Metallica- to live is to die
"What would I wish for? For zhis stupid curse to be over. I do not like zhese wings. Zhey make it very hard to sleep. Zhey are useless too." Conrad is just as creative as Rasturn when it came to wishes. If he were in a better mood, maybe he'd wish for food.
“I wish conrad’s wings were gone, and a nap”
Very creative.
Conrad would give Rasturn a confused look soon as he suddenly rejected his wish offer, "Okay but if you ever want to try it out, zhis curse doesn't end for many, many hours."
“I don’t want anything,”
he furrowed his brow, he certainly needed things but the possibility at having anything had him very much stumped.
“what would you wish for?”
blutundgerechtigkeit started following you
The man’s behavior was certainly peculiar, nearly feral, especially how he quickly scarfed down his food. As if Heinrich was some threat to insuring a meal. The silence was unexpected, but also fed his curiosity. Mystery always added to a man.
At least he was only quiet, not hostile. He could have just as easily attacked him.
“Thank you.” Heinrich graciously took the prosthetic, handling it with care as he turned it about in his hands. Usually they were false hands, limited movement. Or simple opening hooks. Nothing like this. Pretty damn cool.
“May I ask what happened to you, how you lost the arm?”
He jerked a bit at the question, arm? he flexed his good hand letting the cartilage pop, he’d lost a hand. The prosthetic encased his arm for proper anchorage.
He pulled his sleeves up and showed the stump end of his scarred right hand, still had the wrist and parts of the meta carpels, they’d been separated a bit to allow for greater manipulation of his prosthetic.
“Stupid mistake,”
Like he was going to talk about that, he hid his hand again. Waiting , rubbing his thumb along the inner arm smoothing the fabric.
(yes distract me what should i writeeee)
[[that disgustingly fluffy stuff, about the deerrad santibra and every other character centaur
remember ariel is a gazelle ]]
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“I do a painfully slow striping session for you people and no one even stops to admire me for a second. What a waste of my time.”
Conrad, there isn’t a single person on this plant that wants to look at that. They’ll risk their own personal health and may even contract temporary blindness. You best just got put on some pajama pants and eat some pudding before going to hog all the covers of your bed from your dog.
-or shut up and go to bed, which has become a rat nest for some reason-
and then your were a giraffe“I was never a giraffe at any point in time, ever.”
“conrad, mentioned you, then got angry. Did you trick him?”
“What are you even talking about?”
“never mind, he was probably having a nightmare.”
“I think you were, too.”
“I don’t dream, he woke me up talking about ellie and giraffes, and ‘my leaves’.”
