jesus. i really REALLY need to write about these two more, some of my more interesting ocs. Nothin much, but im working on rewriting my oc C2, so, hopefully i guess ;-;
This is the two arguing about pinch, at the time an infant drone shell which Calla brought to the circus as an act (YAY! we love our sadistic ringleader)
[Brutus] " Calla, is that an actual infant? Are you kidding me?! "
[Calla] " Why of course! It was covered in silk so i figured that pos- "
[Brutus] " an ACTUAL fucking infant? Are you serious? I get your " need " to entertain," I get that. But a child. You brought a CHILD into this? Have you lost your- " He hissed, quickly becoming interrupted.
[Calla] Calla, grabbing him with her whip. " Don't. interrupt me. Since when did you have any say in this Brutus? You cannot stop me and you know that. Shut your mouth. " Her familiar smile returned to her face as she turned, walking away. " Now now! Shall we get the show started? " She said, clasping her gloved hands together.
[Brutus] " shit. " He mumbled, staring at the shell left on the counter, before walking away to the dissasembly drones silently. \
Art of this interaction belooow! :D
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