[this is worse than that fight between Li and Beowulf. holy shit. he doesn't want to get between this any more than he didn't want to get between those two. Robin stands at the door, listening to what can only be called a catfight. or foxfight. cat and foxfight.
and Liz just sits on the bed and waves hello to Robin. he doesn't blame her.
he does mind Nero just fucking telling the whole world they've done the sideways tango more than once. not to mention her calling him good-hearted. of all things, he did not expect good-hearted. not when she calls him thief and liar and beast and whatever the hell else comes into her head.
on the opposite side of the spectrum, Tamamo calls him trash. fair, but he's still offended when it's the fox caster.]
Oi──
[it's no use. they're so busy screaming at each other that Robin's voice is drowned out easily. the shouting and hair-pulling match will continue on and Robin decides to walk deeper into the bedroom. only to sit heavily on the edge of a bed Liz is occupying. the dragon girl immediately crawls over and starts poking and prodding at Robin's ears and tail until he tells her to knock it off.
when Nero and Tamamo are out of breath, just glaring at each other, Robin speaks up again. he looks a mix of tired, annoyed, embarrassed, and scared.]
Are you two finally finished? I'd be surprised if either of you could speak after all that. That probably wouldn't be a bad thing. I think plenty has been said.
[Liz is clipping bows into his hair. pink ones since she's run out of green.]
What I managed to get from all that is that you didn't do this, Casko?
[of course We didn't! he's a mouse, not a fox! as if We ever want him to be in any way related to Us! said in a very hoarse voice. she's pretty upset about it and blames Nero if Our Husband falls out of love with the rough quality of her normally silken tones.]
Yeah, yeah. I've spent too much time here as is. I'm leaving, with that.
[a hand reaches up to scratch at his hair and slowly tugs out a pink bow.
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and Liz just sits on the bed and waves hello to Robin. he doesn't blame her.
he does mind Nero just fucking telling the whole world they've done the sideways tango more than once. not to mention her calling him good-hearted. of all things, he did not expect good-hearted. not when she calls him thief and liar and beast and whatever the hell else comes into her head.
on the opposite side of the spectrum, Tamamo calls him trash. fair, but he's still offended when it's the fox caster.]
Oi──
[it's no use. they're so busy screaming at each other that Robin's voice is drowned out easily. the shouting and hair-pulling match will continue on and Robin decides to walk deeper into the bedroom. only to sit heavily on the edge of a bed Liz is occupying. the dragon girl immediately crawls over and starts poking and prodding at Robin's ears and tail until he tells her to knock it off.
when Nero and Tamamo are out of breath, just glaring at each other, Robin speaks up again. he looks a mix of tired, annoyed, embarrassed, and scared.]
Are you two finally finished? I'd be surprised if either of you could speak after all that. That probably wouldn't be a bad thing. I think plenty has been said.
[Liz is clipping bows into his hair. pink ones since she's run out of green.]
What I managed to get from all that is that you didn't do this, Casko?
[of course We didn't! he's a mouse, not a fox! as if We ever want him to be in any way related to Us! said in a very hoarse voice. she's pretty upset about it and blames Nero if Our Husband falls out of love with the rough quality of her normally silken tones.]
Yeah, yeah. I've spent too much time here as is. I'm leaving, with that.
[a hand reaches up to scratch at his hair and slowly tugs out a pink bow.
it's thrown at Liz. who ducks for cover.]
I'm not a doll for you to play with!