Sir Velociroarptor and Kitchen Shenanigans, Part 1

-*- amythestCarnivore Chirr.
-*- amythestCarnivore There's a tiny purple raptor on the co--
-*- amythestCarnivore Um.
-*- whisperingNightterror chirp
-*- KnightStrider welp.
-*- amythestCarnivore One of the many couches in the living room.
-*- KnightStrider do I eat it?
-*- whisperingNightterror /yes/!
-*- amythestCarnivore But sssssh, it's sleeping.
-*- KnightStrider you sound a liiiittle too enthused about that Nova.
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-*- amythestCarnivore Look at it, all curled up on the couch with itty bit snout poking out and its leetle tiny tail wrapped around it.
-*- amythestCarnivore It's the cutest deadly predator you've ever done seen!
-*- KnightStrider is indeed looking at it, because it stole his seat while he was getting some apple juice.
-*- amythestCarnivore ...Probably.
-*- KnightStrider STARE DOWN.
-*- amythestCarnivore Snrrrrrr.
-*- amythestCarnivore I don't think it's paying attention to you, Dave.
-*- KnightStrider nudges it with the bottle of apple juice.
-*- whisperingNightterror i like eating things okay :<
-*- KnightStrider well you cant eat this thing.
-*- KnightStrider or I'm telling E.
-*- amythestCarnivore Snrrr.
-*- amythestCarnivore You're gonna have to nudge harder than that, dude.
-*- KnightStrider NUDGE NUDGE.
-*- whisperingNightterror is this Chomper)
<amythestCarnivore> (better than chomper)
-*- whisperingNightterror it could be chomper but it's probably not)
-*- whisperingNightterror yes)
-*- amythestCarnivore !!!
-*- amythestCarnivore Skree!
<KnightStrider> that worked
<Nitro> [is this]
<Nitro> [what I think it is]
-*- amythestCarnivore The raptor leaps away from the juice bottle, suddenly awake and alert and afraid. Bad thing, new thing, bad thing, very bad!
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-*- amythestCarnivore There were too many bad and scary things in this place. >:
<amythestCarnivore> (:y)
<KnightStrider> ah man sorry
<KnightStrider> i aint gonna hurt ya
-*- KnightStrider offers his hand for like, sniffing or something, that works doesn't it?
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<amythestCarnivore> (sIIIIIGH)
<KnightStrider> (Weebles, Dave stuck his hand out for the sniffing. Or biting, you know, whichever.)
-*- amythestCarnivore It swiftly clambered over the armchair up onto the couch's cushy back, crouching with both fear and wary curiosity at the strange new boy and his.
-*- amythestCarnivore His hand.
-*- KnightStrider siiiiighs and sits.
-*- amythestCarnivore He didn't like this boy, he smelled funny. Like-- like fruit. Fake weird fruit.
-*- KnightStrider hey I smell great.
<Nitro> [deciding]
<Nitro> [who be]
-*- KnightStrider opens up his apple juice and takes a swig.
<KnightStrider> (Be a magicarp.)
-*- KnightStrider glances to the raptor from behind his shades. "you can come here you know im not gonna like hurt you or some shit"
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<abstersiveTournure> [ok why not]
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<abstersiveTournure> [Wow CG is your computer even okay]
<KnightStrider> (Apparently not.)
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<KRAZYK> SO WAT GOING ON
<caligulasAquanarium> wwat
<KRAZYK> wat i going on in here i missed out on some stuff
<abstersiveTournure> [I think you were in the other room, TM.]
<abstersiveTournure> [Or #trollmegle rather.]
<abstersiveTournure> [In fact, you still are in there. Huh.]
<abstersiveTournure> [What's with that?]
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<chthonianGunslinger> (SIIIIIIGH)
<abstersiveTournure> [Welcome back.]
<KnightStrider> (Welcome back, need a resend?)
<abstersiveTournure> [What's the last thing you have?]
-*- chthonianGunslinger SUDDEN MOVEMENT!
<chthonianGunslinger> (* KnightStrider siiiiighs and sits. <-- dis)
<KRAZYK> ok
<KnightStrider> (Dave did stuff.)
-*- KnightStrider glances to the raptor from behind his shades. "you can come here you know im not gonna like hurt you or some shit"
-*- chthonianGunslinger The boy's booming voice and mOVEMENT shocked the little thing so bad it right flat fell off the couch, squeaking in terror.
<KnightStrider> ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger THUMP!
-*- KnightStrider peers over the edge of the couch, staring at the raptor for a moment.
-*- chthonianGunslinger oW NO IT DIDN'T LIKE THIS FLOOR EITHER--
-*- chthonianGunslinger SQUIRM SQUIRM SQUIRM--
-*- KnightStrider reaches out and pets gently.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh no he was coming closer he sHOULD--
-*- KnightStrider pet pet pleasant scritch pet.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh no, wait. This was nice. This was very nice. Like the ways the old masters used to pet him.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
<abstersiveTournure> [I]
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...He missed the old masters. >:
-*- KnightStrider petpetpet
<abstersiveTournure> [Wow really cute skittish baby]
-*- chthonianGunslinger But-- but wait-- what if he was sending him a fALSE SENSE OF SECURITY?
<KRAZYK> wow
<abstersiveTournure> [What, KK?]
-*- KnightStrider petpetscritchpet
<KRAZYK> well im lossed
-*- chthonianGunslinger The blue master always warned him of such things.
<abstersiveTournure> [We're roleplaying. Can I ask how you found this room?]
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ah, well, always warning the red master of such things.
<KnightStrider> so whats your name hm?
-*- KnightStrider asks gently.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But-- but he paid attention! He paid lots of attention! He was a good companion like that!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Always treat everyone with the uptmost caution! Anyone could be a threat!
-*- chthonianGunslinger But... but this felt so nice--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirr chirr chirrrrrrrrrrr.
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-*- KnightStrider continues to pet and pamper.
<KnightStrider> mmm if you dont got a name ill have to give you one huh...
-*- KnightStrider mumbles as he continues to pet.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger He'd.
-*- abstersiveTournure Wow renaming pets rude
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Companions.
-*- abstersiveTournure Not pets. B[
-*- chthonianGunslinger He'd keep a sharp eye in case the fruit boy did anything shady.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yeah.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirp.
<KnightStrider> how about... bonecrusher
<KnightStrider> yeah
<KnightStrider> bonecrusher
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Wait, no. No, he had a name! He was Sir Velociroarptor! He couldn't be renamed! That was just rude!
<KnightStrider> until i figure out what your real name is...
-*- abstersiveTournure Good boy.
<KnightStrider> bonecrusher will have to do...
-*- chthonianGunslinger He righted himself up, loathe as he was to wriggle out of the petting, and tried his best to communicate this face to the boy.
-*- abstersiveTournure He's proud.
-*- abstersiveTournure sTEALING NAMES
-*- abstersiveTournure OF FAMED ADVENTUREDOGS
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirp! Skreeeee skree skree! Hisssssssss--
-*- KnightStrider HE'S NAMING YOU /AFTER/ THE FAMED ADVENTURE DOG.
-*- chthonianGunslinger All Dave probably hears is a bunch of croaks and hiss and the woosh of his tiny waving arms.
<KnightStrider> ...
<KnightStrider> thats adorable
-*- chthonianGunslinger Aw...
-*- KnightStrider pets some more.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He is nOT adorable he is a dangerous and fearsome bodyga--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirrrrrrrr.
-*- KnightStrider petpetpet.
<KnightStrider> you wanna come back up on the couch lil guy?
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...He still isn't adorable.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (And his name still isn't BONECRUSHER--)
-*- KnightStrider continues to pet as he waits for a response.
-*- abstersiveTournure Meanwhile, in a room totally (unfortunately!) lacking in long-lost friends... Or -- not a room so much as a hall. Stairwell?
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Eh.
-*- abstersiveTournure He was too sleepy to nitpick.
<abstersiveTournure> [Introduction will be slow-going, haha -- handling a few chats at once.]
-*- chthonianGunslinger The raptor peers a beady little eye at the bone from its curled up spot on the ground, considering its options. This boy didn't seem too dangerous... for a human.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But looks could be decieving. Very decieving.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hmmmm...
-*- KnightStrider pets some more.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He will oblige your request, boy.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Just.)
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-*- chthonianGunslinger (Just don't do anything too weird.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Or else he'll cUT YOU UP--)
-*- KnightStrider gently scoops the tiny raptor up and sets him on the couch. "there you go" goes back to pets.
-*- chthonianGunslinger EEK--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Squeak!
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh. Oh. He was. Putting him back on the couch.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Good boy.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He's still watching you. B[ )
-*- KnightStrider pets gently while drinking his apple juice.
-*- abstersiveTournure He'd just woken up, actually!
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Woken? Sleep seemed more a construct of the mind to shelter itself from the -- uh...the. The...extent of eternity? He -- didn't care all that much, really. Not right then.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirrrrrr chirrrrr chirrr--
-*- abstersiveTournure He didn't care to think about it, nor had the process itself been particularly. Sheltering.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Don't try to tRICK HIM with this kindness routine!)
-*- abstersiveTournure (He wanted to believe it was real.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He is only snuggling up against you to further moniter your actions!)
-*- KnightStrider nope no tricks here man just pets.
-*- abstersiveTournure (...)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...But you know what he did care to think about?
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He'll sEE about th-- Oh that was nice, ahhhh--)
-*- KnightStrider nice long pets down the little raptors back, down his tail before reaching back up to start the process all over again.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...You might be alright, fruit boy.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Don't expect him to sit on your lap, though.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Only two people were ever worthy of such a distinction.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (And that's because they gave good cuddles.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (And sometimes told him bedtime stories.)
