[ He smiles sheepishly, a short giggle chuckle at his lips as he studies the scanner in Rhys's hands. He doesn't recognize most of the information on it outside of some of the topographic information, piquing his curiosity all the more.
Just what is he scanning then?? A good place to put hot virgins? Or just hot people in general. Lavi isn't that picky. ]
Huh? Oh, yeah.
[ Lavi drops an arm to wave his hand casually as if being shred by burning buildings is just par for the course in his daily life.
(And for the most part, it is.) ]
There was more stabbing than crushing, though.
[ He begins to laugh again before falling short, the mirth draining off his face and expression hardening as he turns his head towards the east. Eye narrowed, he focuses on the sound of the wind as it billows through..
Something's off, but he can't narrow down just what it is. Maybe it's the way the wind howls, or maybe it's just the toxic haze skewing his line of sight, but there's an almost primordial surge of anxiety in his gut. His muscles tighten and tense, battle-ready.
Softer than before, some of the joviality lacking: ]
no subject
gigglechuckle at his lips as he studies the scanner in Rhys's hands. He doesn't recognize most of the information on it outside of some of the topographic information, piquing his curiosity all the more.Just what is he scanning then?? A good place to put hot virgins? Or just hot people in general. Lavi isn't that picky. ]
Huh? Oh, yeah.
[ Lavi drops an arm to wave his hand casually as if being shred by burning buildings is just par for the course in his daily life.
(And for the most part, it is.) ]
There was more stabbing than crushing, though.
[ He begins to laugh again before falling short, the mirth draining off his face and expression hardening as he turns his head towards the east. Eye narrowed, he focuses on the sound of the wind as it billows through..
Something's off, but he can't narrow down just what it is. Maybe it's the way the wind howls, or maybe it's just the toxic haze skewing his line of sight, but there's an almost primordial surge of anxiety in his gut. His muscles tighten and tense, battle-ready.
Softer than before, some of the joviality lacking: ]
How long do ya think that'll take you?