[ is that infamous cherry red ears burning up his face or is it just the sky colors . . . anyway, eren makes something of a groaning sound through a smile that still sticks to him. ]
That’s the moose. [ he shrugs, making a face. ] It wandered into camp. I had it right in my scope, and . . . [ tongue click, followed by clapping over his face. lord, his distress when he was three seconds away from pulling the trigger. ] She went running for it.
Yeah— it was some assclown’s pet? [ intense gesturing!! ] Can you believe he had the nerve to say, [ and then eren mimics the voice of some preppy barbie copy, rolling his eyes: ] “Hey, is there a reason why you, like, hate animals?” For being hungry, right? [ another mimicking mutter: “newehweh i love meat and you can go, like, hunt moose?? just not this one??” ]
I’m out here swallowing mutant fish arms and we got an off limits moose grazing around camp. [ HE GRABS THE CAMERA AND TURNS AROUND TO ZOOM IN ON A yes that is a moose ] Because it’s Mooses Christ or whatever.
[ he sounds huffy and he might be ranting, but at least it’s the kind of huffiness to sort of. laugh at. ]
Oh dear. [His hand not holding the phone lifts up to cover his mouth as he laughs a little.] That does sound a bit ridiculous. I hope they're not planning to take it back on the bus with you guys.
They can keep the moose forever, as jerky. [ jerky hardly ever spoils!!! kind of. ] . . . He won’t be crazy enough. I’ll be back in one piece, with no moose on the bus.
. . . I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually does eat grass. [ and— now a near sheepish smile, to explain: ] When he told me to hunt moose except that one, I told him to stuff it. With grass.
[ the salt of enough to burn snail army— eren is a diva when he’s hungry and denied his meat ]
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Aha, you sure? Well...if you insist, I think I know just the right test to see if it's worth keeping.
[He basically just means kissing you to see it's too weird feeling, but whatever]
Wow! That's cool! Too bad about the moose though, though I did see a picture of Soleil riding one?
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That’s the moose. [ he shrugs, making a face. ] It wandered into camp. I had it right in my scope, and . . . [ tongue click, followed by clapping over his face. lord, his distress when he was three seconds away from pulling the trigger. ] She went running for it.
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Really? Yikes! Thank goodness you had good reflexes. [BE MORE CAREFUL SOLEIL...]
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[ he’ll just. let that sink in a pause of silence. with a mostly neutral expression. they sure are getting used to crazy things, huh. ]
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[His owl-eyed expression says it all: da fuq is happening in Group 4]
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I’m out here swallowing mutant fish arms and we got an off limits moose grazing around camp. [ HE GRABS THE CAMERA AND TURNS AROUND TO ZOOM IN ON A yes that is a moose ] Because it’s Mooses Christ or whatever.
[ he sounds huffy and he might be ranting, but at least it’s the kind of huffiness to sort of. laugh at. ]
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[ is that . . . a sniper rifle he props up as he settles back where he was ]
On one condition.
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Sweetie, please don't get yourself thrown off the bus over a moose. I do really wanna see you again.
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They can keep the moose forever, as jerky. [ jerky hardly ever spoils!!! kind of. ] . . . He won’t be crazy enough. I’ll be back in one piece, with no moose on the bus.
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Here's hoping he won't be. Who is it anyway?
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. . . Barney Kuma?
[ he knows everyone’s name ]
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[He thinks on it. That name doesn't sound familiar in the slightest.]
Can't say I've heard that name before.
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Something like that. I think he bought your food once.
[ a dozen times but probably didn’t get a good look at his face eren was too busy ]
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[Wait, then he sees the guy on the video feed, and it clicks]
Oh! You mean Baren!
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[ . . . he told elliot’s best customer to eat grass
Gallons of juice Baren?
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[It's okay babe. He's hardly his best customer]
I don't know him well, but he's very much...an eccentric.
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. . . I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually does eat grass. [ and— now a near sheepish smile, to explain: ] When he told me to hunt moose except that one, I told him to stuff it. With grass.
[ the salt of enough to burn snail army— eren is a diva when he’s hungry and denied his meat ]
Bad mood.
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[He sighs]
He won't stop calling me "Elly". And then he texted 21 people in our group to make sure we look after his cousin.
So, I can understand the annoyance.
[Aka Elliot ain't gonna scold you, you're good]
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[ unwanted intimacy much???? this bozo??? he’ll punch him. in his mind. ]
What a spacey mother— Your sleep spells don’t work long distance either, do they?
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[Legit the only people that call him that is his family. And he wants to keep it that way]
Aha, I'm afraid they don't, no.
(1/2)
I think I got one . . .
[ right here, in his fist ]
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he’s kidding. ]
It’s not violence, don’t worry.
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Jeez... haha, you had me going.
What do you mean?
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[ violently wanting to punch people, he means. let’s save that for evil forces and terrorism against the good of all people. ]
Maybe just— [ he shrugs. ] Ignore it, I dunno. Like the rubber chicken bearing test.
[ eren . . . is that you ]
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