09-17-2017, 04:47 PM
[align=center][size=8pt]After getting permission, he wasn't sure he wanted to do it. He hated talking in front of people, let alone a hoard of people who apparently hated him. He sighed, fiddling with the list he had in his fingers. He had to get some of this stuff done, at least. Make these little idiots work; stupid kids. Dogs were so much easier to handle and actually feel any possible affection for. He wasn't sure what Moksha saw in being patient with the little shits. What Moksha saw in protecting them, in trying to even care for them. In Advay's mind, all kids were good for were taking advantage of good will, being useless, and fighting back just because they can. They took love and affection and stepped on it. Dogs didn't do that. Animals didn't do that.
"W-weekly tasks," he called out blandly, eyebrows furrowed down at his paper. He had plenty of things on the list for people to go about doing. He was standing in front of the Cosco, recently closed off to everyone except for Wolfbite, and at times Advay so he could organize and replenish supplies.
"W-weekly tasks," he called out blandly, eyebrows furrowed down at his paper. He had plenty of things on the list for people to go about doing. He was standing in front of the Cosco, recently closed off to everyone except for Wolfbite, and at times Advay so he could organize and replenish supplies.
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