he understood that a lot of what went on in such things were unrealistic standards that would drive you more insane trying to achieve and replicate, than to actually just live your life without those kinds of influences.

Which is probably why he was frostbitten quite a lot when she would order him outside in the dead of winter 'it would build character' she said. It certainly revealed to him a power he had, anyway, eventually "I can't wait to see this." It wasn't his responsibility, it wasn't his baby. Why should he care. Actually- the more he was thinking about it, the more he was caring...because the baby didn't do anything wrong, it shouldn't be the target of his apathy "So you have found someone new? What media are you going to be raising this kid on? Family Matters? Amityville Horror?"

Resident Alien Season 2 (Episodes 1-2) Sentence Starters

Staring at Eira, Tancred felt the anger boiling inside of him at her comment just then. How dare she say something like that, after he had just saved her life! Pulling away from her he shoved her from him "Yeah. Well no shit!" Standing then he brushed himself off "You know. You could be a little less of an asshole about it!" It wasn't like either of them couldn't have died just then "And I've always fucking shown it, Eira. Your silly little games...your pushing me away, trying to make me feel bad you wanted to break up-"

Dropping down at the waist, he got back into her face, holding his hands to his knees "That's on you. So don't fucking gripe to me about taking my time. Because you're the one who's taking the long road in all of this! It's you. You're the one who's taking your time to show it. You're the one making this impossible. Because you want to fucking live in your pity party, and I'm not having it. So you had a bad childhood? Boo fucking hoo. Most everyone does. But I'm fucking here! Aren't I? I'm always here! And how dare you fucking say that as if I never was, or wouldn't have been!"

Send my muse 🐈 to give them kitten!

Tancred prickled up as he seen her coming toward him, with a kitten "NO! You stay back!" Backed into a corner, he frowned as she came close to him "I have enough pets Eira. I can't take in all the strays you find." Reluctantly he takes the cat however, cupping it's tiny body in his hands gently, he glanced away, thinking this was so adorable. But he really didn't know what he was going to do with more animals. The animals he already had were quite a handful, being magical and all, some at least "Are you going to even help to take care of it?"

Send my muse 🐈 to give them kitten!

Hearing someone approaching him, he turned his head toward the noise, Oskar didn't react so they must not have been a threat. He half resisted when his hands were grabbed and something furry was placed into them "Hey!" Lockley protested as this was happening "What the fuck." Sitting there, however, the furry...thing, shifted around. It alerted him not to throw the creature. Inhaling sharply he tilt his head down to try and see anything through the specks of his vision "Is-Did you just give me a kitten? I can't take this! What am I going to do with a Kitten? Love it?!" Sighing, he pets the kitten anyway, his other cat could use a companion, he thought, resigning himself to this.

Resident Alien Season 2 (Episodes 1-2) Sentence Starters

Tancred didn't want to hear that, to be honest. It was ...a lot, for him to bare "Right. Okay. That's a lot of pressure. Thank you." He muttered feeling his body go a little cold as he felt his chest tighten. His breathing picked up "Why'd it have to be me..." Glaring, he tilt his head down, not liking all the weight of this laying on his shoulders. Why couldn't it have been anyone else. That weird redheaded guy he often seen just wondering around, being absolutely happy with life or something, what was his name...Malakai. That's right. Why couldn't the fate of Earth rest on his shoulders? That guy had to be a lot better option for this than him.

🍎 ｡:*•─BEWITCHED!›

Staring ahead, Tancred took a bite out of his sandwich while listening to and watching several other students around him running around outside and causing a whole lot of the usual noise during school lunch. Turning his attention back to his lunch after a moment, he grinned at Bray's lunch. It was very robotic, everything in it's place. Nice and neat. But delicious and thoughtful. Just what he needed. It was good to have her, when he had no one else to raise him. Right at that moment she was a smaller device at his dorm room, and an assistant on the watch on his wrist.

Lifting it up he checks it as he's finishing up his lunch, stuffing the trash back into his lunchbox and standing up. Brushing himself off Tancred took another look at the others having fun before he turned and walked away to go to find the trashcan nearby. Upon coming across one he noticed a girl his age acting weirdly nearby it. Lifting the lid up from the trashcan he opened his lunchbox and dumped out the trash, glancing over at the weirdo for a moment. Whatever she was doing, he wanted no part of it. He knew all about people who were speaking gibberish near trash, she was definitely looking for trouble.

send me 🔳 for my muse to give yours a nickname in my muse’s first language.

"ᛗᚤ ᛞᛖᚨᚱ."

send me 🔳 for my muse to give yours a nickname in my muse’s first language.

Twix. Because sometimes one is good, and sometimes both together are good. Also she can't decided whether she wants to be split up or together.