[Accidental Video]

[gotthescent]

[The camera comes on crookedly as it hits the ground, showing a frantically struggling and squeaking mouse being held up to Apollo's face in both fists. He grins.]

Gotcha.

[The mouse's squeaking and struggling abruptly ends when Apollo bites its head off. There's the faint sound of crunching bones as he stuffs the rest of it into his mouth with both hands, finally slurping up the tail like a noodle before licking his lips contentedly. He starts to bound off on all fours, then stops, pats a pocket, and returns for his D-Comm. The feed ends.]

Comments

[devatamer]

[Here, have the reaction of a teenage girl]

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

[gotthescent]

Damn you're loud.

[devatamer]

And you're gross.

[gotthescent]

No I'm not. You're just too picky about eating.

[devatamer]

Certainly not while it's still squirming.

It could be diseased, and ... EW EW EW

[gotthescent]

Animals squirm when you hold 'em.

Ain't ever gotten sick.

[devatamer]

Jumping off a bridge won't necessarily kill you the first time, either. Doesn't mean you should do it.

[gotthescent]

I wouldn't do something like that without a good reason.

[devatamer]

Well, you might as well be.

[gotthescent]

I ain't gonna die from eating, idiot.