OOC: +5
The male went into a speel about how if the raccoon got hurt, it'd be Cotl's fault. The male let a coy grin pass his lips. Ich bet it vould be me too. Cook him up for dinner. Cotl teased the other, his tone and grin didn't match though, one being serious while the other hinted as a joke, or sarcasm. Cotl didn't know if he was serious or not either, simply because it probably would be his fault if the rat was hurt in any way. If not, then lucky him. He'd still have to deal with the bitching of Cassius because the kid would immediately come to him anyways. Cotl might as well just care about the little bastard so Cassius wouldn't bitch. Pfft. He might as well do it, but that didn't mean it was going to happen. The male twitched as the other male told him that Gadget would be joining them. Cotl turned his back to the other male. The shorter Imaginifer walked in front of his chocolate hued friend. If Cassius could be called a friend. Cotl would call him a comrade. A friend....It was pushing it, but maybe a few more talks with the fickle man would be enough to call the man a friend.
The other male explained that he knew what the herb was. Cotl hadn't been to this "Louisiana" before, nor had he heard of it since he hadn't spent too much time navigating where he was going when he left Germany. He just simply found a boat and got on it with his guitar and his tattoo gun. The gun was lost, but his guitar made it. The gun was replaced in Halifax though, where he found one in a shop. Lucky lucky man he was. Anyways, Cotl had led the male out of the garage and towards the greenhouse. He turned his maw back towards the other male so he could hear him talk. My sisters grew die plants -STUPID FUCKING BITCH FACED WHORES-in die Spring und Summer, early Fall. It gets too cold after avhile in Germany. the male commented, his throat clearing roughly as the male walked towards the greenhouse still.
Cotl rattled the jar of seeds in his hand for a few seconds. He looked off to the right to see his stallion trotting over to him. Cotl stopped walking and stood there confidently as the trotting horse came to a stop in front of him. Maschine gave a nicker to his master and he pushed his nose into the male's outreached hand. Now dis ist a buddy.-FICK- the male spoke to the other, petting the horse's head. He turned to Cassius before he again started to move towards the greenhouse and once the two were up to the greenhouse door (the stallion slowly following behind the three other males [including gadget]; curious of what they were doing) Cotl had opened the door and walked in. He pointed back at the stallion. Maschine, You're too big. he spoke to the horse, which he expected it to get the point. Maschine turned to the long grasses that were around the greenhouse and started to nibble it boredly.
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