-*- KnightStrider petpetpet, sip of apple juice, pet.
-*- abstersiveTournure Food. Meat, preferably. Sleep had always had its way of inflicting a hunger like no other. And Dante, for his part, had seemed rather occupied exploring the inside of a slim screen Strider (the elder) had presented one day, claiming it to be a "computer".
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He liked the one about sir velociroarptor and the giant t-rex the best.)
-*- abstersiveTournure Yeah.
-*- abstersiveTournure Right.
-*- abstersiveTournure They're not dumb, Strider; they've seen computers. And it wasn't one.
-*- KnightStrider wait until i show you an ipod.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (verge, verge, y'don't what y'missin! i dunno what th'hell this thing is but y'can download, like, everythin' ever on it!)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Regardless, the device was highly entertaining. Mining and crafting had never required so little work.
-*- KnightStrider wait until I show you... Skyrim.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (n' th'games are in real 3d! not doom 3d!)
-*- KnightStrider I have so many things to show you man so many things
-*- chthonianGunslinger (n' y'can talk t'anyone all o'er th'goddamn dreambubbles on it!)
-*- abstersiveTournure (I have better things to occupy my time.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (i mean, they all kinda suck serious donkey dick but.)
-*- abstersiveTournure He. He would've played with his brother, too. He wanted to! But.
-*- abstersiveTournure Last time they played a game, it.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger (y'could do it, if y'want.)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Anyway. Meat.
-*- KnightStrider goes back to that dino petting.
<KRAZYK> aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirrrrrr. You probably didn't think velociraptors could purr. Well, now you know!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Though it's more of a.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Croak purr.
-*- KnightStrider glances down to the little thing. "damn youre like almost as adorable as that rabbit i sent john or some shit..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ugh, no, he is not adorable! He is fearsome and deadly and something to be respected and loathed! He was a predator!
-*- chthonianGunslinger He leers up at the boy and tries to communicate this once more but, alas--
-*- KnightStrider petscritchpet
-*- chthonianGunslinger RAAAAAAAAA--
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was lost in translation.
<KnightStrider> ...
-*- KnightStrider puts a finger on Bonecrusher's nose.
-*- abstersiveTournure Maybe he'd. Maybe he'd get Strider to make something. Or maybe he'd cook. Yeah, he --
-*- abstersiveTournure Damn it that rail was still loose --
-*- chthonianGunslinger Achoo!
-*- KnightStrider smiles and goes back to petting.
<KnightStrider> damn cute
-*- chthonianGunslinger That was horrible.
-*- chthonianGunslinger You monster.
-*- KnightStrider petpetpet
-*- chthonianGunslinger Be glad that you're very talented at petting, boy.
-*- KnightStrider scritchpetpetscritch
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<krazyklown> ?
<abstersiveTournure> [Welcome back.]
<krazyklown> thx i under stand
-*- abstersiveTournure Ugh. Stupid house. Stupid things. All he wanted was food. God, he hoped Strider was making something. He --
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-*- abstersiveTournure ...Actually.
-*- abstersiveTournure Sniff sniff.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Hold on. What was that?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Sniff sniff.
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-*- abstersiveTournure That --
<KnightStrider> ...? whats up man?
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure ...No, no. There was no way. He was imagining things.
-*- abstersiveTournure Still sleeping.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger The tiny purple raptor crawled out of the boy's loving but tyrannical cycle of furocious putting to shove its snout up and over the back of the couch. Sniff sniff. Sniff.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Could it be?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Could it really be?
<KnightStrider> ...? what do you smell?
-*- abstersiveTournure (No, that was dumb. He could always tell what was going on from the third step from the bottom -- he knew because it creaked, always, no matter what else in the manor changed -- and he wasn't just --)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure Sniiiiff --
-*- chthonianGunslinger It smelled just like him! It had to be!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Squeak!
<KnightStrider> ...?
-*- abstersiveTournure !!!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Squeak squeak chirp!
-*- abstersiveTournure (Chirrrr --)
-*- abstersiveTournure Oh sweet Jesus there was nothing that could ever mimic that sound
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Chirrrrrr! Yes yes yes it's him!)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Masterrrrr!)
<KnightStrider> welp...
-*- KnightStrider drinks his apple juice
-*- abstersiveTournure His own (automatic) response cut off, stunned. It wasn't -- it couldn't --
-*- chthonianGunslinger Skreeeeee! He hopped up onto the couch and toddled back and forth, anxious. He could hear him, he could smell him, so why couldn't he see him? He had to be here, had to be! Had had had to be!
<KnightStrider> careful there...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirp! Chirp chirp chirp!
-*- abstersiveTournure He still bounded over the few remaining steps and into the living room in an unceremonious rush -- and it was SCom again, the ever-enthusiastic (try as he might to be composed and cool and a terrifying predator (skree!!)) little raptor who followed them with all the faith of a dog, perched on the furniture and awaiting their arrival eagerly.
-*- abstersiveTournure Excitedly.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger Just like right now! Skree!!!
-*- abstersiveTournure (Chirp chirp!)
-*- KnightStrider watches with interest.
-*- abstersiveTournure (It was hard not to respond in kind.)
<KnightStrider> i didnt know you spoke dino
<KnightStrider> vergil
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-*- chthonianGunslinger Pounce! The terrifying predator eagerly leapt off the couch and into (one of) his dearest master's loving but stern arms. It had been too long! He had so much to tell him! All his adventures in this strange new place, the frightening but easily bested enemies he faced, and the fruit boy--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirrrrrrrrrr--
-*- abstersiveTournure Doubt was suddenly the furthest thing from his mind, more interested in answering the excitement with his own soft little purring that he couldn't quite help -- hah, yes, he has time (don't jump off the couch like that you're not invincible) --
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He is if he tries! <:)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (But.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Okay. unu)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Scratch scratch.)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Spoke --
-*- abstersiveTournure Spoke dino?
<KnightStrider> or is like
<KnightStrider> cute tiny dinosaur different?
-*- chthonianGunslinger He doesn't speak the language.
-*- chthonianGunslinger What a buffoon. >B[
<KnightStrider> some sort of inner dialect
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Oh wait until he tells you about the deadly white dog that he bested in mortal combat!)
<KnightStrider> like how some people have accents or whatever
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...Kombat.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Mortal Kombat.)
-*- abstersiveTournure It took him more than a second to process the words, attention turning back to Strider (though that didn't stop him from showering his dear little predator with soft little pets and scratches -- more than he'd admit to, really). "I --"
-*- abstersiveTournure English felt strange.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (But yes scratch him just like that, chirrrr chirr chirr chirr--)
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Do you have something against being bilingual?" Vergil deadpanned, playing off the raw, heated embarrassment creeping up his neck. Not something he experienced often, and all it did was make him want to belittle whoever dare insult him so --
-*- abstersiveTournure But. He couldn't do that. So a dry rebuttal would have to suffice.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Don't be embaressed, he is simply an uncultured ape. Literally. Literally an ape.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Dumb.
<KnightStrider> snrk nah man i just was surprised is all
-*- abstersiveTournure "Quite."
<KnightStrider> i didnt know you were so cultured
<KnightStrider> ? quite what?
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-*- abstersiveTournure Ordinarily, he'd respond in a chirp or purr or something, but...the potential jumped out at him and latched on. Heh. Maybe he was just giddy (headily so, inexplicably ecstatic and suppressing the urge to curl up with his companion and bask in it -- preferably with his brother, but the couches provided so many options).
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-*- chthonianGunslinger The raptor tried his best to keep his cool in the face of such an illiterate monkey, but-- but he was just-- he was just too happy! He never thought he'd see the masters again! He'd be lost, forever, wandering in the blank and scentless void.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was a terrifying thought.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But by a stroke of luck, he had found the Blue Master! And wherever the Blue Master was, the Red Master couldn't have been too far away. So he found both, technically!
-*- chthonianGunslinger He was such a good consort.
-*- KnightStrider staaands. "hey man im out of aj you want anything while im in the kitchen?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirrrrrr.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Oh -- Ciro made a rather accurate remark regarding you." Scritch scritch. "Nothing to concern yourself with. But yes, both Dante and I are quite cultured and familiar with two languages."
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Ugh.
-*- abstersiveTournure Really? That was.
-*- abstersiveTournure That was it?
<KnightStrider> ciro? that like short for something?
-*- abstersiveTournure He'd just revealed that he spoke dinosaur and was holding a baby (miniature? May as well have been baby) velociraptor in one arm, and all Dave could think of was...apple juice?
<KnightStrider> and cool man i just know english myself never got old enough to get into the grades where you start to learn a second language since we started the game when i was thirteen
-*- chthonianGunslinger He might have been waving his ti-- powerful arms in the air a bit. Nothing to be concerned about.
-*- chthonianGunslinger And legs.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Still nothing to be concerned about.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...He. He guessed it maybe wasn't a huge deal, but. It was still sort of disappointing.
<KnightStrider> even sweeter though that its like
<KnightStrider> not a human language you know?
<KnightStrider> but yeah you hungry? i can make something up
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-*- abstersiveTournure The lack of enthusiasm or surprise deflated a lot of his excitement, but. He guessed the vague sort of interest worked too.
-*- KnightStrider WHEN HAS DAVE EVER SHOWN ENTHUSIASM AROUND YOU VERGIL? WHEN?
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-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, food? Was there going to be food? He loved food! Especially when he was hungry! Which was now!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirp! Chirp chirp skreee! Yes fruit boy he is very hungry!
-*- abstersiveTournure "It is debatable whether or not you're especially familiar with English, at that," he pointed out, adjusting his grip on his baby raptor and sitting on the couch (albeit lacking much of his usual posture on account of the creature currently crowding him). "Both English and our second language come rather easily to me."
