ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ

ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ;— ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴠᴇʀsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ. ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ. sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀs. ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ: #ᴊᴀᴄɪɴᴛʜ ᴍɪɴᴅ ʀᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ? #OpenRP

❛ . . . Red is back? Joy. . . Why couldn’t have been Purple or Yellow? ❜

❛ Hm—, Earth seems rather quiet this year. I wonder what happened. ❜

Fantastic, the humans are celebrating another rotation around the sun.

Tonight’s a night for violent urges.

Prod’s @ASpoiledBat with a single finger.

❛ It’s older technology; I’m not struggling, I’m just. . . Not finding the right tool. ❜ He’d reply, a soft yawn escaping ever so slightly.

❛ I have it under control, you’re supposed to be relaxing. ❜ His voice almost echoed as he called out to her.

He’s silently working away; he hated this, he hadn’t worked on this since the 70’s, but now? Now he had to fix this bloody thing.

Busying himself with some repairs that had been long overdue, he’d let her wander off to do as instructed.

❛ Good, that’s all I ask. ❜ Withdrawing a smaller box containing tools, he’d move back toward the tight knit cockpit before slipping beneath the controls.

A shrug would be given as he’d begin to occupy his attention with a crate. ❛ . . . Go relax. That’s your mission, that’s your purpose. ❜

❛ Perhaps. ❜ He had been on this planet so long and still had no concept of most things, but that didn’t concern him.

❛ Well, I suppose since the Ranger’s aren’t around, we’re entitled to a break. ❜ He’d huff, frame moving through the narrow interior of his ship.

Nodding slowly, he’d continue the gentle scratching before lowering his hand to his side. ❛ . . . Fascinating. ❜

❛ I am well aware of your. . . Difficulties, but at least you survived unlike the other Psycho Rangers. ❜

❛ So I see. Let’s hope that remains to be true. ❜ A quiet hum escapes as he merely lets the woman as if she were a dog.

❛ Zee, it’s pleasant to see you still around. ❜ Fingers began to comb through her hair idly.

Good, a hand gently pats her atop the head. She is learning.

Nudges. @iinferorum

He’s done hibernating—.