* :Aidan Sorin flops down on his side: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : ...And then silence prevailed.
Sathyre Caerwyn : Yay.
* :Aidan Sorin rolls onto his back. Then stretches. Then rolls around playfully: *
Teivel Spyridon : You could always have another riveting, in-depth conversation with yourself.
:x
Sathyre Caerwyn : . . .
Sathyre Caerwyn : I was not talking with myself. -_-"""
* :Teivel Spyridon looks away, scratching at his ear "Whatever you say, nutcase.": *
Sathyre Caerwyn : ...
* :Rhiann Baenre just looks around a bit: *
* :Sathyre Caerwyn stands up, still having the zweihander...in one hand.: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : . . .
Sathyre Caerwyn : What did you just call me?..
* :Aidan Sorin sits up at attention: *
Teivel Spyridon : Who me? *points at self*
Sathyre Caerwyn : Yooooooooooou.
Teivel Spyridon : Why, I didn't say /anything/. Sure you aren't just hearing things?
Sathyre Caerwyn : Oh yeah? Calling me a nutcase.
* :Teivel Spyridon gasps "Someone called you a what? How rude of them!": *
Sathyre Caerwyn : Well, what can I say? You, sir, are a fucktard. *mockbow*
* :Sathyre Caerwyn hides zweihander and goes to sit aside...PLOTTING.: *
* :Teivel Spyridon chuckles and stretches his arms over his head: *
Teivel Spyridon : That was cute, really. *laughs*
Sathyre Caerwyn : . . .
Sathyre Caerwyn : The C word...
* :Sathyre Caerwyn takes out a GODDAMN GLUEBOMB.: *
* :Aidan Sorin gets down on all fours as if about to pounce on something: *
* :Rhiann Baenre is freaking distracted by art and should probably log off :|  : *
* :Rhiann Baenre stands, "Well, nice to meet you...": *
* :Aidan Sorin nods politely: *
* :Sathyre Caerwyn gets ready to BASH THE GLUEBOMB RIGHT INTO THE OFFENDER'S FACE.: *
* :Rhiann Baenre goes home yes: *
* :Aidan Sorin SNARLFACE and RUNNING TACKLE LEAP: *
Teivel Spyridon : Oh back so soo--- the hell?! D8 *scrambles away*
* :Sathyre Caerwyn ACKs. "Ze fu you are doing?!": *
Sathyre Caerwyn : I have been insulted!
Sathyre Caerwyn : I have to avenge my dignity! ><
* :Aidan Sorin grabs her cape with his teeth: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : ...Getaway.
* :Aidan Sorin draaaaags: *
* :Teivel Spyridon salutes Aidan "Nice work, good sir!": *
* :Aidan Sorin spits out: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : G-gah.
* :Teivel Spyridon starts laughing again until he has to hold his sides in pain: *
* :Sathyre Caerwyn scowls...attempts to bop the gluebomb into Aidan's face.: *
Sathyre Caerwyn has rolled a 2!
(( Sathyre Caerwyn: Fff. ))
(( Sathyre Caerwyn: Why, dicegods. ))
Aidan Sorin has rolled a 2!
(( Sathyre Caerwyn: ...LOL REROLL ))
(( Aidan Sorin: *snort* ))
Sathyre Caerwyn has rolled a 9!
(( Sathyre Caerwyn: ... ))
Aidan Sorin has rolled a 20!
(( Sathyre Caerwyn: FUCK YOU ))
(( Sathyre Caerwyn: Dx ))
* :Aidan Sorin CATCHES IT IN HIS MOUTH. and blinks.: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : ...
Sathyre Caerwyn : Fuck.
Sathyre Caerwyn : Fuckity-fucking-onfucky-underfuck.
* :Sathyre Caerwyn proceeds to GOAWAY.: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : .....NOW.
* :Sathyre Caerwyn unsheathes claymore.: *
* :Sathyre Caerwyn holds it in only one hand.: *
* :Teivel Spyridon tilts head: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : My dignity.
Sathyre Caerwyn : Has to be avenged. =__=
Teivel Spyridon : Ooooh is that what this is?
Teivel Spyridon : I thought you were coming on to me.
Teivel Spyridon : Drat.
* :Aidan Sorin hunkers down and starts gnawing on the glue bomb: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : I want to slice you open.
Sathyre Caerwyn : Pull your guts out.
Sathyre Caerwyn : And proceed to.
Sathyre Caerwyn : Tear them out.
Sathyre Caerwyn : While you are still alive.
Sathyre Caerwyn : =___=
(( Estel Herald: ... I really shouldn't go AFK ever ))
* :Aidan Sorin gnaw gnaw om nom nom glue bomb: *
Teivel Spyridon : Well now, that doesn't sound very lady-like. :(
Sathyre Caerwyn : Ladylike. Me. *snorts in a DECIDEDLY unladylike way.*
Estel Herald : ...temper.
Sathyre Caerwyn : . . .
Teivel Spyridon : Hmmm... *scratches head* you're right.
Estel Herald : ...re~mem~ber?
Sathyre Caerwyn : Grrrrrr.
* :Sathyre Caerwyn rubs her temples. "Maintain composure, suppress temper...I know, I
know...": *
* :Estel Herald points at the claymore.: *
* :Aidan Sorin gragrgh nom nom no-- *POP*: *
Estel Herald : ...sword away--
Sathyre Caerwyn : ......
* :Aidan Sorin has a shocked look when he gets glue ALL IN HIS FACE AND MOUTH: *
* :Estel Herald covers her mouth, hiding a smile.: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : ..........
* :Aidan Sorin gags: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : Oopsie.
* :Teivel Spyridon looks over at Aidan and starts cracking up, totally forgetting Sathyre: *
Estel Herald : ...ehem.
* :Sathyre Caerwyn sheathes claymore. SNORTS.: *
* :Aidan Sorin coughs and sputters and tries to get it off oh god: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : That's what you get for chewing a gluebomb...
Estel Herald : ...spit it out...
* :Aidan Sorin scrambles up to his feet/hands and FLEES but ends up stumbling: *
* :Aidan Sorin faceplant: *
Sathyre Caerwyn : ...What an idiot. e_e
Estel Herald : ...warm water.
* :Aidan Sorin coughs and sputters: *
* :Aidan Sorin 's player has to leave so.... Aidan gets back to his feet and RUNS: *
* :Estel Herald sighs.: *