<KnightStrider> hey man dont be hating on a guy who decides to have a little fun with his words for once
-*- abstersiveTournure Dante's grammar was as incorrect in the nigh-draconic tongue (he liked to think of it as such, anyway) as it was in English. But. He digressed.
-*- abstersiveTournure --?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Wriggle wriggle! Fruit boy--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Fruit boy--
-*- abstersiveTournure Chirrrr chirp. Shhhh, he'll ask for food in a moment.
-*- abstersiveTournure Scritch scritch.
<KnightStrider> also your buddy seems to be excited about something
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ugh, this would be so much easier if your acquaintence wasn't such a--
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-*- abstersiveTournure He knows.
-*- KnightStrider I CAN FEEL THE LOVE GUYS.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Chirrrrrrrr--
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<KnightStrider> and man geeze whats with the mood? you know i dont mean any offense and shit
-*- PurpleKoopa The kitchen is alive with the noxious smell of cigarette smoke. The producer of this fragrant aroma, one Damara Megido, leans against the fridge and blows a ring of smoke out into the main room. This seemed like a decent enough spot for eavesdropping. There were too many damn people in this house, not enough room to lay low for a while.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Back off, lady, he had the idea first--
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Wait a tic.
-*- abstersiveTournure "I'm in no mood. Regardless, it seems we're both famished," he explained, not looking up in favor of showering his tiny friend with affectionate and placating petting. Shhh, shh, he knows, just be patient.
-*- abstersiveTournure Like you're stalking prey. You have to watch and wait.
<-> chthonianGunslinger is now known as amythestCarnivore|cunningConne
-*- KnightStrider sniffs the ai-TURNS HEEL AND FROWNS AT THE TROLL. "now i know nobody be smoking a god damn storm all up in my kitchen" Did I mention Dave was a sassy black woman who needed NO man.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Wh--
-*- abstersiveTournure Wh--
<-> amythestCarnivore|cunningConne is now known as skree|cunningConnery
<abstersiveTournure> [skree]
<abstersiveTournure> [accurate]
-*- KnightStrider skreeee.)
<kitaiZetsubou|SHOWER> i return ))
-*- KnightStrider glaring at Damara through the doorway of the kitchen Dave shook his head.
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Ugh, what was that awful smell?
-*- KnightStrider slobbers on Slick.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery More like wonderous smell.
<abstersiveTournure> [Vergil's babying a little velociraptor in the living room while Damara smokes in the kitchen and Cael perhaps ventures forth from his cabinet, unwisely. Dave's about to sassy black woman who OWNS this kitchen at her/them.]
-*- skree|cunningConnery He knew that toasted and smoky scent anywhere. He must've been stuck in this dreambubble for ages, but this was the first time he had finally caught a whiff of-- of--
<-> kitaiZetsubou|SHOWER is now known as kitaiZetsubou
-*- skree|cunningConnery Dear God it had been too long.
-*- abstersiveTournure -- ugh that smell was suffocating --
-*- KnightStrider just going to be walking right on up to Damara, snatching up the cigarette and putting it out on the counter. "if you want to smoke take it outside or in your own room not the fucking kitchen"
-*- skree|cunningConnery Oh. Yes, he smelled you too. You smelled like wood. And wool.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Musty old Grandma things, as the Red Master would put it.
-*- skree|cunningConnery The girl simply smelled.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Unclean.
-*- abstersiveTournure Did the dog finally get his hands on one of the things he'd been so dearly craving?
-*- kitaiZetsubou did someone say
-*- kitaiZetsubou uNCLEAN
<KnightStrider> you know how god damn hard it is to get the smell of cigarette smoke out of walls? so fucking hard and dont even get me started on that tacky yellow film that gathers up talk about disgusting
-*- skree|cunningConnery Nooooo, he silently whimpered as he watched the awful scene unfold from the cabinet peephole, don't make her go--
-*- skree|cunningConnery Maybe-- maybe she'd leave one behind! Y-yeah! Yeah!
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Um.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Seemingly materializes out of nowhere, somewhere vaguely behind Dave. How he got there, is simply a mystery.
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Sweet Jesus it really had been too long. So long, in fact, that he'd almost forgotten what it was like to have one. But now, here he was, stuck in a cabinet as he watched his greatest dream slip away from his fingers.
-*- kitaiZetsubou And people do so /adore/ mysteries, don't they?
-*- skree|cunningConnery And just like that, alllll the cravings came b-- WHAT--
-*- abstersiveTournure There hadn't been a response yet, but maybe he should. Maybe he should intervene. Make sure the cur wasn't getting his ear pulled too hard in the scolding. Had he really come out just for --
-*- abstersiveTournure For that?
-*- skree|cunningConnery sQUEAK--
-*- abstersiveTournure !!!
-*- skree|cunningConnery WHO WAS THAT BOY--
-*- abstersiveTournure Chirrrr purrpurrrpurrrrr shh it's okay it's okay
-*- abstersiveTournure (Who was that sudden, mysterious scent?)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Ugh. It seemed it was time to pick up (quite literally, scooping up his little baby dino gently and carefully keeping an arm free) and investigate the kitchen.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Where in the world did that one come from? H-How? He'd been watching the kitchen the whole time! He couldn't have-- no way he possibly could--
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Ugh.
-*- skree|cunningConnery This place was gonna be the death of him.
-*- abstersiveTournure (Shhhh, you have to stay quiet, okay? Just like hunting.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (...F-fine.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (You'll do fine.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (But he doesn't like this place. It's sc-- dangerous.)
-*- KnightStrider will respond to you Slick once Peekles responds.
<PurpleKoopa> Damara snaps to attention, glaring right back at this /boy/ who's giving her a lecture without so much as a passing thought. He is like a little Kankri with sunglasses. How /charming/. Though her stare is icy, like hell she's letting this get to her. Damara looks away, not deigning herself to give further eye contact, then lights up another cigarette.
-*- abstersiveTournure (Trust him. Nothing is too dangerous for two remarkably skilled beasts of war.)
<PurpleKoopa> "私を放っ。または私はあなたが愛するすべてのものに火をつけます。(LEAVE ME ALONE. OR I WILL SET FIRE ON EVERYTHING YOU LOVE.)"
<abstersiveTournure> [omfg]
-*- skree|cunningConnery (But he will keep quiet. Like a hunter. B[ )
-*- whisperingNightterror at least there isn't a silver replication of a human head a spinal collumn joining the frey
-*- whisperingNightterror oh
-*- whisperingNightterror how sweet of you Damara
-*- KnightStrider does the same with the new cigarette. Infact, he's going to snatch up her whole box and fill it with water
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Oh, uh--
-*- skree|cunningConnery That was new.
-*- KnightStrider you can't very well smoke them wet.
-*- skree|cunningConnery He couldn't speak Japanese, but by the sound of her tone it didn't sound ve--
-*- skree|cunningConnery "(nO--)"
-*- skree|cunningConnery CLAMP! His hands race to his mouth to stop his cries of sheer and utter agony but, shit, no, he was too late. Much too late.
-*- abstersiveTournure Raptor tucked safely under arm, he made it to the kitchen doorway just in time to see -- Dave snatching a carton of cigarettes from notCael some...vaguely Asiatic alien girl who. He really didn't get the best first impression of.
-*- abstersiveTournure cOUGHCOUGHHACK
-*- abstersiveTournure (Remarkable timing, really.)
-*- abstersiveTournure ((Yes he knows he just told you to be quiet but he))
-*- abstersiveTournure ((Shhhh, trust him.))
-*- skree|cunningConnery COUGHCOUGH ACHOO--
-*- skree|cunningConnery (That's okay master.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Everyone has their off days. Even you!)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (cough.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (...This place was dumb.)
-*- KnightStrider spins on his heel once more to frown in the direction of Cael's cabinet.
-*- abstersiveTournure The exaggerated cough (not too exaggerated -- he did so loathe the smell of smoke) may or may not have covered up the remarkably Irish slip-up!
-*- abstersiveTournure Maybe.
-*- skree|cunningConnery (He didn't like it. >8< )
-*- abstersiveTournure "Strider, I believe --" Cough.
-*- KnightStrider gives a hidden-by-shades SQUUUUUUUINT.
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Oh, you rat. He knows how thsi work. Now he has to do a favor for you.
-*- skree|cunningConnery He doesn't think it worked, though. That hispter boy was looking his way with daggers in his eyes. Uh. Probably. Supposedly. He's guessing there's daggers behind those shades. Somewhere.
-*- abstersiveTournure "...That was rather rash." Not the best excuse, but it'd do. "Taking another's property without a second thought as to consequences. I believe her words were a threat involving fire."
-*- abstersiveTournure (...He had a lot of free time and Japanese was interesting, okay?)
<PurpleKoopa> Oh, /now/ he's done it. No sooner than the speedy Strider snatches away her precious pack of cigarettes does Damara whip out her trusty pair of needles, lit aglow with cursed TIME MAJYYKS. "どちらかは私にもっとたばこを与える。または私はあなたのバルジを吸うでしょう。(EITHER YOU GIVE ME MORE CIGARETTES. OR I WILL SMOKE YOUR BULGE.)"
-*- skree|cunningConnery Oh. Well. That would probably distract him.
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Don't let her look this way don't let her look this way--)
-*- KnightStrider puts a hand in Damara's face. "shhhh dont you smell that...?"
-*- skree|cunningConnery (...Have her leave a box of Lucky Strike too--)
-*- skree|cunningConnery SKREE!
-*- abstersiveTournure (The so-called computer had a remarkable resource for language.)
-*- abstersiveTournure !!!
-*- skree|cunningConnery He knew what that was! That was a weapon! It was a weapon and it was bad and smelled too weird and.
