#platycodons

greetings. you may address me as eridan.

“Qué?” Did this motherfucker just ask Antonio to step on them---? What? “I’m sorry, but did you just say to ‘step on me’? What the fuck?” The usually shy man is completely at a loss for what to say or how to react. “I---I am not a violent man. Unless you’ve done something to greatly displease my boss, I’ve no reason to harm you.”

he was, perhaps, a little lost. he’d meant to head past an ice rink -- rumoured skaters practising. and yet he’d found. science ? maybe ? if he was going to travel around so much he should probably learn how to read google maps properly -- but, really, it’s not like geography was compulsory for more than a year way back in highschool. so he sort of, wandered around because, admittedly, the place seemed pretty cool. there were some pretty interesting people around too -- all of which were, no doubt, smarter than he was. did he just stumble into a nerd convention or something ? “ -- ah, hey, matey. do you think you could gimme a hand or something ? ”

“Unlike Antosha, I would happily step on you. And crush you.”

honestly, he’s not sure if it’s better or worse that there’s someone actually here. “uh- h....hello....?” @platycodons