un: drenched kitten of heated purrs, audio

[jeoha]

[ There's a pause, as he remembers how to use the magic, and then his voice comes through - crisp, low, commanding. He has his Prince voice on and he doesn't even notice. ]

You must go for the head. Decapitation is best, if you can manage it. Caving in the skull second best. Slice open the throat, third. No fancy footwork, no finesse. Your first priority is to keep yourself from harm, so only go for the kill that you know you can take. If you can't take it, escape.

[ He pauses, breathes. ]

We have been told to kill them, if we can. If you cannot, come to me. I will teach you how to fight.

We do not have the luxury of being ignorant.

Comments

[darkeststars]

[ Bone-dry. ]

Your translator seems to be malfunctioning, Mingyu. Either that or you truly did just call another grown man a laser-brained nerf-dung sniffer, and I would hate to think you'd been reduced to primary school insults.

[ Thankful that he's not the one inheriting this particular stupid nickname. It's painful enough to even hear it at all. ]

[descendency]

Is that what 'kitten' means in your empire? Goodness, things are worse than I thought.

At any rate, it's not like I started it. It's right there in his handle.

[darkeststars]

Oh? And should I be referring to you as an adorable garden snake, then?

[descendency]

If you're so inclined. 'Hissy', perhaps.

[darkeststars]

Very well then. Try not to nick me when I toss you out of the kibla-green patch to put down fertilizer, Hissy.