-*- skree|cunningConnery .n.
-*- skree|cunningConnery ono
-*- KnightStrider suddenly disappears from Cael's view, flash stepping to right beside the cabinet.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Strider --"
-*- skree|cunningConnery n8
-*- skree|cunningConnery  8n8
<KnightStrider> it smells like
-*- abstersiveTournure (purrrrpurr shhhhh he won't let it hurt you it'll be just fine)
-*- skree|cunningConnery Shit, where'd that little beatnik go-- Him and his stupid flash stepping--
-*- KnightStrider reaches out and knocks on the cabinet door.
<KnightStrider> it smeeeells like
-*- skree|cunningConnery !
-*- skree|cunningConnery Ohhhh, screw you, laddie. He knows what you're up to. And he's not jumping an inch. He's staying right here.
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Shivering.)
<KnightStrider> someone else using the kitchen for things other than cooking
<PurpleKoopa> Wait, what's he doing. The little boy was getting very infuriating. "SMELL LIKE WHAT," she said in a language he could understand. "MAKE POINT OR I KILL YOU."
-*- abstersiveTournure "You're not doing yourself any favors by blatantly ignoring the immediate threat in the room."
-*- skree|cunningConnery kILL--???
-*- abstersiveTournure VAGUE SWEEPING MOTION AT ASIATIC ALIEN GIRL.
-*- skree|cunningConnery (eeeeeeee)
<KnightStrider> already dead man
<KnightStrider> you can kill me but ill just pop right back up
-*- KnightStrider knock knock
-*- abstersiveTournure (And then right back to comforting little strokes -- he promises it will be fine.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery >8
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Ah, goddamnit. Idiot probably already knew where he was. Now it was just a matter of waiting. Or distracting. Or running.
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Or stabbing, if nessecary. He preferred otherwise, though. Too much self-risk.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (But he'd.)
<PurpleKoopa> She smirked, still keeping the chopsticks/needles/time sticks/etc. aimed right at Dave's head. "DIE NOT SO BAD. YOU LIKE REDIE? MANY, MANY TIME?"
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Keep his hands at the ready if nessecary.)
-*- abstersiveTournure "If you didn't notice, your lack of concern is upsetting certain individuals." Nod nod toward the baby dragon he means dinosaur.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure R--
<KnightStrider> then leave man this isnt your battle here
-*- abstersiveTournure Redie.
-*- KnightStrider knock knock.
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...He's not sure he's fond of your friends, birdbrain. This one, for example, was about to get himself killed.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Rekilled.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Whatever, he was about to be in a lot of pain for a very long time if he kept this up.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Yeah he's not commenting on that. "My companion is hungry after an emotional reunion. That is my battle. Stop being a fool and listen to me."
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Would he stop that? It wasn't even surprising anymore. Just annoying.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Working on it here --)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Have you ever tried comforting a terrified baby dinosaur while keeping a lid on a potentially awful if not merely infuriating situation?)
-*- abstersiveTournure (He thought not.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery Thank the heroes the Master was such a skilled warrior of words. They'd be in a lot of hot water otherwise!
-*- skree|cunningConnery But-- but everything was going to be okay. He said it was going to be okay! That meant it was!
-*- skree|cunningConnery (That didn't make it any less sc-- dangerous.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (skreeeeeeeer.)
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-*- skree|cunningConnery (No, but replace the word 'dinosaur' with 'toddler' and--)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (...Ugh. Nevermind. He's not doing this tonight.)
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-*- abstersiveTournure "And -- as for you," he added, irritation seeping into his voice (it was a stressful situation) as he turned toward the alien girl, "put those away. Could you not just as easily reimagine your Lucky Strikes as twirl your technicolor glowsticks at him?"
-*- skree|cunningConnery (They made his eyes hurt.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery ( >8< )
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-*- abstersiveTournure (Scritch scritch. No need to look. Just trust him, remember?)
-*- KnightStrider starts knocking gently against the cabinet door, infact, it was more than just knocking, it was a code... Did you know morse code Cael?
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Maybe.
-*- KnightStrider -.. .. -.-. -.- ...
-*- skree|cunningConnery And those knocks were getting awfully suspicious sounding... But a dumb wash out like him couldn't that, could he?
-*- KnightStrider -.. .. -.-. -.- ...
-*- skree|cunningConnery Hm...
-*- KnightStrider -.. .. -.-. -.- ...
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Oh you little shitlord.
<KnightStrider> --. . - / --- ..- - / --- ..-. / -- -.-- / -.- .. - -.-. .... . -.
<PurpleKoopa> Damara keeps her unflinching aim trained on Dave, but she can at least bother to glance at the teen in blue. She frowns, loathing the chastising. These instruments were far more than /technicolor/ /glowsticks/, she would assure him if she gave enough craps for weaponry now.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Out of all of birdbrain's supposed 'not friends', he hates you the most. The most.
<PurpleKoopa> To Vergil, she says: "私は可能性があるとします。しかし、男の子は馬鹿だと私はそのような人々に対処しない。(I SUPPOSE I COULD. BUT THE BOY IS AN IDIOT AND I DO NOT DEAL WITH SUCH PEOPLE.)"
-*- skree|cunningConnery Like the fury of a thousand su-- it is nOT YOUR KITCHEN--
-*- abstersiveTournure (A little preoccupied with a baby dinosaur and an angry alien to pay much attention but -- Strider what are you doing --)
<KnightStrider> --- .-. / --- .--. . -. / - .... .. ... / -.. --- --- .-.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Besides, he needs this cabinet! It's called hiding.
<PurpleKoopa> "彼は私のタバコを濡らすとキャビネットぶつかる。私は彼を殺すでしょう。(HE TAKES MY CIGARETTE AND KNOCKS AGAINST CABINET. LET ME KILL HIM.)"
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Oh, right, open the door and reveal himself to the mentally unstable troll with extremely powerful and magical knitting needles. Sure, okay, good idea!
-*- skree|cunningConnery (...Hhhuh. You know, he'd never actually consider th-- no, now was so not the time!)
-*- KnightStrider --- .-.
<KnightStrider> -.-- --- ..- / .... . .-.. .--.
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Ignore him." There was a special emphasis on this. Just a little. Subtle. "I -- kill him?" (Was that right? Either kill or marinate, and the latter didn't sound correct.) "He isn't doing any harm to you, and he'll only come back with a doubly intense desire to induce in you such an undying and unfathomable fury as to send you to an early second grave."
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Mnnnnh. The situation felt far too dangerous for that.  This idiot was probably going to get himself stuck into a nasty throwdown if he didn't shape up, quickly, and yet...
-*- skree|cunningConnery Damnit, this wasn't any of his business--
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Urrrrrgh. Curse his bleeding liberal heart.
-*- abstersiveTournure All this spoken grumpily while still comforting his little charge. (It's not so bad! They are all unrefined apes, but they're.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Entertaining.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery He better get those pack of Lucky Strikes for this. He was certain he knew some way of airing them out. He'd. He'd figure something out.
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-*- skree|cunningConnery (Hopefully.)
<KnightStrider> ... -- --- -.- . ... / .. -. / .. - / ..-. --- .-. / -.-- --- ..-
-*- abstersiveTournure Better to make it a little fun. Make fun of them.
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<KnightStrider> .... . .- .-. -.. / -.-. .-. -.-- / .-- .... . -. / -.. .-. --- .-- -. / - .... . --
-*- skree|cunningConnery (It was not entertaining, it was scary and it was going to get you killed! They just met, Master!)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (He didn't want all the bad to start happening so soon! Or ever! But definitely not soon! >: )
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Ah, damnit. Looks like Barney's little diversion didn't work after all. Figures. At least now there was something in it for him. Couldn't say no to that, could he?
-*- skree|cunningConnery (He had already decided not to say no, anyway, but...)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (They didn't need to know that.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (They didn't need to know that at all.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Shhh. He didn't either. And he wouldn't let it.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Not ever.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery  (...O-okay. But you gotta promise! unu)
-*- abstersiveTournure (It will be okay and D-- the red master is waiting upstairs. It will be fine.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (He --)
-*- abstersiveTournure (...Fi-fine, he. He promises.)
<PurpleKoopa> Damara pauses, a little confused. Even after three sweeps and a whole freaking /eternity/ spent with nearly no one but its native speakers, West Beforan (or its coincidentally identical human counterpart) was never her strong suit, and the fellow in blue is using a lot of words she doesn't quite understand. The gist of his meaning is pretty clear, though -
<PurpleKoopa> apparently he was against totally needless violence in the nutrition block. How /boring/.
-*- abstersiveTournure Excuse you. He's insuring the innocence of children here.
-*- abstersiveTournure And by children, he means adorable baby predators.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Carefully, warily, he pulled out a knitting needle and tested it against the wood. Gently. Very gently. Like a soft and cuddly kitten batting against a yarn ball.
-*- abstersiveTournure !!!
-*- skree|cunningConnery He's not talking about you, idiot. He already knows you'll be able to hear it no matter what.
-*- skree|cunningConnery ..-. .. -. .
-*- abstersiveTournure Gently more like a lion sharpening its claws on rice paper --
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Chirrrrrrrr-- What was that tapping noise, it sounded weird.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Like the weird 'music' stuff the red master always liked.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (He didn't get music.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (It was silly.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (But fun!)
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<PurpleKoopa> "それは私を停止することはありません。が、罰金。私は彼がライブできるようになる。今のところ。(THAT WOULD NOT STOP ME. BUT FINE. I WILL LET HIM LIVE. FOR NOW.)" she says to Vergil. Damara doesn't stop from not frowning. With a flick of her wrists, the freaky rainbow aura surrounding the chopstick dissipates, though she hasn't fully withdrawn the weapons back into her specibus.
