
Snakeb:te
@hingedFang
Run, run, rabb:t
Y'reckon I need'a tag 'er? Eh. She'll f:nd 'er way. -- VIDEO FILE ATTACHED -- [The record:ng beg:ns w:th two f:gures tak:ng up the screen. One, a greenblood crouched low w:th the top half of h:s face just out of frame. He holds the other, a l:mp teal of amb:guously legal hue, up by the ha:r to face the lens.] “Sm:le for the camera, now,” [Snakeb:te speaks w:th a gr:n and a l:lt:ng southern drawl, vo:ce surpr:s:ngly smooth. The tealblood’s eyes are blown w:de w:th terror, the:r rap:d breaths the only movement on a body that :s otherw:se slack.] “Ah, that’s r:ght. Nearly forgot you ca:n’t. Just need some help, then.” [He places the thumb and foref:nger of h:s free hand on e:ther s:de of the:r l:ps, forc:ng the corners up wh:le a fr:ghtened wh:mper jumps from the:r throat.] “A:n’t that cute?” [He lets the s:des of the:r face return to rest and w:dens h:s own gr:n.] “Found th:s one wh:le out search:n’ for my new fr:end. Lot less sl:ppery’n that one. Say ‘H:, Dusk:e.’” [Snakeb:te grabs the tealblood’s arm to wave the:r hand at the camera.] “Y’wanna ask ‘er how many folks her freedom’s worth?” [A beat.] “Nah, me ne:ther. Best’a luck, cottonta:l.” [Snakeb:te drops the tealblood and reaches for the camera. The v:deo ends.]
Y'gotta be a real dumbsh:t t'escape a moon n' h:de out on :ts planet, tell y'what. Be a qu:ck one, I reckon. ♪
Landed down on the Scrapyard n' got them broken hounds offloaded real qu:ck-l:ke. Knew them folks'd pay a m:nt. Wonder :f'n I c:n conv:nce C:arel t'buy the funct:onal one.
F:nally gett:n' off th:s damned rock.
A':ght. S:nce she's yapp:n' my ear off now, m:ght 's well let 'er say 'er p:ece. Asked me t'address y'all as "pupp:es, k:tt:es, g:rls, n' pretty boys" wh:ch :s where I'm draw:n' the l:ne. But'cha c:n have the rest. Wanted t'tell y'all she'll be f:ne, a:n't 'er f:rst rodeo w:th th:s feller. Wanted Azalea t'know she's gonna get b:t when she g:ts too close. Look:n' forward t'see:n' Cammy n' she'll tell ':m "you" do:n' a':ght. A:n't gonna say who "you" :s, don't matter much 'cause apparently they know. Wants J:nx told she's too sweet for 'er, n' "I want her happy, not m:ne" T'everyone else: "Thanks for the fun everyone! See'ya later, maybe!"
Gotta say. Th:s :s a def:n:te f:rst. But the g:rl had one request. Who'm I t'deny 'er?
Rabb:t's gett:n' speech back now. Ca:n't bel:eve I'm about'a agree t'th:s.
Eh, neverm:nd. Just real:zed I a:n't g:ve a sh:t.
Cru:s:n' on autop:lot for a t:ck here. Maybe I w:ll sol:c:t some quest:ons. See what all m:ght be burn:n' a hole :n your pans.
Be real funny :f'n I dec:ded t'start tak:n' quest:ons. Though I reckon most'a my answers'd shake out t' "Who's ask:n'?" and "What'cha offer:n'?"
K:d's tak:n' a damn nap. Almost felt my pusher stop.
Y'all know I a:n't snatch:n' up trolls w:lly n:lly, yeah? I do the jobs I'm pa:d for. A:n't no more'n that.
Reckon I oughta keep the glasses?
I a:n't much a gambl:n' man. But I'd bet good odds on t'n:ght.
Y'know. There a:n't a lot I wouldn't do fer the r:ght pr:ce. You go ahead n' make'a that what'cha w:ll.
A:n't no weapons us common folk can g:t our hands on that the fleet a:n't got at 30x the f:repower. Gave me a real good chuckle though.
How's a lowblood get t'be grown w:thout learn:n' how t'take :t on the ch:n, anyhow?
Ra:n's com:n' down hard ton:ght. Be refresh:n' :f the a:r weren't so damp.


















