silicone | 🎧 homophonic | pcs

[ rolling a sad gutter ball to some oontz oontz oontz and just throwing his hands up in the air. ]

Bowling shouldn't be that hard.

[ a tiny white stoat just squeaks sadly at him. ]

[Rang is currently loitering under the Single Tree in this park, one hand placed on the trunk as he just Casually Lounges, as all foxes do.

His eyes track the movements of everyone else passing by, and for once -- is silent. at least, until Eiden comes by to presumably join him? Or walk by? Either way, Rang frowns as he draws nearer --]

I was here first.

[this is his tree eiden >:(!!! get your own >:(!!!!]

[hi eiden, rang will wave like they're not emotionally exhausted from the previous 9 hours. he seems as unruffled as ever, though he's still wearing his dirty coat.]

That was close.

[for him? for everyone??? maybe all of the above]

[i was gonna put them in church so they can find god but this idea is funnier,

a gondola will slowly pass by and coast to a stop near the canal. rang is seated on it, shades on, lounging on it like one of those french girls.

he lifts his shades to look at Eiden,]

Feel free to join me, if you like.

[Rang is seated at a park bench in the park, his gaze is afar -- focused on something in the distance. as eiden passes by, he speaks up]

If you're gonna die, then at least do it properly.

[ where the hell is this fox. where is here. eiden is going to find him wherever he is, hands shoved into his pockets. when he does, wherever this rat is (besides a warehouse) he will just beeline it to him. ]

Hey. You see someone to heal you yet?

[ considering y'all just fuckin went at it in the jonasseum. there's quiet concern in his voice as he kind of clenches fingers into his palms in his jacket now. ]

[fcking LAUGHS IN BITES

anyway maybe eiden is having a nice meal at top pate, because rang slides into the seat across from him like he was meant to be there. his weird ass emotions overfloweth, in that he feels a lot like a cat that's just seen a cute mouse, layered over an ever-present sense of boredom and general apathy. normal emotions an immortal would have,]

Do you need help?

[with... WHAT]

[ eiden leaves him on read in public and texts him privately, telling him where he is - which is deep inside the jungle of numerous ikea displays. his eyes are currently sweating a lot, and by sweating, i mean crying, but the minute he hears footsteps, he will quickly push his hands into his eyes.

very small as he glances out of the side of his eye at rang. ]

Hi. What's up.

[well!! that happened!!!! rang is watching the sweet theory members depart, his eyes are on libby the entire time as eli takes her wherever she needs to go,

the vibe here is. unfortunately. very bloodthirsty, and murderous]

[ focusing on his pin while sitting in a pile of wildflowers by a tree. ]

Hey, ring ring. Rang, you there?

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