"Meh, well then discard what I said. Onto the next slightly less encouraging thing- I believe in you, and that should be enough." Leo commented sweetly. "You just said I shouldn't have been this tall, now you're saying you didn't tell me for fun!? Rude." He squeaked, huffing at the same time. "I know, I am just SO good at keeping this up. It was hard, I tell you! Impossible, even!" He said dramatically. "OBVIOUSLY, I got SOOOO good at it that everyone TOTALLY believed me." He added in the same voice, then rolled his eyes with such extravagance it was almost painful. "But they are so ugly and plaaaain." He complained. "At least get them painted." He whined, crinkling his nose. (I read chlamydia SO friggin wrong xD. I read chla with the ch sounding like when you say cherries and my and in my cherries, and dia... well, my brain literally just screeched diva for some reason, so that's how I read it. It took my 10 MINUTES to figure out what it actually said xD) As Glory went off on a bunch of random weird slightly scary facts, Leo thought about how it was totally his fault that he now knew some of the students he had the pleasure of teaching were either mentally 3 or mentally sick. Sick sick. He made a face, a bit haunted at how he had personally trained Sophia Matthews in a fighting session, and wished he hadn't asked. He had been joking. Eughhh. (a LOT, why do you think I'm in this rp with you? XD. I am an early 2000s kid, but don't say I don't watch old tv xD. I just never had time for tv, even as a kid) "Never said it was gibberish." He answered with a smile- he thought it was amazing, but who ever cared what he thought? Certainly not anyone here. It was a pure miuracle he had even made it up to the general ranking, as really the only reason was all the service he had done. Not anything special- just being captured by Corrupted and capturing Corrupted so much that they had no choice. "You ain't ever gonna get something far worse than insufferable from me, m'lady." He joked with a grin, but it was true. He knew nothing would offend her, like, truly offend her, but he still wouldn't. "It's better for me when I know it, considering this is my ticket to not getting killed." He snorted, then sighed. "Yes, what a so very bleak existance I must've had." He drawled woefully. It was true, really- he had been literally ruined for life by the sun.. his eyes were wrecked and never worked right in bright light anymore, and he was a hair away from skin cancer ... sunburn sucked. As a kid, he'd run around shirtless 24/7, and he sunburnt so badly that he bled. Yes it gave him a tan that permanently stuck as it got burned into him for years, but it also shortened his lifespan considerably. Not that he would've lived long, anyway. "You scream in pain and hope that limb wasn't important?" He answered with a shrug. "I didn't get super stealthy, light footed, and agile for nothing. The very first time I hunted rattlesnake- I think I was four- I got bit. No idea how I lived. Hurt like hell. After that, I just decided to be faster and smarter than my prey. Though I do have to say, 20 percent of the population in my area died of rattlesnake bites, so of course my little brain is like hey, it must taste good! Tada, new food aquired." He snorted. Just as proof, he wiggled up his pant leg enough to show two snakebite scars on his calf, with blackened veins spiraling out and disappearing up his leg. "Neeever really healed." He commented. Even in that one spot, his leg was a spiderweb of scars. There were small scars, big scars, thin scars, thick scars, ugly scars, any type of scar you could think of. Just on his lower leg. "I think he'd mind, and no. Just because I have a certain gender doesn't mean the animal has to be the same- look at Mori."

(I have to resist the urge to just dump all my random knowledge on you xD

that's the most accurate thing I've seen all day xD)

Lieutenant Dwyer

"Slightly less? That's more than enough for me," Glory said, grinning. One person out of millions, and yet so long as he believed in her, she could try to be a Corrupted murderer, psych ward patient, detective, and then some. "Well duh, that's what I excel at: being rude and being annoying," She retorted. "Omg queen you SLAYYYED it, you're SUCH a vibe," She said, just about gagging over her own words. "Gurl, do you know how long paint lasts on my nails? Literal MINUTES. If you wanna paint 'em every half hour, be my guest, girlypop," Glory said, then looked at him sheepishly. Sometimes not knowing was better than knowing, especially regarding Sophia, as Glory had a feeling Leo's reaction was more about her than the bedwetter and the Teacher/Mom mixup. Or it was the bedwetter since Leo also was one. Probably not, though. "Yeahhh... though if it makes it any better, that one's just highly theorized, not totally confirmed," She said, then asked, "Can I tell you a secret?" She needed to know that he could keep totally silent about her little secret, otherwise it could be a huge mess for her. (Fair xD Just please tell me you at least know what Dukes of Hazzard is? >>;) "Well no, but it's in the name," Glory said. The Grandiloquent Guide to Glory's Gibberish... maybe Garbling instead? No, still not right. Eh, oh well. "Only a little worse?" She teased, grinning. There wasn't a single thing he could say to her that could ever offend her in the slightest, but ANY other person made a snide little remark? That's a guaranteed pulverizing. "Yeah, better for YOU, not me," She huffed, though he was right, it was like his 'get out of jail free' card. "Woe is you, M’eudail," She teased. (Funny, because the ingredients in sunscreen are more likely to cause skin cancer than the sun itself lol, most bottles have cancer warnings on them >>;) "God damn, I don't know how you didn't wind up with organ failure," Glory said, rather impressed. She would have fully expected a small child to die from such a bite. Even the adders in Scotland could be fatal to children despite their venom being less potent than rattlers. Usually, one's symptoms were pain, swelling, nausea, and dizziness, with severe cases being pretty uncommon. Dougal had in fact once killed one and scared the hell out of Glory. As he showed her the scar, she added, "Yeah, I see that. Looks like necrosis. Can you still feel it?" Rattlesnake bites tended to cause nerve damage, so she wouldn't be surprised if he'd lost some amount of feeling in his lower leg. She snorted and said, "Mori's just your feminity personified. Axl's the opposite."