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youfartknocker[ His NV is propped up against a rock, a limp doll that has stains of something that could either be blood or alcohol (or a combination of both), recording the scene. He attempts to sneak up on the lion at the beach, bare feet moving surprisingly noiselessly against the sand. A little white and red ball is in his hand.
The Great Lion stands, overlooking the on-coming waves. His eyes are upon the horizon, a distant look coloring those tawny features. As of yet, he seems unaware of the one who aspires to catch him off guard. ]
Uh- you're mine, dude. Uh, huh huh.
[ He stands, chucking the ball at Aslan. It expands in mid-air, opening in anticipation to capture the lion in front of him.
The Lion turns his head, and when the ball strikes him between the eyes, it falls harmlessly to the ground. He does not move, merely stares and says nothing. ]
Uh- lame. Did these things, like, break or something? Uh, huh huh.
[ He walks towards Aslan to pick up the ball again.
This continues for a while. ]
The Great Lion stands, overlooking the on-coming waves. His eyes are upon the horizon, a distant look coloring those tawny features. As of yet, he seems unaware of the one who aspires to catch him off guard. ]
Uh- you're mine, dude. Uh, huh huh.
[ He stands, chucking the ball at Aslan. It expands in mid-air, opening in anticipation to capture the lion in front of him.
The Lion turns his head, and when the ball strikes him between the eyes, it falls harmlessly to the ground. He does not move, merely stares and says nothing. ]
Uh- lame. Did these things, like, break or something? Uh, huh huh.
[ He walks towards Aslan to pick up the ball again.
This continues for a while. ]
