* max would walk up to delta * hay friend want to go a short road trip I’ve gotten a few people to join me so I was wondering if you’d like to friend * he said happily *
Delta's eyes immediately glanced at him, her dark eyes staring coldly. "I wouldn't mind." She answered calmly, sitting there.
Max: alrighty then that’s three people down then I’m going to see if anyone else does or not then we all can head out I got a really nice spot in mind we all can chill at
He was sitting at a table dialed in. He seemed like he was in some distress. The Red Thirst had made him feel as if he were on fire.
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Kupid put his finger on his own lips, which were covered in pink lipgloss. "Hm.. Well, if Medea here is coming, then I'll come too." Kupid snickered. "Hope you don't mind me bringin' my Love Pistol in-case I come across any lovers that need shootin'!" He pulled his Love Pistol out and spun it with a smirk. "I realize that sounded bad-" He paused. "It's like a bow and arrow, but better. Makes 'em fall in-love just the same, just better aim, better look and cooler."
"The galaxy I know could certainly use more love."
"So we're going to be co-workers for a little while. You remind me of my brother. Height, voice, aura.....all of it. You had identical almost everything, but his little one calmed him down and wrapped him around her little finger"
Kupid placed his hand on his own hip, raising a brow. "Interestin'?"
"Hey, when you're a Cupid, your mind kind of thinks of romantic love all the time." Kupid jokingly said.
"Hey, when you're a Cupid, your mind kind of thinks of romantic love all the time." Kupid jokingly said.
"Ive never actually met a cupid, only angels who dont like me—" he rolls his eyes "But hey, Im not complaining about the romance talk" he chuckled "Im a fan of it myself"
Kupid frowned. "Well, I do know one angel that might would like you, but he would be to focused on trying to measure out the dimensions for yours and my coffin to show it."
He was referring to Annswyr, or for short, Annie, who was friendly, but a bit..scary and hyperfixated on people's death.
Kupid smiled warmly, narrowing his eyes at the romance talk comment. He snickered and suddenly unfurled one of his wings to wrap around Medea as if it was a one-arm hug. "Y'and I are going to get along well."
He was referring to Annswyr, or for short, Annie, who was friendly, but a bit..scary and hyperfixated on people's death.
Kupid smiled warmly, narrowing his eyes at the romance talk comment. He snickered and suddenly unfurled one of his wings to wrap around Medea as if it was a one-arm hug. "Y'and I are going to get along well."
He smiles "Great, shes welcome to measure mine, I wont need it anytime soon, but itll make her happy" he smiled, as he is a Necromancer he naturally has a thing for death, a morbid curiosity.. but his days of killing things in different ways just to see it, is kinda over-
(( *Annie's a He!
/nm ))
Kupid laughed a bit, "I hopefully won't need a coffin anytime soon either."
He glanced over at Max to see what the whole deal was with the RV and when they would leave on the trip.

Kupid laughed a bit, "I hopefully won't need a coffin anytime soon either."
He glanced over at Max to see what the whole deal was with the RV and when they would leave on the trip.
Captain Messinius consults an auspex scanner as he looks around the room. "Hmmm, interesting."
Keeby would then walk back in, humming to theirselves. "Hey guys! Y'all seen the pillow I placed here?"
(Ohh ok thank you foe telling me-)
He nodded "Hopefully not" he chuckled, looking at Vitrian "You good mr. Metal Man?"
He nodded "Hopefully not" he chuckled, looking at Vitrian "You good mr. Metal Man?"
Pizzard would then casually walk in with a comically large(r) bowl of nachos. I swear, is it just me or the bowl just keeps getting bigger and bigger everytime they walk in?
"You saw that tall fellow in the black armour, right? Well, I suspect that the nature of this bar being an interdimensional nexus had something to do with him briefly appearing, because I know of him. But the thing is, all the records from my universe indicate that he's been dead for over ten thousand years." He glares at Medea. "You must forgive me for instantly being suspicious of you since you are a necromancer, but did you have anything to do with this?"
"Depends, how strong is he, I dont normally summon particularly strong souls I cant control on a whim.. I only do that in battle
"Ah. Perhaps it was merely an illusion of the Warp, then."
"But hey if he's strong, Ill look into him, maybe Ill have another to my collection" he chuckled, joking as it seemed but knowing him, he could be serious l
"Don't even think about it. If you dare to try and resurrect any fallen Astartes, then I will end your life personally. Do I make myself clear, sorcerer?"
"You got a way to kill me, Im interested to hear" he chuckles "Im just joking with you man, I dont care to resurrect anyone from your universe, let alone with their own free will-"
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