Killing something seems out of the question right now. Plus it'd probably just upset you more.
There's a heated internally directed glare, as the expressions flash back and forth over Gamzee's face, roaring in one ear, whispering in the other, each voice apparently staring off into space, getting angrier with the other.]
[This brings a pause, before Gamzee looks back at Tavros again, and grabs his shoulders, desperately.]
TAVROS STOP CRACKING MY POOR BISCUIT IN TWO.
Date: 2011-11-26 01:31 am (UTC)What's a clown to do?
Killing something seems out of the question right now. Plus it'd probably just upset you more.
There's a heated internally directed glare, as the expressions flash back and forth over Gamzee's face, roaring in one ear, whispering in the other, each voice apparently staring off into space, getting angrier with the other.]
[This brings a pause, before Gamzee looks back at Tavros again, and grabs his shoulders, desperately.]