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Posting the scene b/c both the "Let us take it from here" and that Glance from Grimbright really sells it

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I don't care what anyone says, he's my son now.

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"Can I hold him?" Nata curious about one of Grim's buggies? Nata curious about one of Grim's buggies.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Hm? You mean Rouge? ❞

He holds up his arm, the fiddlebrix presently perched on it moving her little wings in response to the movement. The hunter chuckling lightly as he uses his other hand to gently pet the giant kinsect,

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ She's one of my more friendly kinsects so, if you like. Hold out your arm and hold still so she can scuttle over. ❞

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Posting the scene b/c both the "Let us take it from here" and that Glance from Grimbright really sells it

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Looking back at the cutscene where they were trying to decide to use Nata's pendant or not, it's pretty damn clear the hunter made up their mind about slaying Zoh Shia long before they got down to the Dragontorch itself to use the pendant. For blog canon I know Grimbright certainly did, especially after that shared glance with the Allhearken. Everyone fighting over whether or not to stop the Dragontorch and disrupt the ecosystem vs saving the people and he's silent almost the entire time mapping out a game plan to slay Zoh Shia and how to make sure Alma and co aren't dragged down with him if the Guild disapproves.

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|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Quite. ❞

He snickers, just for a half second, before he focuses more on helping Alma to her feet. A soft "whoa!" leaving him as she stumbles and leans against his chest, arms wrapping around her to keep her from falling over.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Are you sure about that? ❞

There's a light rumble in his chest, but it could be covered by the hum he lets out a second later. Helping her get a little more steady on her feet as he answers,

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ It helps that I already have a decent sense of balance from my past work, and most times I'm not even touching the ground. Balance isn't as much of an issue as gravity is. ❞

A glance is spared at their surroundings, brows furrowed in thought. The camp wasn't too far, but it was still a decent walk and poor Alma was as steady on her feet as a newborn foal, so just supporting her would probably end with both of them falling on their faces. Besides, she's agreed to let him carry her, so...

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Alright, up we go now. ❞

He stoops down, looping an arm under her knees and wrapping the other around her back. Lifting her up bridal style and with little hesitation, continuing his stride towards camp.

"Very funny," Alma muttered with a good-natured roll of her eyes. Oh, she was totally gonna get him back for this later... somehow.

She made a show of mulling his offer over, but ultimately, she already knew being carried around would be at least marginally less embarrassing than this. So, with a defeated sigh, she reached up to grab his hand, unsteadily rising to her feet as she tried to keep herself upright.

"Okay, whoa... I got it!" she said, very much not having it. Her feet had almost no traction, making her slip and wobble like she was trying to stand on ice and forcing her to lean against Yavuz, lest she fall right over again. "Sheesh, I don't know how you handle doing this while fighting a monster at the same time..."

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|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Uhuh... You call it sexy, I call it efficient. ❞

That and he had to have a little bit of fun on the job, put old skills to use where he could. Though he could argue about his tactics later, right now there was the question of the Rathian- of Violet- who had just sniffed at him. He's almost tempted to reach forward and pet her nose- but he's not going to risk it unless Teddy offers or she bumps him first.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Hit me. I've seen and heard a number of long depressing stories... though not one that ends with having a Rathian by your side. ❞

"Whatever. It's unnecessarily sexy for what's supposed to be field work." He can hardly call it too flashy, though, because he's just as bad about that.

And then Violet does the good work of completely wrecking whatever Grimbright was about to say next, because she's gone and startled him out of his train of thought. Instead, he asks the same question just about everyone does when faced with Violet.

"Are you sure you wanna hear it? It's long and kind of depressing."

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going to hit some drafts here, and also resized the Monster hunter Grim icons b/c they look better if they're bigger

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|| 🦂 ||: ❝ I know. It's only something I have to think about constantly. ❞

Is he a little smug at her admitting he was right? Maybe, just a touch, enough that it shows in the little smirk on his lips. It doesn't linger long, replaced with a softer gaze- one usually not befitting his normal resting scowl... but Alma was one of the few who could see it, considering how long they'd worked together.

Which was another reason he was willing to offer to carry her, instead of keep bumping her around as if playing hocky.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ I've dealt with slippery. I've been bubbleblighted more times than I can count ever since mizutsune returned to the forest. I think I can handle it. ❞

Again he offers out his hand, waiting for her to take it.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Either I carry you, or I keep bumping you around with my glaive until we get back or this wears off. Up to you. ❞

"...you make a fair point."

Alma, to her credit, let Yavuz tease her for a bit, if only because she knew he was ultimately just messing around. She could argue, if only to be facetious, but she just didn't have the energy for it after this whole embarrassing debacle.