-*- abstersiveTournure (It was silly. Likewise, the tapping is also silly. Nothing to worry about!)
-*- skree|cunningConnery -... ..- - / --- -. .-.. -.-- / .. ..-. / .. - / --. . - ... / -.. .. .-. - -.--
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-*- skree|cunningConnery And look, now she stopped. Guess he didn't have to step in after all.
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Hopefully.)
-*- abstersiveTournure He did his best to keep his cool, facade stony despite the fact that he only had a vague idea of what she just said -- he heard live somewhere in there! -- but the expression on her face was not reassuring.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Oh thank God. It seemed she was reluctantly ceding. For now. More like she just didn't want to put in the effort to kill him than any actual diminish in her desire to do so, but.
-*- abstersiveTournure He'd take what he could get.
-*- KnightStrider .-.. --- --- -.- ... / .-.. .. -.- . / -. --- / ... -- --- -.- . ... / ..-. --- .-. / -.-- --- ..-
-*- skree|cunningConnery (He wasn't sure how much more bloodshed he could t-- Oh Goddamnit.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery God--fucking--damnit, the things he'd do for a single pack of Lucky Strikes.
-*- skree|cunningConnery How'd he really fallen so far?
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Yes.)
-*- whisperingNightterror do you set up luckys in your Lucky Strikes, Cael
-*- whisperingNightterror *some other color
-*- abstersiveTournure "Make yourself cigarettes," he instructed, and then hesitated for a moment before doing the motion along with it. He didn't support the habit in the slightest, but. As it was, it seemed like the best way to reduce the likelihood of anyone being killed. "You can glare at him with loathing from afar, if it would placate you," he added, more for his own benefit than anything.
-*- skree|cunningConnery (He couldn't remember the last time he had a smoke and now that he had it, now that he could see it right in plain sight, he need need needed it--)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Are you aware of all the practical reasons he had refused to bring you any?)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Needed it so bad.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Yes and he still doesn't care--)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Smoke tends to draw attention. You get needy, you get reckless.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Fine, he's addicted.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (He doesn't care if you don't care, he --)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (He's this spiel before, now gIMME--)
-*- abstersiveTournure (...Fine. Fine, get yourself killed.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Enjoy.)
-*- KnightStrider (ill bring you some if you dont smoke in the kitchen)
-*- whisperingNightterror what's the point of getting killed when he's already here
-*- skree|cunningConnery ... ..-. ..- -.-. -.- / -.-- --- ..-
-*- skree|cunningConnery -... ..- - / ..-. .. -. .
-*- skree|cunningConnery .. .----. .-.. .-.. / -.-. --- -- . / --- ..- - / .-- .... . -. / ... .... . .----. ... / -.-. .- .-.. -- . -.. / .... . .-. / - .. - ...
-*- abstersiveTournure (Imbecile.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery -. --- .-- / -.-. .- .-.. -- / - .... . --
-*- skree|cunningConnery (...He's tried to quit, okay.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (It's harder than it looks.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (A lot harder.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Your life could depend on it very imminently.)
-*- KnightStrider .... --- .-- / -. .. -.-. . / -- .- -.-- -... . / .. .-.. .-.. / --. .. ...- . / -.-- --- ..- / - .-- --- / .--. .- -.-. -.- ... / .--- ..- ... - / -. --- / ... -- --- -.- .. -. --. / .. -. / -.- .. - -.-. .... . -.
<PurpleKoopa> It's perfectly valid advice, but Damara scoffs anyway. "私はすでに馬鹿、たばこを持っています。(I ALREADY HAVE CIGARETTES, IDIOT.)" She holds out another pack of Marbolo's with a familiar feline mascot on the box. (actual box cover may vary due to planetary translation) http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljc5lrMw0c1qdy2izo1_400.jpg
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure He --
-*- KnightStrider SNRK
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Ah, that old chestnut. He'd heard that one plenty times before, hadn't he? Mostly from himself, honestly. If he was going to smoke, God forbid, he was going to do it somewhere where they couldn't--
-*- skree|cunningConnery Aw nuts, Marbolos? He hated Marlbolos.
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Wait, was that--
-*- skree|cunningConnery Kitty!
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Can he hunt the kitty.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (The kitty looks tasty he thinks he'd like the kitty please please please--)
-*- KnightStrider Jaspers, run.)
-*- KnightStrider ... Well okay, float I guess, but get away from here.)
-*- KnightStrider .-- .... .- - ... / -.-- --- ..- .-. / .--. --- .. ... --- -. ..--..
-*- abstersiveTournure "I have few dialogic options to articulate a response to that," he remarked honestly, giving his friend soothing little strokes. (No, no. That kitty is not edible. Nor are any other pink felines in the vicinity.)
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Fashionable," he offered after a beat.
-*- abstersiveTournure Yyyyyeah.
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Awwww, but he's hungry.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Being sc-- in places of intense and action packed  danger made him hungry! And he was already hungry!)
-*- abstersiveTournure "Strider." (Shh, he'll handle it right now.) "I was not kidding about my companion being in need of food. I believe you've claimed this kitchen as yours, so use it for its proper purpose."
-*- abstersiveTournure Had to take care of his little buddy, after all.
<KnightStrider> wow demanding much
<KnightStrider> but fine pick your poison
<KnightStrider> what do you want?
-*- abstersiveTournure Uh --
<KnightStrider> nothing?
-*- skree|cunningConnery Couldn't believe he was still doing this, but--
<KnightStrider> well sure i can do that
-*- abstersiveTournure The dino received a questioning glance. The little guy's cravings had a mind of their own.
-*- skree|cunningConnery .-.. ..- -.-. -.- -.-- / ... - .-. .. -.- .
-*- skree|cunningConnery Kitties! Chirp!
-*- abstersiveTournure He --
-*- abstersiveTournure Besides kitties.
-*- KnightStrider .- .-.. .-. .. --. .... - / .- -. -.-- - .... .. -. --. / - --- / . .- - ..--..
-*- skree|cunningConnery ... >8
-*- skree|cunningConnery Tuna? Those are vaguely related to kitties, he thinks.
-*- abstersiveTournure It's just like Miss Felicia! You do not merely eat strange kitties. Or animals in general.
-*- abstersiveTournure Tuna, he can do!
-*- whisperingNightterror Ciro would be bffs with Nova
-*- abstersiveTournure "Tuna." Scritch scritch (purrrr). "A lot of it, if you please."
-*- whisperingNightterror eat all of the thin-wildlife
-*- skree|cunningConnery But you said no one was like Miss Felicia! She was special!
-*- abstersiveTournure He --
-*- skree|cunningConnery Now you're saying that all strange kitties are like Miss Felicia?
-*- KnightStrider way to be a liar Vergil.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Wh-- Seriously?
<PurpleKoopa> Damara smirks, looking away from Vergil as she flips open the pack, like Dave had never snuffed out her smokes in the first place. (Like hell she was going to let him get away with that again. She almost had a death grip on this thing.) The blue man was funny, saying so little with so much while he strokes his little reptile lusus.
-*- abstersiveTournure Well. No, but. You must investigate to know if they are special or not.
-*- abstersiveTournure Besides.
-*- KnightStrider looooks over to Damara. "you best not be smoking that shit stink in here"
-*- abstersiveTournure You already know to ask before you eat anything.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- skree|cunningConnery Well... he was supposedly a wonderful cook. Supposedly being the key word. And he wasn't feeling particularly picky. Not when he had been sustaining himself off of five week old biscuits for so long.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Have --
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...
-*- abstersiveTournure Have you waited?
-*- skree|cunningConnery -. --- - / ...- .- -. .. .-.. .- / .-- .- ..-. . .-. ...
-*- skree|cunningConnery He better not regret this.
-*- abstersiveTournure (You'd better have some vanilla wafers to show for that.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Mmmmaybe?
-*- skree|cunningConnery Or.
-*- skree|cunningConnery No.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Hhhhhhe appreciates your honesty.
-*- skree|cunningConnery He's sorry Master, he's just not a good detective!
-*- skree|cunningConnery He doesn't understand how his senses could be /wrong/. That's what they're there for!
-*- abstersiveTournure (If he didn't have to keep up the facade of a stern parent, he'd have been relieved. He wasn't cruel! He wouldn't expect Ciro to go so long without eating at all. Even if he didn't need it.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (...)
-*- abstersiveTournure (...Hhhhh.)
-*- KnightStrider satisfied with the answer dave pushed off from the cupboard and begins cooking hand made tuna patties in the shapes of cute animals like /kitties/ and what not, frying them up along with fresh cut french fries and placing them on large fresh butter rolls along with mayo, tomatoes lettuce and pickle on the side.
-*- abstersiveTournure He'll forgive you. But you must ask from now on.
-*- abstersiveTournure That includes tasting.
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Okay. unu
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Uh --
<PurpleKoopa> Damara's not lighting her cigarette in the kitchen this time, but she is squinting at Dave while she flicks an appropriately cliche lighter on and off. (it's this, but add gray skin and horns) http://www.mygifto.com/upload/product/26936228_l.jpg
-*- skree|cunningConnery Does he have to ask now? Tell him he doesn't have to ask now! It smelled soooo good! It was making his mouth water and everything! Can he go? Can he go? Can he can he can he?
-*- skree|cunningConnery Wriggle wriggle wriggle sniff sniff--
-*- KnightStrider well, the whole "Burger" deal would be for everyone but the little raptor, Ciro would just get a bunch of tuna patties to himself.
-*- abstersiveTournure The unnerving alien lurking silently with her precious Marlboro had not entirely been forgotten, being regarded at intervals with increasing discomfort. He --
-*- skree|cunningConnery God, that did smell good. Why didn't Vergil ever employ his friend instead of giving him day old Chinese food?
