Re: Epic Clash Round 1 - Dungeon of the Crimson Fish
02-07-2010, 01:42 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by McBatman.
"Who are you?! What are you? And would you like to be friends? It's obvious we are both unaccepted in this world, or any world. So what do you say, pal?"
The words echoed down to Glere's ears, or, the area a sensible human's ears would be. Without so much as a twitch, his head spun around freely on his shoulders, turning around entirely, meeting the gaze of the one addressing him.
"Un...accepted? Please, don't bore me with such... pettiness. I am not here to be... accepted." His eyes narrowing on the glass surface. But his face immediately lit up as the rest of his body spun around, facing the one speaking to him.
"Though, you speak of friendship? What a strange thing to say, given the circumstances..." his words trailed off into deep thought as he began to pace back and forth in the corridor. James gave him an uneasy glance, surveying him.
Glere walked cordially to the wall, then, continued upward, then began to walk along the ceiling. He chuckled to himself, uncertain if that was going to work. Boy, that would have made him look silly indeed! Finally, he walked back down the opposing wall before stopping in his original spot.
"I'm not interested in making... friends here, but, if you do not wish to be enemies then, yes, I suppose we can... play nice for the time being. But tell me but one thing..." he said, his eyes suddenly narrowing slightly.
"Do you like... games?"
"Who are you?! What are you? And would you like to be friends? It's obvious we are both unaccepted in this world, or any world. So what do you say, pal?"
The words echoed down to Glere's ears, or, the area a sensible human's ears would be. Without so much as a twitch, his head spun around freely on his shoulders, turning around entirely, meeting the gaze of the one addressing him.
"Un...accepted? Please, don't bore me with such... pettiness. I am not here to be... accepted." His eyes narrowing on the glass surface. But his face immediately lit up as the rest of his body spun around, facing the one speaking to him.
"Though, you speak of friendship? What a strange thing to say, given the circumstances..." his words trailed off into deep thought as he began to pace back and forth in the corridor. James gave him an uneasy glance, surveying him.
Glere walked cordially to the wall, then, continued upward, then began to walk along the ceiling. He chuckled to himself, uncertain if that was going to work. Boy, that would have made him look silly indeed! Finally, he walked back down the opposing wall before stopping in his original spot.
"I'm not interested in making... friends here, but, if you do not wish to be enemies then, yes, I suppose we can... play nice for the time being. But tell me but one thing..." he said, his eyes suddenly narrowing slightly.
"Do you like... games?"