> Is supposed to make passepartouts
> Draw people of tumblrfortThere’s Joey, Dodo with his centipede, Gentlespy, (drunk)JJ, Danny, Reese, Axel, Keir, Ruby, Ariel and tiny angry Amadour. Cleaned up version of Ariel’s face will come up later u__u
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Holy shit my face is there!
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“Maybe we’re multiplyin’. Watch out, we’ll storm your base at night and lay our eggssss.” Encouraged by the friendly chuckle, he let out a loud laugh, taking Clive’s “hand” in his own and shaking it. Noticing that he was shaking hands with wood, he barely stopped himself from letting out a shriek. Letting go of the prosthetic, he gave it a slightly shocked look. “That’s… That’s no hand.”
Clive chuckled as well before the other scout had screamed, taking his hand back & quirking a brow. “Uh yeah… You okay there…?”
“I’m fine, but what happened to your hand..?” Reese looked at it curiously, a bit careful in case it was a touchy subject.
BCT: "Ha, sorry for this!" He loosen his grip a bit. "You were so cute standing out there I had to hug you!"
“Ah? Eh? Cute? Me?? No no no, you must’a mixed me up wit’ someone else. I ain’t cute. I’m HANDSOME.” He makes a duckface, then laughs and hugs the BiColored Tentasniper back.
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“Yeah, uh, y’got a problem wit’ dat? We ain’t in battle now, no need ta be rude!” Reese straightened his back, puffing out his chest in order to try to look threatening. His lanky figure didn’t quite do it, though, and in the end, he gave up and hunched over again. “‘Nyway, might as well get to know each otha’. Th’ name’s Reese.”
“Nah, I ain’t got a problem. Just been meetin’ a lot of scouts from yer team lately… Makes me think I’m outnumbered, heh.” He found the tough guy act kinda fuun to be honest, chuckling & offering him the wooden prosthetic where his left hand should have been. “Name’s Clive, nice to meet you Reese.”
“Maybe we’re multiplyin’. Watch out, we’ll storm your base at night and lay our eggssss.” Encouraged by the friendly chuckle, he let out a loud laugh, taking Clive’s “hand” in his own and shaking it. Noticing that he was shaking hands with wood, he barely stopped himself from letting out a shriek. Letting go of the prosthetic, he gave it a slightly shocked look. “That’s… That’s no hand.”
Reese chuckled. People and their silly relationships that aren’t relationships and kisses going around..! A brief moment, he let himself wonder why no one ever kissed him, but he quickly got back to focusing on his friend. “Besides, ‘twas prob’ly nice, wasn’t it?”
“Well, I’m here for ya. We’ll get you back to your life, don’t worry ‘bout it.” He gave Axel a silly smile, putting an arm around his shoulders for a quick squeeze.
Axel let out a squint noise like someone had just squeezed a rubber duck. “I-I dunno, I have no idea why she did that an—” he flailed his hands around, obviously not too comfortable around this subject.
“B-but yeah, I-… Guess ‘twas…” he agreed then, stuttering.
As the subject finally turned to something more pleasant, like his amnesia, Axel smiled and sighed in relief since he no longer had to face anything awkward like relationships. Hopefully Reese just didn’t pick that up again…
He nodded then as he looked at his friend and tries to cool his burning cheeks with his hands.
“Whoa, dude”, he muttered, sounding a bit cheerier and more like himself already as he chuckled. “If ya wann’a hug, c’mere!” he insisted, smiling,m as he opened his arms.
Grinning wide, Reese accepted the hug, patting Axel’s back while laughing. Boy, he sure had missed this… A sudden feeling of melancholy came over him as he sighed, releasing his friend again. He smiled, though, wider than necessary.
“‘M jus’ glad t’ have ya back, dude. It’s been lonely not bein’ ‘round here in a while. Not seein’ you. Or anyone else.” He grabbed another candy cane from his pocket, having finished the first one.
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Clive huffed, shaking his head, muttering under his breath “Seriously? Another RED…?” He managed a soft grin to the other scout. ” ‘ey…”
“Yeah, uh, y’got a problem wit’ dat? We ain’t in battle now, no need ta be rude!” Reese straightened his back, puffing out his chest in order to try to look threatening. His lanky figure didn’t quite do it, though, and in the end, he gave up and hunched over again. “‘Nyway, might as well get to know each otha’. Th’ name’s Reese.”
"Oh, this?" Already forgotten that she switched to a more festive apron, "Tis the season to be jolly." She said in a sing-song voice, "It's sort of nice to get a bit more dressed up around this time though." Giving a shrug, "It isn't for everyone though, seeing that not everyone likes being joyful. They're usually the ones that don't like puppies, kittens, or candy." She snickered.
“Well I like candy fine, miss! Speakin’ of it, y’don’t happen t’have any extra on ya?” He pulled off his cap, holding it in his hands while looking down at the sweet Pyro. “I kinda ate all th’ candy I got wit’ me.. I’ll pay ya back somehow, promise!” He smiled hopefully.
