[The sound of Highblooded cursing, which really isn't cursing at all, follows Tavros across the campus, peppered with a multitude of horsepuns. It's sort of stupid, that someone as STRONG as he is was reduced to chasing paralyzed lowbloods around for their own glasses.]
[Wait.]
[He bursts into the main building, screeching to a halt, almost tripping over his feet in the process. And though he knew there were more important things he should be focusing on, he couldn't help the question the burst out of his mouth as soon as Tavros stopped talking.]
no subject
[Wait.]
[He bursts into the main building, screeching to a halt, almost tripping over his feet in the process. And though he knew there were more important things he should be focusing on, he couldn't help the question the burst out of his mouth as soon as Tavros stopped talking.]
How the dickens are you walking?