>He stumbled over to one of the many shower curtains, fingers tapping against Asuka's head imprint casually. Whipping a set open, he sat at the edge of the tiny bench in the corner and prepared to endure a hopefully short, but enjoyable gurgly end of his former wife.
>On the other side of the locker room, the door slid open and in stepped Gabriel Muttingson, intent on simply changing into his school outfit, and proceeding to travel to his apartment to rest until he was needed. He noticed Asuka's plugsuit sprawled on the floor, giving it an empty gaze before opening his own locker. Scott tried to remain motionless, muffling a moan from the little movements his first meal made. Peeking out from the opening of the curtain, Gabe was pulling his tighty whities on, his rear prominently bigger than Scott's. The boy started to drool and wondered if he could secure his catch now with a few words from behind the curtain. If he asked Gabe to wait for him in the lobby, chances are he'd stay put until NERV closed. The curtain was all that was hiding his deed, but he didn't need to see him to listen, right?
>"Gabe..." Scott called out in a restrained, gentle voice. He hugged his stomach to prevent any sudden movements from Asuka. Gabe flinched as the boy unexpectedly revealed his presence in the room, but he quickly returned to his neutral emotional state.
Juan Perry
One of these days i just gotta draw myself getting sandwiched by mahirus legs
Hey Charafag, I'll give a piece of advise: stop referring to the characters as "the (adjective) (noun)" or whatever. I've seen a lot of writers do this shit, and personally I find it awkward. There's much better ways to write your dialogue tags. >Gabriel Muttingson Oh fuck, did he just dox Gabe?
Noah Collins
>"Scott?" Gabe looked around for the boy, finding nothing. "Where are you?"
>"I'm in the shower..." Scott saw his shadow start to approach the curtain. "W-wait! I'm...not dressed!" he quickly added. Gabe's silhouette halted and turned back as he returned to fastening his undies. After a few awkward seconds, he broke the silence. "Is there something you need?"
>"...Actually, yes. I need to discuss something important concerning /waifu/..." Scott jumped to the one field of knowledge he's be comfortable assisting him with. "Can you wait in the lobby for me?"
>Gabe continued dressing, leaving the boy in suspense on if his buttbuddy was going to fall right into his hands, and hopefully his mouth soon after. He started to imagine how the enigmatic poster would react to being eaten by the boy he might've considered a friend, remaining unsure if he'd accept such a bizarre end or reveal a deeply hidden fight-or-flight instinct.
Austin Cooper
I might have been hyping myself up by saying i was a good artist... Im really enjoying the thread btw
>"Understood." Gabe responded after tucking his shirt in. "Do you know why Pilot Soryu's plugsuit is on the floor?"
>"N-No, it was there when I arriURRRP" Scott clasped his mouth shut at the gaseous interruption, terrified of how Gabe would react. His stomach tightened further from the release, robbing Asuka of more space and oxygen. Her struggles began anew as Scott tried to contain them.
>"I suggest you alter your diet, Scott." Gabe lectured passively before briskly walking out of the room, thankfully unaware. Scott chuckled at the lecture, knowing full well he had no intention of changing back to a regular cuisine. The steel spectre would come to understand that, first hand.
>The 15-year-old breathed a sigh of relief as his forthcoming dish left the room, his focus shifting back to the angry morsel packed tight in his belly. By now, the gurgly symphony of the acids pumping into the chamber blocked out most of Asuka's dwindling threats. Scott had to admire the girl's determination, but he was still more than glad to be the one to be the last witness and judge of Asuka's pointless rage.
