plushaeusrumpified: (When the days are cold)
Bro Strider ([personal profile] plushaeusrumpified) wrote in [community profile] sortinghat_logs 2013-04-21 11:19 am (UTC)

Whoa, whoa, whoa-

[He kicks a little, trying to get out of the creature's grasp but finding himself unable to do so. He... oddly doesn't feel like he's particularly in any danger, but that doesn't mean that he takes kindly to being picked up effortlessly and pulled away. Nor does he appreciate the way Murdoc is still spouting off bullshit about magic and brooms and stuff like that.]

Would you quite fucking talking about magic and shit like it's real? This isn't goddamn Harry Potter, this is the real world and you need to get your fucking head out of the clouds and see that, for god's sake. But before you do that, let me the fuck go.

[Seriously he's about two seconds away from backhanding Murdoc if he doesn't let go. He might not feel like he's in any danger for whatever reason, but that doesn't mean he won't fight if he has to. He needs to figure out where the hell he is and maybe find Dave, if he's here. If not, good. But at the same time, bad. Because he really doesn't want to be alone with some freaky as fuck horny bastard like this guy.]

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