by ellipses » Thu Feb 07, 2019 2:05 am
Username: classy n flashy
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Rabbit Level: Basic
Rabbit Stats: basic starts with 5
Survival: 0
Stamina: 3
Strength: 2
Knowledge: 0
Rabbits name: Keszch
Rabbits Gender: Buck
Prompt: Keszch is a simple buck who enjoys the finer things in life. He has no time for trivial matters such as basic chores! Unfortunately for him, Moorbeck doesn't seem to understand that...
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"Keszch."
Her tone was like a shard of glass piercing into his soft underbelly, and he visibly winced at the sharpness of it. The buck gave a sheepish grin to the two does he'd been entertaining and chuckled, "It's been fun, gals, but it appears our lovely leader needs me to attend to my civic duties!"
The does smiled and giggled as they said their goodbyes, Keszch giving quite the grande show as they turned to walk away. "Au revoir, ma jolie petit fleurs!" he called after them, smiling dumbly before he heard a soft "ahem" from behind him. He quickly whirled around, laughing nervously. "A-ah, Moorbeck-Rah! I-I see you've been... busy. H-how are things?"
Moorbeck looked unamused at best. "Speaking to them in the only shred of French you know won't impress them, I hope you're aware."
Keszch flinched at her words, attempting to sway her with his graceful charms. "Ah, you wound me, mon cher! And here I thought we had something special, no?"
The doe stared into him for a solid minute before grumbling irritably, "It won't work on me either, you nitwit. Why weren't you on gathering duty?"
"A-ah, straight to the point, I see!" he smiled sheepishly. "Well, uh, y-you see, I..." He paused, before meekly replying, "Gathering is such a filthy job for someone of my stature! Why not give me a more challenging job? Such as... Patrol? Maybe?"
Moorbeck sighed heavily. "Because," she growled, "last time you went on patrol duty you ran away at the sight of a mouse because you thought it was an Infected. We're not risking you endangering our jury like that."
"Oh, mon cher-"
"Enough of that!" she snapped. "Get to gathering before I rip your tail off. Got it?"
The spoiled buck grumbled in defeat as he reluctantly followed his leader's orders. "I am not some commoner! I am a prince, I'll have you know!"
"Prince of jokers is more like it. Now hop to it, Casanova."