Damian/Quotefest

"I don't care if it eats cute little duckies, it doesn't have a *mouth*!" Damian insists, "WHERE IS IT PUTTING THE FOOD?!" A second longer of staring, and finally Damian cant take it any more. They are all in mortal fucking danger standing right here, any moment now one of those monsters is going to notice them out there, not being nearly soggy enough, whip out hidden beaks filled with razor sharp glass cutting teeth and come out and turn them all into jam! Brave man that he is, he doesn't run screaming from the aquarium, but attempts to rescue at least one friend. Rescued right into deeper aquarium territory! Poor tactiphobic Lian is suddenly picked up around her middle and Damian hauls ass down the soothingly lit hallway further into the place. "You uh-- you sure you wanna be um-- doin' that, Damian?" Petra calls out after him, giving one more glance toward the eldritch horror in the tank before following along at a more sedate pace. She looks like she expects Liane to freak out. Liane achieves bad ass successes on her Willpower roll <OOC> Petra says, "Wowzers." <OOC> Liane says, "o.o whoa." <OOC> Liane says, "Hot damn Damian. You've got some kickass luck." <OOC> Damian says, "Thank you for not bursting into zulu form and killing me :)" O.o! O.o! O.o! Petra explaining: "And Joel is like, social lubricant. He knows *EVERYONE*. I know you're going to protest that he doesn't know YOU. Well let me assure you, he DOES, you just don't know it yet!" Emitted: Joel's like *some* kinda lubricant, any way. One of those ones you get for what you think is a good price where you go, "Heeeeey, this isn't cherry flavored at ALL!"