#sanesspsuede

least sombody around heres got some taste but i got my eye on that canvas so watch out 38)

ii actually don't even wear the chaiin cuff often, but ii do liike iit.

the feast on the cold season solstice

When did you follow? Some time ago? How long have you been here to see the show? Beloathed of our priest we greet you with glad heart a delight to behold and stead fast as you art

puts up with ringleaders bullshit most days an that deserves a whole ass complement 

D »—> Somehow I’d the impression I offended her, but I am thankful for the gestures

It doesn’t look like much of anything, actually. Well, no, that’s not quite true. More specifically, it doesn’t look like what Red was hoping to see, and that’s the key difference. Even that much isn’t his top priority, because there’s a loud grinding noise immediately following his comprehension of his surroundings, and his sylladex ejects, dumping things ranging from food, to entire robots, to parts and pieces and everything in between on the ground around him. And for the moment, he just sits in stunned silence. His awareness tells him there’s very little around, he’s definitely not close to the right place, so he just has to sit and be stunned about how the universe decided to fuck his day in particular. That’s okay. It’s okay. Just pick everything up, and leave. Or well, he would, if his bracer wasn’t pinging his thinkpan with a constant signal, because it can’t tell where it is in space or reach out, and that’s when the panic starts to set in. It doesn’t do that. Saness gave him that bracer. It should work always. First things first, he picks up his charge rifle, and slings it over his shoulder. He can detect tech, not organics, and if something wants to eat him he doesn’t want his gun ten feet away. Next? A nice rousing game of fifty-two pickup with the contents of his inventory.