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Still watching you, lady.)
-*- skree|cunningConnery (Watching you good.)
-*- KnightStrider day old? Wow man you sure put that off.
-*- abstersiveTournure Manners. Wriggling is unseemly to a predator who must fall stalk still at an instant's notice.
-*- abstersiveTournure (It was also maybe worrying what if he fell --)
-*- kitaiZetsubou im gonna do it
-*- kitaiZetsubou im gonan
-*- abstersiveTournure ...But.
-*- kitaiZetsubou i'm gonna jOIN THE PARTY
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Don't eat any until the ape tells you they are ready, understand?
-*- KnightStrider soon enough everything is plated, all nice and pretty, everything set neatly on the table for everyone, even Ciro, and Damara he guesses.
<KnightStrider> there
<KnightStrider> now everyone who wants to eat
<KnightStrider> has to
<KnightStrider> come to the kitchen
<KnightStrider> table
<KnightStrider> or no
<KnightStrider> food
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- skree|cunningConnery Fiiiiiiiine.
-*- kitaiZetsubou foOD?
-*- kitaiZetsubou the wild komaeda recoils as he's about to enter the kitchen
-*- skree|cunningConnery Ooh! Ooh! It's ready! It's ready!
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-*- skree|cunningConnery Ciro eagerly hops onto the table, bouncing back and forth among the many delicious plates of precious, precious food.
-*- KnightStrider nope too late, Dave caught eye of you Komaeda, and he's going to WAVE. "hey man hows it going"
-*- skree|cunningConnery Is it all for him? Is it all for him!?
-*- abstersiveTournure The dinosaur was deposited carefully on the ground, scritched a fond final time on the head. Yes, he heard. Don't eat too quickly or you'll get sick --
-*- abstersiveTournure Don't eat all of it!
-*- KnightStrider did I mention that the patties were shaped like cats?
-*- kitaiZetsubou ohno not this agin
-*- skree|cunningConnery ...Goddamnit. You play a hard game, Strider. A hard game indeed.
<kitaiZetsubou> Hello, Dave.
<KnightStrider> you wanna join? dont gotta eat if you dont want but you know
<KnightStrider> peeps are always good to be around
-*- KnightStrider you know i do man.
-*- skree|cunningConnery But so long as that witch wasn't causing havok for now, keyword being for now, then...
<kitaiZetsubou> I'm not sure if.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Hey Komaeda, you're just in time to see the wiry handsome looking irishman crawl out of the cabinet.
<kitaiZetsubou> If I should.
-*- kitaiZetsubou god dammit
<KnightStrider> ehy not man?
-*- skree|cunningConnery Man, this place is full of good looking men!
-*- skree|cunningConnery Uncanny!
-*- kitaiZetsubou everyone is hot and being a disgusting human being is suffering
-*- abstersiveTournure A plate was snatched for safekeeping from the ravenous raplet. Really, it was no different than SCom, constantly running low on food on account of upward of three mouths to feed if Ciro's -- ah, siblings had anything to say about it.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Who even --
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-*- skree|cunningConnery Kitties!
<kitaiZetsubou> I wouldn't want to ruin the atmosphere... Haha.
-*- abstersiveTournure !!
<KnightStrider> dude no youre fine just come on
-*- skree|cunningConnery Ciro (gracefully!) pounces on the plate of cute animal patties, downing them like a ravenous wolf.
-*- abstersiveTournure Ahh, kids.
-*- skree|cunningConnery "Faine, faine, y'goht m--" Cael started to mumble, pulling himself off the floor, when--
<kitaiZetsubou> Well--
-*- skree|cunningConnery WHO'S THIS DOUCHEBAG?
-*- kitaiZetsubou No sense agruing right? Wouldn't want to upset his... Friends, he supposes.
-*- abstersiveTournure He'd have continued to fondly regard the sight, but both the cur's emergence and some guy he'd never met showing up were rather. Distracting.
-*- skree|cunningConnery Seriously, how does he keep doing that? It's the same one, too, he's sure of it. One of those dreaming folks. Not magical at all in the slightest, and yet...
-*- skree|cunningConnery Ugh. Annoying.
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Who exactly are you?"
-*- abstersiveTournure (A-ah --)
-*- abstersiveTournure (He'd. Probably better rescue the other plates too. If only because he was fairly sure anyone else going near them would earn a snap of those teeth.)
<KnightStrider> oh yeah guys this is komaeda hes pretty chill
-*- abstersiveTournure (...He was a hungry child with instincts.)
<kitaiZetsubou> You don't have to...
-*- kitaiZetsubou The mumbled words sound somewhat like "compliment me" but, alas.
-*- kitaiZetsubou It is a mystery.
-*- abstersiveTournure Eeeeyebrows (while snatching a second plate from the table and placing it on the counter above the newly-opened cabinet).
-*- kitaiZetsubou He just. Can't help but stare.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Both at the peculiar sight of a-- a dinosaur, and to the other occupants of the room.
<KnightStrider> you aight man?
<KnightStrider> still not feeling well?
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<PurpleKoopa> My, this kitchen's certainly gotten crowded. A little too busy for her tastes, honestly. There might've been a time she would have made an attempt to be socially active, but those times were long gone now. Damara snaps her lighter shut, then checks the table to see if the dinosaur left any of that foreign human food for the rest of them.
-*- abstersiveTournure The staring was not particularly appreciated. Especially with the sudden appearance. But...it seemed like Strider wasn't going to let him interrogate the individual.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Stop staring, Komaeda, stop.
-*- kitaiZetsubou But he
-*- kitaiZetsubou He /can't/, god dammit.
-*- abstersiveTournure A plate was proffered in Damara's general direction! He couldn't hold them all, after all. Plus he was pretty sure keeping her mouth occupied was a good thing.
-*- KnightStrider waaves a hand in front of Komaeda's face. "hey man you even there?"
-*- abstersiveTournure ...He really would prefer she just leave at this point.
<abstersiveTournure> [CG's computer screwed up so]
<abstersiveTournure> [Probably best to pause for a few minutes --]
<KnightStrider> (Sure.)
<kitaiZetsubou> Ah--
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<kitaiZetsubou> Sorry, I.
<kitaiZetsubou> It won't happen again.
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<chthonianGunslinger> (hRRRHG)
<abstersiveTournure> [Sending the log your way, CG.]
-*- kitaiZetsubou He must look like a creep. Smiling like that, eyes turned towards the ground, hands held firmly behind himself.
<chthonianGunslinger> (pm it, skype's on the fritz)
<abstersiveTournure> [A'ight.]
<KnightStrider> man dont be sorry about it just making sure youre alright is all
-*- chthonianGunslinger CHOMP CHOMP RIP TEARRRRRRR MUNCH--
<kitaiZetsubou> I'm telling you, don't worry.
<PurpleKoopa> Damara takes the tuna burger plate with a sly, teasing smile. "ありがとう。しかし、この食べ物は私を満たしません。私はむしろディナーを食べていると思います。(THANK YOU. BUT THIS FOOD WILL NOT SATISFY ME. I WOULD RATHER BE EATING YOU FOR DINNER.)"
-*- abstersiveTournure Yeah, he. Really did! Still, less threatening and more...bizarre. He didn't care for dealing with bizarre. It ordinarily only led to --
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure Di-did she j-just --
-*- abstersiveTournure Um.
-*- abstersiveTournure U                         m.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Wh
-*- kitaiZetsubou damARA
-*- kitaiZetsubou i mean alIEN LADY
-*- chthonianGunslinger Okay. Weird new boy at the left, weird new (and absolutely dangerous) troll girl to the left. He had to greet one and subtly chatize the other, he knew, but first--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Business.
-*- whisperingNightterror hahaha
-*- chthonianGunslinger He came out, didn't he? Look here he is, all out in the open and the like.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Still warily glancing to and fro whenever he got the chance to sneak a few, because God this place wasn't safe.)
-*- KnightStrider it's a good thing Dave didn't understand that.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Now come on, beatnik boy.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Coooome on.
-*- KnightStrider your food was placed on the counter man.
-*- chthonianGunslinger No, he's not talking about the food.
-*- KnightStrider ohhh.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Fla-flattering," he managed to sneer defiantly. Geez this was really uncomfortable -- but. God forbid he ever show that. No, b-being. Being sarcastic would do just fine. They wouldn't know any better.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Waggle waggle. These eyebrows can't raise themselves expectantly forever.
-*- abstersiveTournure >:\
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...What's wrong with him?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Apparently, surprisingly, he knew a bit of her language-- Japanese? Chinese? Korean?-- which was.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Appropriate.
-*- abstersiveTournure You're lucky he's a little occupied keeping a stern eye on the alien girl, or he'd be not-frowning not-disapprovingly in your direction. (Because he clearly doesn't care at all.)
-*- KnightStrider imagines up a pack or two of Lucky Strikes and hands them over. "enjoy man"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Nerd.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Hmmmm, wonder what she s-- oH--
-*- abstersiveTournure (T-two-bit street performer.)
-*- KnightStrider (daamn you gonna take that lying down?)
<PurpleKoopa> Damara's grin only widens as Vergil sneers back at her. She fucking /lived/ for these moments, what joy she could still reap out of her existence. ...Well, not /lived/, exactly. But you know what I mean. Putting a little fuel onto the fire, she adds, "私はあなたをむさぼります。あなたの小さな恐竜の仲間のような肉が食い尽くす。 (I WILL DEVOUR YOU. LIKE YOUR TINY DINOSAUR COMPANION DEVOURS MEAT.)"
<PurpleKoopa> She picks the pickle off the side of her plate, and...
