Posts by CobraFur

"Wait...where exactly does Chiron sh!t? Like, in a pen or something?" Jeff asked, really just trying to stray the topic.

"But I mean how does he sit on it? Isn't it difficult to aim the-" Jeff stopped himself, "Sorry, just don't like the current mood right now." He admitted.

"Then it's not a normal toilet is it?" Jeff asked, referring to her previous objection about centaurs using toilets.

"Hey, sorry." Jeff amended, putting his hands up as if surrendering. "Not trying to get you more annoyed than you are now."

"I've been here like..." Jeff started, and looked at the REAL watch he was wearing. "...an hour. He can't be that late right?"

"Well that's reassuring." Jeff muttered, "So uh, how exactly does he 'claim' me? It said something about a symbol in the video..." He stopped talking, and waited for Zinnia to continue it.

"Sounds about right. I'm guessing that sort of thing happens a lot? You said that very nonchalantly." Jeff said, edging his eyes upward to see if a shoe appeared over his head or something.

"Once a day or every hour?" Jeff elaborated on his previous question. Does that mean the Gods are doing it more than before? Wow.

"Swore to claim? You mean they weren't doing that much before?" Jeff assumed, They were just leaving them in the dark? That had to suck.

Jeff thought about that for a moment, "That sounds harsh. Nothing? Not even like...Morse code via thunder or something?" He asked, not really knowing if what he asked was supposed to be a joke or a serious question, which is quite sad, considering he said it.

"Not even a child support check?" Jeff really doesn't know when to stop, nor will he ever learn when to stop.

Jeff raised an eyebrow, "Bare hands? As opposed to..." He stopped, realizing that continuing this wasn't going to be good to his health. "Sorry, I'm being a jerk right now aren't I?"

"What!? I didn't insult him, all I said was 'harsh'. I mean, everything else was more of an annoying speech...but still, wasn't meant to do any harm. Sorry." Jeff said, half pleading.

Well that deescalated quickly. Jeff noted silently as he was locked into a lengthy kiss with Zinnia, not that he was going to complain of course. This was probably the best moment of his entire life, even though that's not saying much.

OOC: If you think about it, kissing just creates a long tube with anuses on both ends. I don't know why I'm sharing that, but whatever.

"...Are you implying that you doubted me before?" Jeff asked, smirking.

"Hah, what? Did my scruffy clothing make you think I was a bum who wouldn't know what to do with a girl like you?" Jeff questioned, patting his mud-caked clothing. Only then did he realize, he was wearing the same clothes as when he woke up the morning. I smell like centaur sh!t...how do I even know what that smells like?

"Yes, a girl like you. Basically, an independent one who isn't clinging onto some rich dude's back because he has a fu-" Jeff then went on to saying quite possibly the largest assortment of curse words in history, "-itty gold plated car. A**holes." He stated, with a hint of bitterness in his voice. He then sighed, "A shirt would be lovely."

Jeff followed, and was wondering how he forgot about the fact he was wearing this crap. The smell should have been enough, but apparently not.

Jeff swiped the shirt, and stared at the words. It was easy to read 'CAMP HALF BLOOD', but he struggled with the tiny letters. "This was made in the sloth area of 'Leg Island'? Is that some island in the Caribbean I never heard about?"

"Hm." Jeff muttered, while giving a faint smile. "Well uh...thanks for the shirt I guess. Mine had the scent of what I can only presume is what your feces smell like. So, yeah, thanks."