She glanced up at him in mild surprise at his offer, looking a bit flustered at the idea. Nervously, she tucked an errant lock of damp hair behind her ear.

"Ah... are you sure? I might, uh... be too slippery..."

That wasn't a no.

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say thank you bugs

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today's invertebrate........MY ARMY OF ISOPODS!

HAHAHAHAHA GET 'EM GIRLS

I have 150 of these pictures but tumblr only let's me send 30 so that sucks (pics from isopod.site)

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This is Armor Core 6 all over again.

But, to be fair. . .

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|| 🦂 ||: ❝ A Hunter- ❞

He starts, with a grin, tiptoeing along a log that was on the side of the path. He was enjoying this little walk all things considered, maybe a bit too much,

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ -Has a very limited number of pockets. I especially have to fly through the air when I fight, I can't be weight down with... let's see. ❞

The Pseudocath on his arm scuttles up to rest on his hand and he holds up his free hand to count,

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Antidotes, adamant seeds, herbal medicines, mega potions, regular potions, nulberries, rations, might seeds, various slinger ammo, mantles, binoculars, capture nets, traps, tranq bombs, all the equipment used to make barrel bombs, and cleansers? I have to limit what I bring otherwise it's supplies all over the place and some very very unhappy endemic life and a guild knight up my-- Well, you know. ❞

He chuckles then, stepping quickly so he's right next to her, offering a hand out to try to help her up,

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Besides, I'm prepared for any eventuality regarding monsters, not regarding handlers getting into bubble trouble. .... How about I carry you the rest of the way? It's not far, and it's better than sliding. ❞

It's a good thing no one else in Avis Unit was around to see this--she'd be so embarrassed. Come on, Alma, you're a professional! Can't even avoid a few bubbles...

Alma huffed through her nose as she was unceremoniously pushed along. "A Hunter should always be prepared for any eventuality, you know that." It was, at best, a hollow retort, but still.

"Ugh, here's hoping... my clothes are soaked..."

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He's doing his best to not laugh at his poor handler's predicament as she slowly slides along the forest path. Not trying to add insult to injury, but also trying to keep her safe, he's using the blunt almost paintbrush-like end of his insect glaive to gently bump her left and right to avoid wandering off the path near some endemic life, or sliding right into some poison cups.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ I didn't think you'd get so close to that Mizutsune. We were here for a oddly small Rathian, am I wrong? I have plenty of antidotes on hand though. ❞

He bumps her again with his glaive, just so she slides out of the way of bumping into a paratoad.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ I'm sure it'll wear off before we get back to camp. ❞

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Well, this was embarrassing. Poor Alma had gotten a little too close to a Mizutsune when it got into a sudden turf war with a wandering Doshaguma, and had been soaked in Bubblefoam for her troubles. Now, she was currently sliding, slowly, down the forest path on her backside, arms crossed in a huff and clothes soaked in bubbly liquid.

"...I cannot believe you forgot to bring Cleansers," she mumbled up at her Hunter.

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the other night me @bleedinghearth and @scorpionglaive were dishing out the tunes. then disaster struck.

bonus: our blorbos being cute

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|| 🦂 ||: ❝ Tch, please. ❞

He starts, crossing his arms and eyes rolling in his skull.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ It's a pole dance, not a strip tease. I'd have to take off my armor for that, and even you have to admit it was pretty damn effective at knocking that Rey Dau out of the sky that one time- ❞

Violet trudges up, and he nearly leaps out of his own skin. Thankfully keeping enough of his cool to not grab the glaive off his back. Fucking hell, right, Teddy also had his own monster.... That doesn't stop him from holding his hands up as she sniffs at him though. Lips pressed into a thin line until she's done.

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ ... Now that I've seen you in action a few times. I can imagine so... ❞

A deep breath in, before he clears his throat,

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ I don't think I've asked yet but... ❞

He points up at the Rathian,

|| 🦂 ||: ❝ What's the story here? ❞

"Listen, love, if you en't figured out by now that merit and madness go hand-in-hand, you're in the wrong line of work. And you, Mister Fancy Pants, can hardly talk, when you're all but doin' a bloody strip-tease on the back of a giant, angry bear-dog."

It's about then that Violet comes trundling up, in all her battle-worn, jade-green glory, bucking her head up as she sniffs at Grimbright, and then nibbling debris out from between her wing-spines. Not a care in the world, especially as Teddy reaches up to scratch up under her jaw and throat, summoning a pleased warble out of her.

"You'd have to try pretty bloody hard to set me on fire. Not to say it en't been done before, but it's a feat, hey?"