[He crinkles his face and nose, both at the pawing and also the smell... have mercy, Gin.]
You both wear dog outfits, don't you...?
[Maybe that isn't the best thing to say to the kid holding you hostage who also has disowned the rest of the Polyhedron kids... the world of child politics in the Town-On-Ghorkon is the kind of thing adults only catch glimpses of the edges of... and Shin's one himself now, despite everything. His 'big sis'... there's only one person that could be...]
Ugh... D-don't tell me she's watching this... Fine, if it gets you moving faster.
[He folds his arms into the dirtied ground in front of him to at least give him some distance in letting his face fall forward into them. His ears are burning with humiliation, and the horrible thing is he only has himself to blame for this particular predicament... well not the parts involving Gin.]
...What time is it?
[It's not as idle a question as he'd like it to be, because the press of seconds upon him is almost as heavy as Gin, ticking, ticking, ticking.]
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Date: 2022-05-26 06:51 am (UTC)You both wear dog outfits, don't you...?
[Maybe that isn't the best thing to say to the kid holding you hostage who also has disowned the rest of the Polyhedron kids... the world of child politics in the Town-On-Ghorkon is the kind of thing adults only catch glimpses of the edges of... and Shin's one himself now, despite everything. His 'big sis'... there's only one person that could be...]
Ugh... D-don't tell me she's watching this... Fine, if it gets you moving faster.
[He folds his arms into the dirtied ground in front of him to at least give him some distance in letting his face fall forward into them. His ears are burning with humiliation, and the horrible thing is he only has himself to blame for this particular predicament... well not the parts involving Gin.]
...What time is it?
[It's not as idle a question as he'd like it to be, because the press of seconds upon him is almost as heavy as Gin, ticking, ticking, ticking.]