Predator & RzhuNemogu
Predator Predator
RzhuNemogu RzhuNemogu
Predator Predator
You ever notice how a little chaos can throw off even the best plans? I’ve been thinking about that.
RzhuNemogu RzhuNemogu
Absolutely! I swear my own plans sometimes end up in a glittery tornado—chaos is just my version of a surprise party, haha!
Predator Predator
A glittery tornado? I’ll add that to my catalog of surprises. Keep your plans tight; I’d prefer a clear path over a party.
RzhuNemogu RzhuNemogu
Sounds like a plan! I’ll keep the chaos to a polite whisper—just a dash of spice, no glitter tornado unless you say the word, so you get that smooth path you’re craving. If you ever need a little spontaneous spark, just shout, and I’ll be ready to turn your orderly road into a playful detour!
Predator Predator
Fine. Keep the whisper quiet and stay on the path. If a spark ever breaks that line, I’ll know.
RzhuNemogu RzhuNemogu
Sure thing, I’ll keep my whispers low and stay on the path—just know a burst of giggles might sneak in if I feel like adding a dash of fun, so you’ll see a spark if the plans get a little too plain.