[these two wrestle and argue for a bit longer before the half-a-braincell head nudges at both of them and they realize the three of them are alone. they sit back up on their haunches and -- yep, meryl has just straight up walked away.
after some hesitation (and a little bit more bickering), they follow on four legs, because it's much easier to balance in this form. the eventual distance they call out from is respectable -- livio doesn't want her to feel pursued, or something.]
Um, Miss Stryfe, beg yer pardon -- ?
[should she choose to acknowledge them, livio's head is tucked down sheepishly, and razlo is pouting like a scolded child.]
no subject
after some hesitation (and a little bit more bickering), they follow on four legs, because it's much easier to balance in this form. the eventual distance they call out from is respectable -- livio doesn't want her to feel pursued, or something.]
Um, Miss Stryfe, beg yer pardon -- ?
[should she choose to acknowledge them, livio's head is tucked down sheepishly, and razlo is pouting like a scolded child.]