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Ivanovsky: Turns back to Ōn'nyosh, and, without any warning or visible movements, has knocked the lizard out flat, then spits after him Сволочь.
Ivanovsky: Turns back to Ōn'nyosh, and, without any warning or visible movements, has knocked the lizard out flat, then spits after him Сволочь.
(Oof, lmao!)
Ōn’nyosh: Crumples to dirt in an unconscious heap.
(XD yep- he is a demigod and a fucking strong one at that-)
Ivanovsky: Smirks, before turning back to Pandora
(Oh damn, lmao! Though, even if Ōn’nyosh had known, he wouldn’t have cared. He’s an asshole, pure and simple, lmao!)
(yeah lol- i figured- and i suppose he also has something to bring him back to conciousness lmao, doesn't he? after all, tricksters like him usually do-)
Pandora: sighs Urgh, dear gods… what have I gotten myself into…
Ivanovsky: Snorts Nothing you could have stopped, most likely.
Antonio: has fallen asleep
(because his writer decided to step away from the computer that's why)
(oop-)
(Eh, not really. But, Ōn’nyosh has been knocked out before, so probably about five minutes and he’ll be awake again, lol)
Five minutes later…
Ōn’nyosh: Groggily wakes up, his head pounding. Fucking asshole. Sits up, then quickly grabs his hat from the ground. Looks around, then grabs a fresh bottle of whiskey and starts drinking. Here’s to forgetting about headaches. Chuckles.
Ivanovsky: Ignores Ōn'nyosh and starts playing mumbly peg
Ōn’nyosh: Eyes the Russian for a moment, debating if he should fuck with him some more, but he decides that the guy’s not worth a bigger headache and just continues drinking. He then starts humming, then singing. Lovely afternoon, waited for the moon, then found a sweet lady in a room. Said hello, then goodbye, but she pulled me back in, and we stayed after ‘goodnight’. Starts humming some more.
Ivanovsky: Eyes Ōn'nyosh
Ōn’nyosh: Notices the look. What? Can’t sing? Or do you just lack humor? Snorts.
Ivanovsky: Shakes head and smirks Just wondering what song that is.
Ōn’nyosh: Shrugs. Literally a random tune I pulled out of my ass just now. I might be rude, and make either insulting or dirty jokes, but there’s a lot I can actually do with my voice. Like singing. Shrugs again.
Ivanovsky: Chuckles Alright. He starts singing in a low bass Stayed up until dawn, saw our sins. You kick me out, but can't hide what you did. No matter what, your taste is on my lips like wine, your scent still wrapped around me like you were.
Ōn’nyosh: Hums. Pretty good. Definitely much more subtle than my singing. Laughs.
Ivanovsky: Snickers I know. But everyone has their own style, yeah?
(nah decided antonio doesn't fit the vibe, I'm gonna switch him with someone else)
Antonio: disappears in a flash of blinding light
(alrighty XD)
Ōn’nyosh: Chuckles. Very true. Glances over in confusion when Antonio vanishes, but otherwise doesn’t react.
Ivanovsky: Smirks and holds out his hand towards Ōn'nyosh Sorry for decking your scaly ass earlier. 'name's Ivanovsky.
(Screams in I was forced to do math did I miss anything)
Ōn’nyosh: Takes the russian’s hand and stands. He then scoffs. Ah, don’t worry about it. It happens a fuck ton. Hence why my nose is crooked. If I didn’t have healing potions with me, my nose would probably be flat because of the amount of times it’s been broken. Chuckles. I’m Ōn’nyosh.
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