ℜ𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔱 ℜ𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝑰𝑰𝑰

He took a second to sniff it while the cup was in his hand, letting out a sigh. Lifting the glass, and taking a sip before he hummed from the warming sensation going down his throat with a relieved look on his face.

"Ahhh, yeah, that's what the doctor ordered.~"

"Well, we can give you a place to stay from what I remember Blaze saying. It may not be the fanciest but - it's probably better than what I have myself honestly. I uh - get you fast tracked for that, okay?"

He offered her a small smile, he would do what he can, knowing that situation all too well.

"Mmmhmmmm. . . Okay, all set."

He sat back and tossed the pencil down on the paper, looking back towards her.

"So, we have a group set up of some other new arrivals and - well, they mean we'll. Mostly. Do you have any questions for me before we get started~?"

Hmm? Yeah buddy?~

"Heh, sorry. When it comes to cider I can hear it being made from miles away. Or smell it. Or both, I think." He smiled softly, and awaited his glass of delicious nectar.

"Absolutely - thank you. I haven't had any real, homemade cider in ages." Eyeing the glass like a thirsty kitten.

Writing the name down, he moves to the next section. Thankfully this was all he had to do. The rest was Blazers. He hated paperwork.

"Like a fox, I like that, it's cool. Powers? Or, power, if it's just one."

"Someone mentioned spiced apple cider?~"

He perks up, looking around for said delicious cider.

"Uhhh, technically both for record purposes but. It's also personal choice if you wanna hide your government name."

He twirled a pen in his hand, looking up at her from the paper on the desk, the usual deadpan expression. Seeing her eyeing him he every so slightly raised his left brow.

I drew a silly lil goober

#dragons #art #dragonart

"Busty. . Blo - oh, you mean Blazer. Ahem. Yeah sure. Uh, well. First things first; Whats your name?"

{ Splorft }

You're doing a great job, feels very much like Waterboy is actually here. :3

Ravanna Mari Thorne

“Better to be Slapped with the Truth than Kissed with a Lie”

— Multigenerational Kitsune
— Pyrotechnic
— Social Justice Activist
— Registered Nurse
— #MutantAndProud

🏳️‍🌈🦊🔥💥🌸

#RT and #Fave
#OpenStarter

{ Splorft }

Okay. Gonna try to put all the drama behind - Now that most, if not all ties to that old account are dealt with and should have his mark on it, not mine.

Sorry to anyone I disappointed, but hopefully I can just. . . Put it behind me.

Am I gonna miss some of you if you decide to leave? Fuck yes. But I understand. And again, I apologize and I truly hope I can earn your trust again.

+ Do I wish i had moved on earlier? Absolutely. Do I expect to keep the followers? Nah. Not at all. I don't blame you all. But - just wanted to say my piece. Thank you, and sorry. You still gave me a reason to get back into legit RP.

{ Splorft }

I'm going to make a statement since, I'm sure it has come across. I had an account, that I've since left behind and gave to a friend. Yes it was lewd, and yes I probably shared things I missed at the time.

I have since started to do my own art since then. Do I regret it, obviously. +

He couldn't help but have a smile form on his lips, it's been a new experience for him. A pleasant one at that. He watched him as he was hard at work.

"Hmm, sounds easy enough honestly. Sure does though, flinging yourself against the wall isn't fun unless someone else is doin' it." He joked.

Cheese?! Well, hell.

{ Grabbing a giant platter of cheese from the back of the fridge.}

This good?

"Nah! Don't mind at all, it's been a minute since I built something anyway so. Let's me get back to using my hands like I like to do."

He said with a smile before patting him gently on the back, letting him know he was down to help.

Steeeeeve. Oh. I know.
{ Grabs a cake from the refrigerator }

I got it for myself cause, birthday soon but. You can have it. As an apology.

. . .Great. Now I feel bad.

Ugh. Sorry, Steve. Come.. uh. Come on out.~

{Grabbing a rolled up paper, he smacks him over the head with it.}

No! Bad, we don't unhing our jaws in the workplace. Especially not to intimidate our co-workers.

He looks directly at the smaller figured male and then chuckles, smiling softly.

"Oh, hey! I had a good idea, look at that. I can help, if you like. I do have a little experience with constructing things.~"

No Steve! No, please don't - don't do that. Enough chaos as it is. Blaze has enough to stress about. Uhm. So, first day? Are you hungry or just. . . Kinda taking advantage of the chaos?

( I honestly have no idea how to get you two out of this situation. Blaze sounds, and /looks/ piiiiiiiissed. )

And who is Steve?! And why is he eating everyones lunch?!?

Why is Alastor and Jawz getting in trou - ohhhhhhh.

Dear god, he was going crazy. He had no idea what to do at this point aside from maybe dangling a mouse on a string.

"How about one of those, like hamster wheels. But. Bigger~?"

{Confused Robert noises}

What is even going on in this office?!?!

Ohhh, yeah. Rule of thumb, fire generally freaks most people out. Especially unplanned fire.

And really? Huh, well i mean. I guess that makes sense. I just uh, didn't expect that. Sorry. Beautiful yes, the stuff is definitely better when cooked!

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