B A S S A M
GUILDLESS || 360 WORDS || THEME: YUNG BRATZ
Bassam stood silently stretching, his form bounced up and down as he readied his body. It seems it was just him and big sis today, she seemed ready... Or did she, Bassam could never properly read her. She was different from the others, yet she still had everything a Bahamut needed.
Was she crazy, yes absolutely batshit. Could she fight, oh boy never ask her this question to her face or you'll get a quick answer to the face. Rather several quick answers as Delancy and Ydris pull her off of you... Bassam shuddered as he thought back quickly getting back to the task at hand. Wait why was he stretching again? He had totally forgot when the thoughts of his sister flooded his mind...
OH YEAAAH! They were suppose to kill some people... They were always suppose to kill some one or something or both. It was a usual Bahamut thing and by now Bassam had been long use to it. He looked to Ros...wait where was Ros? She certainly had to help him do some killing. What did she think she was gonna get out of an old fashioned Bahamut murder spree? Hell no! Not if Bassam had any say so in it. Putting on his big boy pants figuratively and literally because to be completely honest Bassam was still very much bottom half naked.
He stomped around their establishment or rather their old broken down home no on ever bothered to check for highly active low level criminals on the start up. He had decided to yell and yell he was gonna do. Cocking his head back his hands perched right beside either side of his mouth as he inhaled sharply then practically exhaled his thoughts.
"Ross we have to fu-ricking gooooo!!" Okay maybe Bassam didn't yell, it was more like a loud whisper as he walked around in hopes that she heard it.
Once he thought about how there was no one here to pull her off him he shuttered mid inhale and chickened out. But don't blame him if your big sister was really 2 people then you'd be fucking scared of them too okay!
Was she crazy, yes absolutely batshit. Could she fight, oh boy never ask her this question to her face or you'll get a quick answer to the face. Rather several quick answers as Delancy and Ydris pull her off of you... Bassam shuddered as he thought back quickly getting back to the task at hand. Wait why was he stretching again? He had totally forgot when the thoughts of his sister flooded his mind...
OH YEAAAH! They were suppose to kill some people... They were always suppose to kill some one or something or both. It was a usual Bahamut thing and by now Bassam had been long use to it. He looked to Ros...wait where was Ros? She certainly had to help him do some killing. What did she think she was gonna get out of an old fashioned Bahamut murder spree? Hell no! Not if Bassam had any say so in it. Putting on his big boy pants figuratively and literally because to be completely honest Bassam was still very much bottom half naked.
He stomped around their establishment or rather their old broken down home no on ever bothered to check for highly active low level criminals on the start up. He had decided to yell and yell he was gonna do. Cocking his head back his hands perched right beside either side of his mouth as he inhaled sharply then practically exhaled his thoughts.
"Ross we have to fu-ricking gooooo!!" Okay maybe Bassam didn't yell, it was more like a loud whisper as he walked around in hopes that she heard it.
Once he thought about how there was no one here to pull her off him he shuttered mid inhale and chickened out. But don't blame him if your big sister was really 2 people then you'd be fucking scared of them too okay!
NOTES
BASSAM IS SOOO READY!!! @ros
Last edited by Bassam on 31st December 2018, 11:15 am; edited 1 time in total