( He shrugs, his hands falling down uselessly to his sides — at some point in all that, the cup vanished. He doesn't remember when, didn't notice, and doesn't think about it now. It served its purpose and, in an exceedingly convenient timely fashion, disappeared. A scrap of cloth would too, hence the ripping it off of an already bird-blood ruined shirt. )
Don't get me wrong, I totally appreciate not being torn to shreds by ostriches from my nightmares, but... historically speaking, really fucked up shit tends to happen in my general... atmosphere. I get the feeling sooner rather than later it's gonna be something way more dangerous than a party fowl. I know you're a ninja and everything, but you don't have to be a stupid ninja. Stupid ninjas are dead ninjas.
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( He shrugs, his hands falling down uselessly to his sides — at some point in all that, the cup vanished. He doesn't remember when, didn't notice, and doesn't think about it now. It served its purpose and, in an exceedingly convenient timely fashion, disappeared. A scrap of cloth would too, hence the ripping it off of an already bird-blood ruined shirt. )
Don't get me wrong, I totally appreciate not being torn to shreds by ostriches from my nightmares, but... historically speaking, really fucked up shit tends to happen in my general... atmosphere. I get the feeling sooner rather than later it's gonna be something way more dangerous than a party fowl. I know you're a ninja and everything, but you don't have to be a stupid ninja. Stupid ninjas are dead ninjas.