Fantasy Wyvern and Syd’s oc

[Feral_Cockroach]

“Oh god- “ He looks away, putting a hand infront of his eyes. “That’s- how do you even see like that-“

 

[Butter_Friend666]

The kid shrugs, “I dunno. I’m not a doctor!”

 

[Feral_Cockroach]

“That’s like.. totally freaky-“ He tries to peak at it again but quickly looks away once more. “I’ve died before and it was not as gnarly as that-“

 

[Feral_Cockroach]

(Why tf am I writing his dialogue like he was born in the fucking 90’s )

 

[Butter_Friend666]

The kid smirks. It’s really offputting since their “eyes” don’t move at all

“…Y’know, most people I meet don’t react this much.”

 

[Feral_Cockroach]

“How do you have like- a social life with those things?” He asks, a slight hint of panic in his voice.

 

[Butter_Friend666]

R we ever gonna continue this?)

 

[Feral_Cockroach]

(If you reply lol)

 

[Butter_Friend666]

“How do you have like- a social life with those things?” He asks, a slight hint of panic in his voice.

“…well,” They pause, “I guess I don’t. But that’s not because of the horns. I’m just not allowed into town outside of work.”

 

[Feral_Cockroach]

“Work-?” He ponders for a second before following up with another question “You look like, 12 years old what work?”

 

[Butter_Friend666]

Their upper lip twitches in the beginning of a snarl, snapping “I’m 14!..”

 

[Feral_Cockroach]

The man squints for a second, then takes off his glasses and stares for a good moment before speaking again in a confused tone. “Really?” He tilts his head briefly. “Still doesn’t answer my question though”

 

[Butter_Friend666]

“Why should I answer your question?”

 

[Feral_Cockroach]

He thinks for a second. “Hm. What if I secretly have a gun?”

 

[Butter_Friend666]

The kid stares at him blankly for a few seconds.

“..I can dodge most bullets.”

 

[Feral_Cockroach]

He arches a brow. “Do you really wanna take that chance just over not answering a question?”