[ He thought it was a good idea to get away from Cerb. After all, he could barely think of anything on Cerb with all the drugs they kept pressing on him--drugs that normally shouldn't have even affected him, but his powers seem to have gone off-kilter here. They're not gone, but they aren't responding to him the way he's used to either.
Archer isn't so sure anymore that coming to this place was a good idea. He's already kissed three inquisitive Tiriseans so that Rin didn't have to for her food, and he's not entirely sure Rin's happy that he made that choice for her. So now he's paid another kiss (this one a little too lingering for his tastes, not that he liked the other ones either) in order to get a tour inside the dead sea monster, hoping that'll get him away from these sex-crazed bastards long enough to think and start figuring out their language.
So now he can be found a little off the path of the tour, lingering by that one graffitoed wall, one hand tracing over it, his mouth occasionally moving slightly, as he tries to put together these words with the ones he's heard and pull some sense out of all of them. ]
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Archer isn't so sure anymore that coming to this place was a good idea. He's already kissed three inquisitive Tiriseans so that Rin didn't have to for her food, and he's not entirely sure Rin's happy that he made that choice for her. So now he's paid another kiss (this one a little too lingering for his tastes, not that he liked the other ones either) in order to get a tour inside the dead sea monster, hoping that'll get him away from these sex-crazed bastards long enough to think and start figuring out their language.
So now he can be found a little off the path of the tour, lingering by that one graffitoed wall, one hand tracing over it, his mouth occasionally moving slightly, as he tries to put together these words with the ones he's heard and pull some sense out of all of them. ]