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-*- PurpleKoopa /CRUNCH/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Cael tries his best to act cool and collected as he snatched away the smokes with a smirk that wasn't bordering on childish glee at all. That's just silly. "Thahnk ye kaindly, lad. Alas, M'a mahn o'me worhd, so..."
-*- PurpleKoopa Munch.
-*- PurpleKoopa /Munch/.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure ,,,
<KnightStrider> so...?
-*- whisperingNightterror are those a pair of tiny little vergil tears
-*- whisperingNightterror can I eat them
-*- abstersiveTournure (8c)
-*- KnightStrider alpha no.
-*- PurpleKoopa I HAVE DIBS ON LICKING TEARS.
-*- PurpleKoopa TEARS BETTER THAN BEER.
-*- whisperingNightterror I was here firssst!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Shove. Down they go. Right into his left coat pocket, where they always should've been. "Oi promaise ye, y'wohn't see a ounce o'smoke in y'phrecious kitchen so long as Oi dai."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uhhhhh.
<KnightStrider> snrk
-*- PurpleKoopa NO. YOU GET SECONDS. /MY/ SECONDS. tO'n'Ot
-*- whisperingNightterror well fine then you know what
<KnightStrider> sure man
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Y-(yes, well, y-you.)"
-*- abstersiveTournure Mumble mumble (hisssss).
-*- whisperingNightterror maybe I'll just steal Cael's cig's a bribe him with them how's /that/ tu_ut
-*- abstersiveTournure ...A-ahem.
-*- whisperingNightterror guess what I mean by bribe wink wonk
-*- KnightStrider alpha i swear to fuck leave them alone.
-*- KnightStrider youre terrorizing them enough as it is.
-*- abstersiveTournure "...I presume you're hu-hungry, as w-well," he ground out with a fierce glance at the -- Komaeda? -- just keep your composure and carry on. No big deal. None at all.
<KnightStrider> (Slick's restarting her computer.)
<abstersiveTournure> [oh geez I didn't see them slip out]
<abstersiveTournure> [whoops]
-*- whisperingNightterror I wouldn't necessarily be /terrorizing/ as much as /deal/ /making/ now wouldn't I?
-*- KnightStrider anything involving you instantly classifies as terrorizing
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<abstersiveTournure> [Welcome back!]
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh. Oh. Now he gets it. Didn't need to understand the language to understand what she was doing.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Heheheheh.
-*- whisperingNightterror well I am commonly referred to as a terror so
-*- KnightStrider go away. :I
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He'll have to try that some time. Seemed to work wonders on him.)
-*- whisperingNightterror nice come back
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Ironically, of course.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Of course.)
-*- KnightStrider just go.
-*- chthonianGunslinger MUNCH MUNCH CHOMP SLURRRRP... ?
-*- abstersiveTournure Another plate was saved from the danger zone and thrust in the creepy staring relative stranger's direction without waiting for a response.
<kitaiZetsubou> thank ))
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Master are you okay.)
<abstersiveTournure> [Slick should I PM you what you missed o:]
-*- chthonianGunslinger (You don't smell okay. >:)
<kitaiZetsubou> y es pls ))
<KnightStrider> (Weebles.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (H-he --)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Quite. Qu-quite okay. He's fine.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (...You missed a little!)
<kitaiZetsubou> "O-oh."
<PurpleKoopa> Damara looks honestly surprised. Whoa. Did he just /hiss/ at her? That wasn't a thing humans could do, at least, not as far as she knew. Seeing how he's on the verge of sweating more than Horuss in a sauna, she decides to back off for now, then sets her plate on the counter and eats her tuna burger in relative silence.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Are you sure because you don't sound su--)
<kitaiZetsubou> No, I'm not-- Thank you, but I'd rather not.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Oh!)
-*- chthonianGunslinger CHOMP CHOMP CHOMP--
-*- KnightStrider turning his back to everyone Dave began to clean, busying himself with the task.
-*- kitaiZetsubou He rather politely refuses the offered plate, getting back into the whole staring thing--- even when he told himself not to.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He'll just casually take his plate here and slllllide right up to his trusty companion, charming grin and all. Now that he's been softened up...
-*- chthonianGunslinger SMA--
-*- kitaiZetsubou He doesn't
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Naaah, too obvious.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Really look like the kind of dude who eats a lot.
<KnightStrider> oh vergil i know hes not around but save a plate in the fridge for dante aight? i want him to try something other than pizza for once
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Hmm. He glanced, still tense and unsettled, between the alien and the -- uh -- Komaeda. Right. Whatever. He was more focused on the eyeing the girl suspiciously than the skinny fellow. Just because she looked like she backed off...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Pat pat pat. "Awwww, Dohn't feel too bahd Vehgel. Whahtever she said, n' Oi'm surhe she said a loht, she prhobably didn't mean it. Oi mean, who could ever b'that ainto y'?"
-*- abstersiveTournure (And don't think he's not aware of you, Lucky.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Hi.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (:3.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (:3c.)
-*- abstersiveTournure ((The patting still maybe made him jolt. Just the tiniest bit.))
-*- chthonianGunslinger (You're a pleasant distraction from the constant vigilance of the witchy woman over there. Or any other potential batshit insane tenant around here.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Humor him.)
-*- kitaiZetsubou Ah, yes, now he at least doesn't have to scare one person. Excellent.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, don't think he's not watching you boy. Not an ounce of magic on you and yet you snuck up on him not once, but twice?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Curious.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Curious and suspicious.
-*- abstersiveTournure "...I can't imagine," he groused, finally tearing his eyes from the witch to Ciro and then to his untouched food. (And the patting wasn't shrugged away, at least.)
-*- kitaiZetsubou sorry for being suspicious I'll
-*- kitaiZetsubou I'll see myself out.
-*- kitaiZetsubou I apologize for bothering you.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Progress!)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Chirp. Are you going to eat that?
-*- PurpleKoopa NO NO. YOU STAY. COME BOTHER ME ANY DAY.
-*- abstersiveTournure "I d-don't guarantee he won't send it back with complaints about the crust, Strider," he added, a little more loudly. (Which is to say, above a grouchy mumble.)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure He --
-*- abstersiveTournure (...who knew how long it had been since he properly ate?)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ciro has taken residence up on his former plate, curling up on it like it was a tiny rug made just for him. It might as well have been! Those kitties were good!
-*- KnightStrider nope not so fast. "hey komaeda can you help me here with the dishes?"
-*- abstersiveTournure ...He leeeaned forward and placed the plate before his companion without a word. Stupid cute little pleading. No wonder he'd gotten thinner over the course of the game.
-*- abstersiveTournure (That, and a general lack of time to concern himself with food, after a certain point.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Always too busy fighting or watching or working --)
<PurpleKoopa> Damara looks up mid-chew and peers over at the dinosaur, all curled up on his plate. Aw. It almost brought a smile to her face. (Though that was because she was pondering the blackmail possibilities. The whole locking-your-lusus-in-a-chest thing worked wonders against Rufioh.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (He thought everyone lost track of such necessities as sleep and nutrition after a while.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, right, the lizard. What a funny looking creature. Sort of looked like a dinosaur, if they bred them in tiny toy sizes. Like a toy poodle, only pointier. And more purple, apparently!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Sort of reminded him of the rabb--
-*- kitaiZetsubou He perks up, navigating himself past the other occupants of the room, very, /very/ aware of just where his gangly limbs went. But it was a success.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Noone was accidentally touched. All's well that ends well.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...No, no, that was over now. No reason to think about it again. Not now, not ever.
<abstersiveTournure> [dAMARA IM]
<abstersiveTournure> [Damara how could you lock up that cute little face]
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Not ever, ever, ever.)
<kitaiZetsubou> I can take care of it myself.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Not even once.)
-*- PurpleKoopa WITH MUZZLE AND PADLOCKS. VERY EASY.
<kitaiZetsubou> You can talk to your friends instead.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "So, uh... Who's y'frhiend?" He perked up, considering whether or not he should sit down with his plate. That thing looked hungry.
-*- abstersiveTournure Uh --
-*- abstersiveTournure Oh. Right.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Are you sure...?
-*- abstersiveTournure Questions.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Well, Okay!
-*- chthonianGunslinger POUNCE.
-*- chthonianGunslinger CHOMP CHEW RRRRRRIP TEAR MUNCH MUNCH.
-*- abstersiveTournure (...)
-*- abstersiveTournure ((he's fine.))
-*- kitaiZetsubou Komaeda will just--
-*- kitaiZetsubou Ignore the elephant in the room. Well.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Raptor.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Ciro." A concise explanation if ever there was one.
-*- abstersiveTournure Scritch scritch.
-*- abstersiveTournure Mind your manners at least a little.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh Lord. Definitely not sitting down. He wasn't about to risk his life on it.
-*- chthonianGunslinger At least the burger could say it had a quick death.
-*- abstersiveTournure Wise idea anyway. You don't know what's been on that ta--
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Well, you might.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Fine.
-*- abstersiveTournure Thank God for earplugs.
-*- abstersiveTournure (Thank you.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger munch munch chew rip
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...You're, uh, doing the bird noises again.
-*- KnightStrider STILL DOING DISHES LIKE A COOL AND INTERESTING PERSON.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But please, don't let him stop you.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It amuses him so.
-*- kitaiZetsubou He'll just casually take those dishes--
-*- abstersiveTournure (hsssssss)
-*- kitaiZetsubou Really. Dave. Just have some fun.
-*- abstersiveTournure A-hem. Anyway.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yeah, that's the one!
