03-17-2018, 09:06 AM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; color: black; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]Home. Wow, that was actually kind of weird, and really jarring - as if Venus couldn't quite grasp their stuffed mind around the concept that this dump was now home. Was it sobering? Melancholy? No, Venus had already pointed out the pros and cons to the formation of a group with Venus taking a starring role in, and in doing so found that the pros far outweighed the cons of the plan. So why the sudden second thoughts? Brushing these thought under the rug, ironically as the feline did so they heard an unfamiliar tone speak up and cautiously ask if anyone would like to join the larger dragon and his new home cleaning.
It was a foreign tone, but a familiar face - the man who called those towards him to join his cleaning session being one who Venus had spotted at the impromptu meeting Beck had called. The one that had seen the foundation of this Tanglewood. And as Venus's sapphire hues rested upon the dragon's form the inquires of the dragon buzzed around in the feline's mind for a moment as Venus pondered on whether or not to actually humour the boy and help him. Maybe. It was an obvious answer that Venus did not want to help him clean, but putting aside these baseless wants over needs Venus brought themselves to approach Ska'arq and flash him a polite greeting visage. "Sure, I'll help." So determined in their efforts to do the best cleaning in which the likes of this decrepit group had ever seen, the silvery hued Turkish Angora came to a complete standstill. Venus' mind soon became lost in a sea of clouded thoughts. "Uhh.. what should I do though? Preferable something less um, dangerous. Or dirty for that matter." Or anything really. As the feline's list of preferred things to not do grew, the feline was soon running out of things to help with in this radioactive swamp. Godspeed to Ska'arq and his problem-solving skills.
It was a foreign tone, but a familiar face - the man who called those towards him to join his cleaning session being one who Venus had spotted at the impromptu meeting Beck had called. The one that had seen the foundation of this Tanglewood. And as Venus's sapphire hues rested upon the dragon's form the inquires of the dragon buzzed around in the feline's mind for a moment as Venus pondered on whether or not to actually humour the boy and help him. Maybe. It was an obvious answer that Venus did not want to help him clean, but putting aside these baseless wants over needs Venus brought themselves to approach Ska'arq and flash him a polite greeting visage. "Sure, I'll help." So determined in their efforts to do the best cleaning in which the likes of this decrepit group had ever seen, the silvery hued Turkish Angora came to a complete standstill. Venus' mind soon became lost in a sea of clouded thoughts. "Uhh.. what should I do though? Preferable something less um, dangerous. Or dirty for that matter." Or anything really. As the feline's list of preferred things to not do grew, the feline was soon running out of things to help with in this radioactive swamp. Godspeed to Ska'arq and his problem-solving skills.