The Nonagon was currently doing something he was real good at. Sneaking into a place he shouldn't be and picking through belongings that he had no right to be picking through in the first place.
It was a simple desire he was trying to sate, one for food and sustenance. He didn't want to wait until he was supposed to eat and like hell did he want to have to eat a meal around other people. No, his was that of a private affair. Meal for one and all that.
Lucien, while simply wanting to satisfy the needs created by his eyes, found the chaos that was unfolding before him, far too entertaining to simply pass by. Opening a door to free more frogs, he even scooped a handful up and ushered them through some vents in the wall, y'know because he's just that kinda helpful guy.
That's when he heard you coming in, while he was midway sneaking back out of the kitchen with a pocket full of food that didn't belong to him. Catching your gaze amidst the madness unraveling, he gave his most innocent expression (which wasn't that innocent, let's be honest.) "Would ya look at that?" Came his thick, Irish accent, rolling off that silver tongue of his. "Good luck finding your Prince in this lot."
Repo Train: Team Three
You know who really didn't want to be on this team? That's right, the Purple Tiefling who was bringing up the rear of the group. Casual and without any try desire to be taking part, Lucien found himself a nice spot to stop and watch the rest of his team hard at work, unlike him.
It would have been nice for a heads up wouldn't it? Seeing as he saw the furry little things creeping around in the shadows, in and out of crates That was none of his business though was it? Heck, he even snapped off a part of a supply he was currently nibbling on, handing it out to one of the creatures, admitting those webbed little hands.
"I for one like them. Who are we to evict them? If life is smart enough to find a way on its own, should we really be interfering?" He's just stirring the pot, he's not exactly an advocate for their rights or anything.
Wildcard? (ooc: Bring your own scenario! I can go with the flow easily! Likewise, hit me up with a PM if you want to plot something specific? )
Lucien 👁 Critical Role
The Nonagon was currently doing something he was real good at. Sneaking into a place he shouldn't be and picking through belongings that he had no right to be picking through in the first place.
It was a simple desire he was trying to sate, one for food and sustenance. He didn't want to wait until he was supposed to eat and like hell did he want to have to eat a meal around other people. No, his was that of a private affair. Meal for one and all that.
Lucien, while simply wanting to satisfy the needs created by his eyes, found the chaos that was unfolding before him, far too entertaining to simply pass by. Opening a door to free more frogs, he even scooped a handful up and ushered them through some vents in the wall, y'know because he's just that kinda helpful guy.
That's when he heard you coming in, while he was midway sneaking back out of the kitchen with a pocket full of food that didn't belong to him. Catching your gaze amidst the madness unraveling, he gave his most innocent expression (which wasn't that innocent, let's be honest.) "Would ya look at that?" Came his thick, Irish accent, rolling off that silver tongue of his. "Good luck finding your Prince in this lot."
Repo Train: Team Three
You know who really didn't want to be on this team? That's right, the Purple Tiefling who was bringing up the rear of the group. Casual and without any try desire to be taking part, Lucien found himself a nice spot to stop and watch the rest of his team hard at work, unlike him.
It would have been nice for a heads up wouldn't it? Seeing as he saw the furry little things creeping around in the shadows, in and out of crates That was none of his business though was it? Heck, he even snapped off a part of a supply he was currently nibbling on, handing it out to one of the creatures, admitting those webbed little hands.
"I for one like them. Who are we to evict them? If life is smart enough to find a way on its own, should we really be interfering?" He's just stirring the pot, he's not exactly an advocate for their rights or anything.
Wildcard?
(ooc: Bring your own scenario! I can go with the flow easily! Likewise, hit me up with a PM if you want to plot something specific? )