“But, since Janus here vouched for you…you may stay.” He’ll have to have Janus talk with them about that - it won’t do to have drifters who snarl at people. “There is no need to get riled up over it,” he reassures. Logan frowns at that, ears pressing flat against his head. “So, can we stay?” Lover Raised By A Beast cocks their head to the side, lip curled to threaten. It’s a cadet kind of blue, the color of a fluttering beetle’s shell. Logan allows his scales to shift in color, from a calm, apathetic dark blue to a resigned, less saturated tone. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way,” they bow, allowing Logan to graze his claws gently against the back of their neck, murmuring a claim. You can keep them, but they are yours, Janus. He looks to the pair of aliens, who have started tussling, trading heavy blows - and even bites at one point - but shaking off even the most well-dealt strikes with stubborn endurance. He looks at Janus, glowing with a faint but earnest kind of fondness. Logan shuts off his hearing when the aliens start shrieking. “Are you suggesting I deepthroat a ? Kinky.” “And you couldn’t sing if a dusted all over your throat!” “ - and you’re supposed to be the better ! I bet you couldn’t dance your way out of a parchment container - you inherited two left feet!” That the in-ship translator does not bother to decipher.īuilder thumps Lover over the head, angrily tweeting and squawking all the while. Lover Raised By A Beast then proceeds to let out a stream of chattering wails… Then Builder Raised By A Beast yelps out again, lying in a pile of groaning limbs. Not freeloaders…more like unexpected workers.” “Could help! We’ve got money to pay with, things to offer, services. “So I,” they peel back their lips to expose crushing molars and dull-prick fangs. You know uh…that guy right there,” the alien gestures at Janus. “We can do work, too! I saw you only have yourself and…like that guy. I apologize but you will simply have to leave.” “Our ship does not have the room nor the accommodations for you. “Freeload!” Builder Raised by a Beast chirps happily before Lover Raised by a Beast thumps them over the head. “Hello! I am and this is ! We’re here so we can - ” One of them, taller and darker and clad in white cloth with lush gold trim and a soil-red sash, speaks. Logan lets loose a questioning whistle, only to be utterly flabbergasted as two odd aliens break into the room. “They are drifters, plural,” they reaffirm. “Oh, I’m sorry? Did I give you the impression you had a choice?” Janus smirks an awful smirk, scales flushing a smug purple-grey. “If I were to disregard my own rules at any convenient time, this ship would be governed by anarchy and disarray rather than reason.” “….I don’t suppose you can relax on policy just this one time.” A pair of hatchmates - parentless, so presumably not too young - and with money to spare,” Janus hums, scales taking on a greedily gold shine. “We have had that policy for more than a year.” Plus, he thinks but does not say, the last time I took in a drifter, you never left. “…we do not take care of drifters,” Logan points out. “Logan, we have…” Janus says, scales shifting from a dulled tone to a sickeningly smug one. Humans Are Space Orcs Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 3432 Chapters: 4/? Comments: 10 Kudos: 64 Bookmarks: 8 Hits: 563 Human Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders.Human Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders.Deceit | Janus Sanders is Bad at Feelings.Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders.Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders/Logic | Logan Sanders.Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders & Logic | Logan Sanders.Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders/Deceit | Janus Sanders.Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders & Deceit | Janus Sanders.Deceit | Janus Sanders & Logic | Logan Sanders.Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders & Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders.
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