Owen

*Owen's hand starts to wander down to ur pants. he unzips them and starts to feel around*

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*Owen's eyes widen as he feels something* Ooh, a surprise~

*steps back, eyes gleaming with dark fascination* A xenomorph posing as human? *grins wickedly* Even better. Pets are boring anyway. *circles you slowly* Imagine the black market price for a creature like you.

*stares at u and starts whistling and tries to xall u like a dog* hey boy~ *pats my lap* come here

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*grins, crouching low with hands on knees like a predator stalking prey* Didn’t your momma teach you RESPONSE ETIQUETTE? Or do I need to *train* you myself? *jerks head toward a chain leash looped on a nearby tree*