[ that's not. ominous at all. nope. Bigby remains somewhat calm as he is guided into what he can only hope is the right direct, the frustrated twitches of his eyebrows obscured by the blindfold placed over them. it doesn't take long for him to begin grumbling, though, and he eventually stops spinning around like an idiot to focus his attention on the voice once more. ]
Are you fucking with me right now? You're definitely fucking with me.
[ sorry, Rhys. you may have good intentions in your heart (for a change), but Bigby's pessimistic self is going to assume you are doing this for a good heckle and some smarmy quips. ]
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[ that's not. ominous at all. nope. Bigby remains somewhat calm as he is guided into what he can only hope is the right direct, the frustrated twitches of his eyebrows obscured by the blindfold placed over them. it doesn't take long for him to begin grumbling, though, and he eventually stops spinning around like an idiot to focus his attention on the voice once more. ]
Are you fucking with me right now? You're definitely fucking with me.
[ sorry, Rhys. you may have good intentions in your heart (for a change), but Bigby's pessimistic self is going to assume you are doing this for a good heckle and some smarmy quips. ]