You have just entered room "hardlessons."
PapatymisonN: Hi.
Lithaladhwen: Hiya.
PapatymisonN: I'm just gonna be ONE moment.
PapatymisonN: I'm gathering my co-conspirator(s).
PapatymisonN: ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Okie-day.
PapatymisonN: <rp>
Lithaladhwen: <It would seem.>
PapatymisonN: *It is evening in the Doma slums.*
PapatymisonN: *Zea's note said "Sit and wait". It made sure not to tell how long.*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs* Someday I'm going to do something about all the dramatic vaguery.
PapatymisonN: *if there's a time limit for how long Zea will sit there, it's reached, if it's under an hour...*
Lithaladhwen: *summons a book*
PapatymisonN: *and then...*
AngeloState606 has entered the room.
AngeloState606: *Walking down the street is a large man*
AngeloState606: *Who slightly resembles Frankensteins monster...*
AngeloState606: *Pretty much the only think lacking are the neck-bolts.*
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: IM: Why don't we have leash laws for these things?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Or at least some requirement that they wear tags to identify their owner.
AngeloState606: *Spots a pretty blue-haired girl sitting on the bench*
AngeloState606: MMmmm
Lithaladhwen: *head tilt*
AngeloState606: *Almost sounded like "yum"*
Lithaladhwen: What?
Lithaladhwen: Speak if you're sentient.
Lithaladhwen: Don't just moan at me.
AngeloState606: *Creeps over to her and sits down next to her, running a hand along his head*
AngeloState606: 'Ow are ya, miss?
Lithaladhwen: *sigh of suppressing irritation* Fine. You have a name?
AngeloState606: Yea! Th' names Zoig.
AngeloState606: Wha'ss your name, little miss? *creepy grin with nasty teeth*
Lithaladhwen: Just between you and me?
Lithaladhwen: ...My name is irrelevant.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know you. And I don't know who made you. I know it wasn't me.
AngeloState606: Well, okay...if you insist...
AngeloState606: Made me?
AngeloState606: What'dya mean?
Lithaladhwen: *hourglass vision...ho!*
Lithaladhwen: Never mind. Figure of speech.
PapatymisonN: *he reads as normal*
Lithaladhwen: *normal-alive-normal?*
PapatymisonN: *normal alive normal*
AngeloState606: Figure o' speech?
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. It's not important.
AngeloState606: *grunt*
Lithaladhwen: *stands and sets her book down on the bench*
AngeloState606: Wha'ss a pretty lassie like you doin' in these pahrts?
Lithaladhwen: Hm? Reading. *points down to her copy of Everlasting Shadow*
Lithaladhwen: What's a stranger like you doing talking to the pretty lassie?
AngeloState606: *His eyes travel up and down her body*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh, for fuck's sake.
AngeloState606: Juss, uh, wantin' to get to know yeh...
AngeloState606: *grin again with the bad teeth*
Lithaladhwen: Oh. *summons her scythe*
Lithaladhwen: How well?
PapatymisonN: *uh oh*
AngeloState606: O.O
PapatymisonN: *where's the scythe?*
AngeloState606: Wha' the?
Lithaladhwen: *in her hands*
PapatymisonN: *actually, no*
PapatymisonN: *it is not there.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is alarming. Hm.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I think this calls for another experiment.
AngeloState606: How 'bout we go to my playce...hmm?
Lithaladhwen: Say, kiddo. You use magic?
AngeloState606: *breathing heavily*
AngeloState606: >.> Me?
AngeloState606: Erm, no...
AngeloState606: o.O
Lithaladhwen: IM: Experiment number two.
Lithaladhwen: *glances over to a weed in the sidewalk and attempts to hasten its growth a bit*
PapatymisonN: *it stays still.'*
Lithaladhwen: IM: As I thought. No magic. Meaning.... my mother's approach.
Lithaladhwen: Well, that's good then.
AngeloState606: Like I said...why don' we go to my playce? I don' live far from here...
AngeloState606: *wink*
Lithaladhwen: I live closer. And I've got.... *counts on her fingers*
Lithaladhwen: *says nothing and smiles privately*
AngeloState606: Wha'dya gott?
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles* Oh, well. I don't think I know you well enough to show you all of those.
Lithaladhwen: You could buy me a drink at least.
AngeloState606: Show me wha'?
Lithaladhwen: Maybe then a girl'd feel a little more at ease.
