>>20147010>[As soon as the girl with the shiny hat looks at her, Cactus prepares to lunge and maybe bite off those exposed, fleshy bits. But... she doesn't.]Instead, Cactus sinks back to sit on her knees in this puddle of pool water and blood, and listens intently to the hymns sung by this shiny-headed angel. Cactus nods along at mention of various people and situations, becoming quite animated at the mention of the Clusterfork. She reigns herself in with a soft 'oh' and continues to watch and listen, enthralled by the prose on offer.
huuhhh
nobel castuc me?
ooooooh, yeah yea hey eyhey eayehaey ah
you wnt ot ba stgorner
yerah ye ayhe aye yea--
>[The Cactus pauses again at mention of the drink. She has not had a chance to sample the beverages, as believe it or not many of the wait staff were not keen to approach her for some reason. Maybe next time.]more more more more more
tell eme moorre
