-The Mythics RP-

Galen gasped in surprise as he was pulled into a firm embrace, spun and stumbled backwards as he was promptly dropped back onto the deck.
“Yes, alive and uneaten.” He glanced up at the sky and stuck out his arm, “and you are very welcome.”
The falcon swooped down in a flurry of wings and landed precariously on Galen’s fist.
Gecko cocked his head. "Eh..." he reached toward the bird. That bird... He laid a palm on the bird's back and patted it.
"Nice bawd..." he kept patting it, his claws curling in with everytime his hand fell on the bird's back. He brought his other hand to the bird's chest as though to hold, but his claws pointed inward.
"Nice, bawd-y," he smiled. He stopped patting and his claws tightened into the bird's back, his eyes fixated on the feathered creature. Never before, had he been so close to such a victim.
 
Gecko cocked his head. "Eh..." he reached toward the bird. That bird... He laid a palm on the bird's back and patted it.
"Nice bawd..." he kept patting it, his claws curling in with everytime his hand fell on the bird's back. He brought his other hand to the bird's chest as though to hold, but his claws pointed inward.
"Nice, bawd-y," he smiled. He stopped patting and his claws tightened into the bird's back, his eyes fixated on the feathered creature. Never before, had he been so close to such a victim.
(@Isabella7Storm5... you may wanna address this)
 
(@Isabella7Storm5... you may wanna address this)
(Y’all need to chill, I’m talking deep things, such as dysfunctional relationships, with fatha’
Very fun things to get into with a good conversationalist)

Gecko cocked his head. "Eh..." he reached toward the bird. That bird... He laid a palm on the bird's back and patted it.
"Nice bawd..." he kept patting it, his claws curling in with everytime his hand fell on the bird's back. He brought his other hand to the bird's chest as though to hold, but his claws pointed inward.
"Nice, bawd-y," he smiled. He stopped patting and his claws tightened into the bird's back, his eyes fixated on the feathered creature. Never before, had he been so close to such a victim.
(BEHOLD: threeeeeish sentences)

Quasar shrieked and took to the air. He alighted on some ratlines a little ways off.
“Mmm, didn’t like that much,” Galen frowned. “Carful, I need ‘im for business.”
 

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