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ref | male | 22 | cyclops | pansexual | tagged: Eiaré, VohzakIsaac shook his head, the thought of being an outcast saddening. With a small shake he looked at the psoglav, blinking. "Uh... a c-cyclops." He responded quietly, loud enough to hear but his voice was weak. He didn't like talking about his species.
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ref | male | 29 | bird human | heteroflexible | tagged: SunnyMichael rolled his eyes internally. A bag? So helpful. "I was wondering what the cry was about. A warning? What do you think it could be, the rat girl?" He didn't know what to think of that, if it was true. He wouldn't make assumptions though.
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ref | female | 36 | half-cyborg | heterosexual | tagged: Haamu, LaveMelati gasped in a silent scream of pain as the bolt hit her, electricity buzzing around her eye before the eye sparked and the glow slowly dimmed. The surrounding skin and metal was burned. Of course, now she couldn't see through her other eye, and the blast was dangerously close to hitting her other eye as well. She spat, furious now, as she stopped struggling to escape. "I didn't need it anyway!" She snarled, glaring at Lave. She would likely never get that back, unfortunately, and it did do its fair share of help for her. Still, at that moment it didn't matter, she needed to plan a way to escape from her tight situation. Nothing she saw around her would help her at the moment. Best thing to do is hope that someone heard the bolt or the slam and come over.
The cyborg narrowed her eyes further as she tried to get a good focus on the man. It was difficult now, seeing with one eye causes more 2D-oriented images. It was hard to completely focus, and half of her vision was now obscured. Keeping up her tough girl act, however, she didn't falter. "C-come on, is that all? Do your worst. This is what you want isn't it? Why haven't you killed me yet?" Though it wasn't a good idea, Melati continued to taunt, dangerously close to being killed by him.
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ref | male | 26 | n/a | homosexual | tagged: ZathuraNioacex turned his head and gave her a sharp glare for a moment, wondering whether to let her or not. She seemed nice enough, he guessed. Reluctantly, he stopped and leaned his back against the wall, still glaring at her. "Try anything and I swear your own heart in my hands will be the last thing you see." He hissed through clenched teeth, his fists tightening. He wasn't quite sure it was a good idea to threaten the one who was trying to help him, but it didn't matter to him.