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<PurpleKoopa> Damn, look at that little guy go to town on those burgers. Regardless of whether or not he's still paying any attention to her, Damara looks over at Vergil, back at the voracious velicoraptor, then her face tells him all he needs to know. She said she would devour you, Vergil. /Devour/ /you/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But, ah, he'll take his chances up here. Standing up and eating was so uncouth, but it was better than not eating at all. Munch.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Well, it wasn't Vanilla Wafers.
-*- abstersiveTournure "(It would behoove you to dispose of that before he finishes.)"
-*- KnightStrider DISHES /ARE/ FUN, GEEZE.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nice job keeping your promise, Dave.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(Rheallai? Oi wouldn't hahve known.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger RRRRRRRRIP--
-*- KnightStrider what, it wasn't vanilla wafers I could have given you worse.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oops.
-*- chthonianGunslinger rrrrrrip.
-*- abstersiveTournure He's got his eye on you, mister.
-*- kitaiZetsubou He can't help but glance back to the occupants of the room-- An irishman, an alien and
-*- kitaiZetsubou Who's that blue douchebag
-*- PurpleKoopa that's sonic the hedgehog
-*- kitaiZetsubou is it another albin--
-*- abstersiveTournure (And, uh. He's got his ears and most of his other senses on you, ma'am.)
-*- abstersiveTournure Incidentally, Komaeda, he looked almost exactly like the albino from the other day! Just.
-*- abstersiveTournure Better hair. And fashion sense.
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-*- kitaiZetsubou God
-*- kitaiZetsubou Dammit
-*- KnightStrider fiiinishes up with the dishes and drains the sink. "there we go..."
-*- kitaiZetsubou It's not fair that everyone is hot.
-*- abstersiveTournure At least this one won't make ridiculous amounts of innuendos intentionally.
<abstersiveTournure> [CG's computer malfunctioned again. umu]
-*- kitaiZetsubou He's not sure if that's for better or for worse.
-*- kitaiZetsubou He certainly feels worse about finding him attractive.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Or is it better?
-*- abstersiveTournure It's probably a good thing he's entirely oblivious to any form of attraction to him in this room except the overblown threat/promise to devour him that could only be loosely interpreted  as attraction to him as opposed to a general attempt to make him squirm.
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<chthonianGunslinger> (jesus christ my computer has been screwing up /so/ bad)
-*- kitaiZetsubou Don't worry, Komaeda has an unrequited crush on pretty much everyone he encounters.
<PurpleKoopa> Anyway, she's done with her burger now, but she's still up for screwing around with people. She picks up her dirty plate, then calls over to Dave and the other member of the cleaning crew. "私が行わ午前 (I AM DONE.)"
<abstersiveTournure> [Log sent.]
<PurpleKoopa> Hey, check it out! She spelled "FUCK YOU" with the sesame seeds! Her language skills are really improving.
-*- KnightStrider takes the dish without question and gets back to cleaning it, ignoring the seedy reading.
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<chthonianGunslinger> (guys help i)
<chthonianGunslinger> (i need number codes the rest of my x-chat client isn't wORKING)
<abstersiveTournure> [patpatpat]
<chthonianGunslinger> (oh there we go)
<chthonianGunslinger> (finally)
<abstersiveTournure> [u ok xchat]
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh. Lovely.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh yes, he's definitely keeping his eyes on you lady.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Not in that way.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Hahaha, no, he wouldn't touch that with a ten foot pole.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (S'probably crawling with bugs and worms and all sorts of virulent diseases.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Munch munch. Nope, definitely wasn't Vanilla Wafers.
-*- kitaiZetsubou He'll just
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was far, far better than Vanilla Wafers if he were being honest, but...
-*- kitaiZetsubou /Take/ that plate from Dave.
-*- KnightStrider see? Aren't I nice to you?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Let's not get too ahead of ourselves.
<KnightStrider> ...?
-*- kitaiZetsubou A bit late, but still.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Go have fun he'll fix it.
<KnightStrider> hey man you alright?
-*- chthonianGunslinger As for the attractiveness level of this particular irishb-- man, well, he--
-*- chthonianGunslinger He dressed like the Fourth Doctor.
-*- chthonianGunslinger And didn't have any hair gel on him.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He'll let you be the judge. God knows his own assesment wouldn't be that high.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Save for his smile. Everyone said he always had a nice smile. Why else would he keep a toothbrush and toothpaste with him?)
-*- kitaiZetsubou Komaeda's type is walking talking breathing degrading
-*- kitaiZetsubou Or sadistic
-*- chthonianGunslinger Wait-- what-- Oh, haha, no. No, he's--
<chthonianGunslinger> (hHHHGH)
-*- kitaiZetsubou I didn't
<chthonianGunslinger> (jesus thank)
-*- kitaiZetsubou I didn't say anything what are you talking about.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He's not into that, sorry.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nnnnope.
-*- kitaiZetsubou Oh, that's fine he'll just.
-*- chthonianGunslinger hEY, ANYWAY--
-*- KnightStrider yeah sorry hes too into guys named vergil
-*- kitaiZetsubou He'll just try not to disgust you, I.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Just. Hanging out with his mild acquaintence here. Finishing this burger.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It's.
-*- KnightStrider and vergils too busy trying to get a little irsish in him... if you know what i mean
-*- chthonianGunslinger It's really great, let him tell you.
<PurpleKoopa> That passive-aggressive gesture didn't seem to leave so much as a dent in him, but she didn't mind. She had better ways of getting to people. Now that she's done eating, Damara kicks her legs onto the table and lights herself a fresh one, kitchen etiquette be damned.
-*- KnightStrider i mean what?
-*- KnightStrider ... walks over and just pushes her to the ground, chair and all.
<KnightStrider> oops
-*- KnightStrider will wait to see if that cigarette falls from her mouth before attempting to stomp it out.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Geez he's still hungry.
<kitaiZetsubou> ug h im sorry i have class an the teacher is gonna bitch @ me if i bring my computer or take out my cellphone s o ))
<abstersiveTournure> [class]
<kitaiZetsubou> ill have 2 go for nnow but its not like im active anyhow lmao ))
<abstersiveTournure> [all of them]
<abstersiveTournure> [then sleep]
<abstersiveTournure> [later u3u]
-*- KnightStrider goodbye keeses.)
<PurpleKoopa> OOF. Damara is abruptly knocked over, and her cigarette gets knocked out of her mouth before she quickly snatches it back up. Goddammit, how many of these did she have to go through? She groans, coming to with a surly, "良いもの。あなただけのあなたのための私の憎しみを促進している。(GOOD ONE. YOU ARE ONLY FURTHERING MY HATE FOR YOU.)"
<KnightStrider> i told you man all you gotta do is not smoke in the kitchen and were problem free
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Jesus, he really had a thing about smoking in his kitchen, didn't he? Bad enough to tip over potentially unstable troll girls with boundless amounts of temporal magic.
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Strider." Oh, he, uh --
-*- abstersiveTournure Didn't sound very happy. At all.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Are you even remotely cognizant of my laborous toils to persuade her not to kill you, potentially repeatedly?"
<KnightStrider> ive died a million fucking times man a million fucking more aint gonna hurt
<PurpleKoopa> "あなたは、台所に煙がないようにどのように期待しています。私はすでに禁煙している時。(HOW DO YOU EXPECT THERE TO BE NO SMOKE IN THE KITCHEN. WHEN I AM ALREADY SMOKING HOT.)" From her spot on the floor, she puts her hands on her hip and twists a little. Yeah, yeah, we all know what kind of "smoking" you mean, Damara.
-*- chthonianGunslinger 08 (Idiot was going to get them all killed.)
<chthonianGunslinger> (what no)
<chthonianGunslinger> (okay let me)
<chthonianGunslinger> 7 (figure out how this works)
<chthonianGunslinger> (...i don't know how this works)
<PurpleKoopa> "、人間を降りる。一緒に私たちは床に美しいホールを燃やす。(GET DOWN, HUMAN. TOGETHER WE WILL BURN A BEAUTIFUL HOLE IN THE FLOOR.)"
-*- abstersiveTournure orange and pppppurple??
<abstersiveTournure> [yes flawless]
<abstersiveTournure> [I am the master of stupid chat systems]
<abstersiveTournure> [hAIL]
<KnightStrider> look i clearly dont understand you when youre speaking like that so if you want to get something out of me say it in fucking english
-*- abstersiveTournure "She --"
-*- abstersiveTournure Um.
-*- abstersiveTournure "You would rather not know."
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-*- abstersiveTournure ...He really didn't want to get between them. Or anywhere near the girl. Ever. But --
-*- abstersiveTournure Stupid moron.
<PurpleKoopa> Damara shakes her head at Dave. "ないで。(NO.)" she quips, just to spite him.
<KnightStrider> oh yeah real fucking original
<KnightStrider> dumb cooze
<abstersiveTournure> [I think I'm gonna wait for CG to get situated, ahaha.]
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<PurpleKoopa> "BAKA." Yeah, ha ha, she did that on purpose. She finally picks herself off the floor, then gives the fallen chair a kick in Dave's direction. It scoot forward a tad, non-threateningly.
<KnightStrider> yeah real mature bitch real mature youre almost up there with karkat in insult rankings
<KnightStrider> so eloquent i feel hurt
<KnightStrider> you sure got me
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<PurpleKoopa> As Dave leaves to go tuck himself into bed or whatever, Damara lights herself a long overdue cigarette, and manages to take a puff before anyone gives her lip about it. .../Urgh/. No, this isn't helping her calm down any. She doesn't /need/ anyone else to give her lip as long as /she/'/s/ still got a working think pan.
<PurpleKoopa> Damara waves her cigarette out and mumbles East Beforan curses underneath her breath. "くそ。それは私が期待通り満たしているとされていません。(DAMMIT. IT IS NOT AS SASTIFYING AS I HOPED.)"