[That and Yamato wasn't quite sure what half of these meant! They all look creepy!]
You, perhaps, wish to celebrate something as useless and frivolous as Christmas, but I do not. Neither do I want anything from you anymore. We may have entered a truce of sorts, but that does not mean we are friendly.
Okay yes, judging from what he read, and how the person was using the COMP when he was asleep and...basically how he phrased everything, yes he can totally guess who fucking posted from his COMP at one in the morning!!
So he's going to saunter over to the couch, gets on his knees and just wait for Saiduq to wake up!]
it's only gay if a scrapbook of kaito's face exists
yes. that is their best quality. their desire to continuously evolve and change into something better.
or worse. humans can go either way depending upon stimulus or
memories. events.
etcetera.
oh you are not human.
i suspected of course. however i did not wish to presume. humans can come in all shapes and sizes. some even don't realise they are human. which is fascinating. for they function on an alien way of thinking. yet the very core of themselves are
my apologies. i am rambling so much. please tell me if i talk too much.
but i have seen so many non-human things. they are almost as fascinating as humans. almost.
depending on what gender their reaction is different. they treat you different. trust easier or not. more hostile or not. however being as you are not human.
would it matter. gender.
if not then.
you may call me anant.
if gender does matter. calypso for female. leo for male. please use whichever you wish.
[DON'T YOU DARE BRING BALDCOR INTO THIS OH MY FUCK.
Hm, that is suspicious. Yamato squints at the door, taking a step back and gauging the distance. Would Kaito be angry if he kicked his door down? Most likely]
...Alcor. If you don't answer this door, I am kicking it down. This is your only warning.
[Saiduq took the COMP slowly, thumping himself over so he was laying on his spine. "Spine". Whatever, he was trying to give Kaito room to sit down instead of kneeling, okay.
His face only drew more pursed as he read, handing it back before he'd even finished.]
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