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rome was good at hiding his emotions, too, but he didn't really feel any attraction to emma yet. they'd just met the cat, and rome didn't do the whole "love at first sight" thing.
but that was just rome and his demi-aromantic-ness.
the wolfdog blinked at emma. "i'm fairly new here myself," they began to say, "so i don't think i'm the best person to—all right, goodbye," they said a little irritably as miyu skedaddled out of the scene. ". . . well, as i said, i'm new," he continued, exhaling loudly, "but fine."[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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rome's head darted up and he was ready to fight something when he realized that all was well and none of his clanmates were in danger. the wolfdog glared at miyu, extremely irritated. "you're not falling," they said loudly, wrinkling their nose.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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romanpaw slid up, plopping himself down beside halfpaw. they looked up at emma. "i already met you," he said by way of greeting, moving onto his side. it was more comfortable that way.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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rome was sleeping peacefully under the shade of a tree, exhausted for some strange reason. maybe he'd heard a strange sound while walking around and ran away from it. maybe they got bitten by a flea and spent hours jumping around and trying to get rid of it. maybe he'd seen a rabbit and proceeded to give chase. whatever it was, romanpaw was tired, and romanpaw was sleeping.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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/ it's finE how do you have so much muse
romanpaw would have said something snarky at some point during miyu's elaboration, but he currently wasn't feeling very sarcastic. at least it was mostly about being amiable. affable. and that's only the a's (random book reference) they could do that.
he resisted the urge to pin his ears back when miyu asked about his name. damn backstories. "no, i just changed it. i wasn't romanpaw before." why romanpaw? short answer is: why the hell not?[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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rome didn't wake, but he did wrinkle his nose and try to cover it with a paw. plants were awful. meat was nice. they were a (wolf)dog after all. the carnivorous wolfdog grumbled unintelligibly to himself before rolling onto his side. damn cucumbers. damn plants. they'd take over the damn world if they let them.
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rome jumped at miyu's sudden appearance, hackles raised. he spun around to face miyu in his "battle position" before realizing there was no threat. "you scared me," rome stated, a little irritated. "no, there was nothing," they said shortly, too jumpy to be nice. so far, rome was proving to be easily annoyed, skittish, sometimes rude, and kind of an asshole. that was awful. someone needed to come and beat him up and make him not an asshole.
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/shall i make a thread for this
so rome can be an asshole tour guide[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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rome slipped up beside halfpaw, glancing at the liger beside him with a neutral expression, then turning his attention to lightningrider. "hello. romanpaw. welcome. he/they pronouns, thanks," the wolfdog said dully.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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okay, now this was the weirdest thing romanpaw had ever seen in his short life. a robot . . . thing . . . with six tails. rome slipped up beside miyu, staring at aradia. "i'm romanpaw," they said, looking the kitsune up and down with a freaked out expression on their face. "he/they pronouns. welcome to the enterprise."[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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rome let out a startled yelp at aradia's sudden appearance, jumping backwards. he was poised to run very far away when he realized there was no shiny sequoia-sized wyvern attacking, that it was just the robotic many-tailed thing that had recently joined. although that wasn't much of a reassurance, as aradia was fucking terrifying on her own. they glared at the kitsune robot and tried to smooth down the fur standing up along their spine.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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was that a goddamn fucking shitass knife. did it have shitfucking motherassing BLOODSTAINS on it. nope, she was freaking him out. she was going to give them a heart attack. "fucking christ . . ." romanpaw glanced at miyu and then proceeded to walk the fuck away. you're on your own, miyu.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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romanpaw, thankfully, wasn't the murdering type. he was more of the type to aVOID DEATH AT ALL AND EVERY COST EVEN IF IT MEANS SACRIFICING HIS FRIENDS. maybe that's why they were a slytherin. in fact, it was probably exactly why he was a slytherin. cunning, resourceful, ambitious . . . but, hey, those were good traits to have in some situations, riiiiiiiight?
ugh, fighting. rome wasn't fighting, nuh-uh. they'd rather be eaten by leeches. actually, that was awful, nevermind. he'd rather fight than have a leech get near him. but they'd also rather run away than fight. was he a skittish coward? yes. would they literally leave a friend to die? it depends on the situation.
it was kind of shitty of him, but he can't help who he was.
oh, nope, that was one for the swear jar, goddammit. two, now, actually. "copy that," rome said, stifling a sigh. god, they were sighing a lot, weren't they? "is that all, then?" the wolfdog prompted.
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see, his nickname was rome. that was one letter away from romeo. also, emma thought they were cute, although obviously rome didn't know that. someone should actually legitimately call him romeo. someone do it. please.
rome was waiting """"Patiently"""" for emma, so they could give her a tour. again, he was thinking that he was not the best person for tours, because he didn't know (almost) shit about the place. but whatever.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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it would have been hilarious. romanpaw would probably have dreamed of dolphins chasing after him on roller blades with a wicked smile on their clownlike faces, coming closer and closer until he could see only the whites of their beady little eyes . . .
except romanpaw did not know what dolphins or roller blades were.
so, instead, rome envisioned blurry monster charging at them, covered in sharp somethings, roaring loudly. try as he might, he could not escape, and woke up when the strange monster proceeded to bludgeon him to death.
"WHAT THE FUCK," the wolfdog yelped, rolling onto their paws and looking around wildly. that was when he saw miyu, sitting innocently beside him. "what. the. fuck," rome repeated slowly.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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romanpaw huffed, deeply annoyed by the whole situation. he could have been sleeping, dreaming about meat and nice things, but no, miyu had to wake him up. rome knew it was unfair of them to think that, as it hadn't been on purpose, but they could be a selfish bastard when they wanted to.
and they wanted to, right now.
"trees aren't alive, they don't throw people off," rome muttered darkly, still glaring at miyu. the wolfdog glanced from cat to robot as aradia floated over to miyu, looking as if she was going to climb the tree and kill him on the spot. rome considered leaving. then he sat down. it might be funny.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe.
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no threat on earth could force rome to befriend miyu, even if that threat was leeches. nasty, horrible leeches. anyway, the cat was too weird for rome to want to be friends with.
"i highly doubt that," the wolfdog said dryly. who on earth would make a passage underground?
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exactly. rome would be the double agent, would be that one guy to sell out his friends if it meant him getting away scot-free. maybe they'd feel a little guilty afterwards, but it meant they'd stay alive for longer, and not dying was always nice.
rome nodded. "all right. thanks."
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if rome hadn't been terrified of aradia, he might have laughed at the sight. it was another sign of their horrible, horrible assholeishness. will the assholeishness ever end. stay tuned for more assholeish romanpaw.
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