Stopping right before the doorway, Cliffjumper almost threw himself at the wall beside the door and crossed his arms, staring down at the floor.
"I--- I don't fraggin' know all right? But this scrap ain't... I can deal with strange stuff, whatever, but... This ain't just slaggin' strange this is... I can't deal with this." To illustrate (though rather opaquely) what he meant, Cliffjumper gestured in front of him, hands waggling loosely in no particular pattern.
Hunching up a little, Cliffjumper grimaced.
"I don't want to have to deal with this, this ain't... I can't touch it, right? But I don't wanna have it fraggin' well happenin' again either."
The other thing he had to deal with was, while annoying and sort of unsettling when he first found out about it, at least far more... physical. Tangible, and far easier to understand, deal with and have it dealt with.
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Date: 2014-04-27 09:32 pm (UTC)"I--- I don't fraggin' know all right? But this scrap ain't... I can deal with strange stuff, whatever, but... This ain't just slaggin' strange this is... I can't deal with this." To illustrate (though rather opaquely) what he meant, Cliffjumper gestured in front of him, hands waggling loosely in no particular pattern.
Hunching up a little, Cliffjumper grimaced.
"I don't want to have to deal with this, this ain't... I can't touch it, right? But I don't wanna have it fraggin' well happenin' again either."
The other thing he had to deal with was, while annoying and sort of unsettling when he first found out about it, at least far more... physical. Tangible, and far easier to understand, deal with and have it dealt with.