he just has a hand on his skijatai ninkana staring at the blade made of his own flesh
he just holds a hand out from under a table and uses the protea warframes influence over time rewinds time on the vase before forcing his gauntlet back to the excalibur umbra model and placing his hand back on the table
"I think this place needs more ducks." She starts decorating the bar with rubber ducks. "Yay!"
"he is intoxicated and passed out pay him no mind" he raises a brow at the sheer randomness of tari but ultimately left it be
*he soon started to poke the intoxicated person curiously* “I think he needs some water….”
"go away unless you got more booze" he mumbled under his breath face in the table
*he soon picked him up and placed him on the table* “maybe it’s best if he isn’t somewhere else”
"i'd leave him be as he might end up causing an incident if you bother him"
*he hissed not happy about what he heard* “why are always the cute guys taken…!”
he had no answer to that as he just uses transference to appear right beside his warframe after running a full system diagnostic on it and frowns
*he rattled his tail unhappy* “I don’t like this at all….I can’t get one guy!”
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