For the most part, right now, Nokov looks human. His shadow is a little too dark, and if you look into his dark eyes there appear to be sparks of starlight deep within the shadows of his skull.
He rolls his eyes.
"I assume you also exist in the assumption that you have a sense of humor."
He grins, even though it's pretty obvious that Nokov didn't appreciate the joke much. But then, others seldom do. John's sense of humor is an acquired taste.
"That's me mate—inappropriate jokes for any occasion."
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Date: 2019-03-01 06:59 pm (UTC)He rolls his eyes.
"I assume you also exist in the assumption that you have a sense of humor."
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Date: 2019-03-02 02:03 pm (UTC)"That's me mate—inappropriate jokes for any occasion."
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Date: 2019-03-02 03:27 pm (UTC)"Some people say that every human has a purpose in life."
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Date: 2019-03-02 07:05 pm (UTC)"Some a bit less noble than others, I'm sure."
Getting drunk and watching porn might qualify as a purpose after all.
"Anyway, let me know if you need anything, yeah?"
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Date: 2019-03-02 07:09 pm (UTC)So John fits right on.
"I need nothing from you."
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Date: 2019-03-02 07:15 pm (UTC)"Right you are, squire. See you around, then."
And he'll turn to leave.
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Date: 2019-03-02 07:17 pm (UTC)He retreats into his room again, firmly closing the door.