AngeloState606: *Reaches out to her blouse*
AngeloState606: Tha'ss a pretty color....*stroke stroke*
Lithaladhwen: *smacks him across the face*
Lithaladhwen: Manners.
Lithaladhwen: I've killed men for less.
AngeloState606: O.O
Lithaladhwen: I'm trying to be nice.
Lithaladhwen: Do the same, sweetheart. Will you?
AngeloState606: *ANGRILY grasps her neck in his huge hand*
AngeloState606: *Lifts her up off the ground in his grip as if she were a rag doll*
AngeloState606: *Grunt, snarl*
AngeloState606: *Tightens his grip and then...*
AngeloState606: *SNAP!*
Lithaladhwen: *narrows her eyes* You know... who the last guy was who ... did that?
Lithaladhwen: >.o
PapatymisonN: *yes. Snap*
Lithaladhwen: *That's no good*
PapatymisonN: *That's it.*
PapatymisonN: *Zea's body goes limp in the thug's hand*
AngeloState606: *Tosses her on the ground and runs away*
Lithaladhwen: *Well, damn. She needed that.*
PapatymisonN: *the next thing she experiences is... white*
PapatymisonN: *if you're familiar with the feeling of a phantom leg, imagine that for your whole body*
PapatymisonN: *You remember it being there, but it's... not. And yet, you refuse to believe it.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Well, that's no good.
PapatymisonN: I'll have to talk to that thug. He was supposed to choke you...
PapatymisonN: *Jethro is before Zea*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Careless. Not like him.
AngeloState606 has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Takes my magic, hires unreliable assailants....
PapatymisonN: I can hear you, you know.
Lithaladhwen: IM: You would.
PapatymisonN: You remember Processing...
Lithaladhwen: IM: Yeah. You remember to background check your employees?
Lithaladhwen: IM: That guy could've used a closer look.
PapatymisonN: The next time I need you killed, I'll make sure it's a softer touch.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Good boy.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'll send you pie.
PapatymisonN: *grumbles while smirking*
PapatymisonN: Anyways, this is your lesson for the day.
PapatymisonN: You are getting your tour of the hereafter.
Lithaladhwen: IM: You mentioned that. And with your typical lack of explanation, we go about our business.
PapatymisonN: Only problem was, you can't take it with you.
Lithaladhwen: *ye gods is she annoyed with him?*
PapatymisonN: A body, that is.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Well. Now that we've gotten the vaguery out of the way. Business is more productive than standing around giving me relevant information after the fact.
PapatymisonN: ... and fine. I will be more direct next time.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Good. I don't fuck around with you people. Quit fucking with me.
Lithaladhwen: IM: You can tell me these things, you know.
PapatymisonN: For this one, we wanted a little surprise, but, from now on, everything will be upfront.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Actions speak louder, my friend.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Get on with it.
PapatymisonN: *Jethro opens a door*
PapatymisonN: *the desk sits there, with the man behind it*
PapatymisonN: Processing Clerk: Hello, Jethro. And who is this?
PapatymisonN: Ah. Zea, this is Kevin. Kevin, Zea.
Lithaladhwen: *Zea have use of something resembling her own form?*
PapatymisonN: *Zea is manifesting as what she sees herself as*
Lithaladhwen: *She looks like she looks, then.*
Lithaladhwen: *waves* Hey.
Lithaladhwen: How's your day going? Meet anyone interesting?
PapatymisonN: PC: A warlord from Bovus and a few of his men.
PapatymisonN: K: They were interesting.
Lithaladhwen: *raises her eyebrows* Good deal. Glad to hear it isn't too boring in here.
PapatymisonN: K: Never.
PapatymisonN: K: Jethro, will she be going up or down today?
PapatymisonN: Both. Although she's free to choose which one first...
PapatymisonN: K: ... oh. You have authorization, right?
PapatymisonN: *Jethro nods*
Lithaladhwen: Jethro knows what he's doing.
Lithaladhwen: Even if he never freaking explains it.
PapatymisonN: Well, Zea? Up or down first?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, choices.
Lithaladhwen: I want to say down first. But I won't. We'll go up.
PapatymisonN: Alright. We'll be right back, Kevin.
Lithaladhwen: By the way, Kevin. Having an okay time processing the ghosts I sent over?
PapatymisonN: K: ... oh, YOU'RE the one who did that?
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. How'd it go?
PapatymisonN: K: ... *reaches under his desk and slams down a stack of paperwork*
Lithaladhwen: *grins*
Lithaladhwen: *salutes him* You've got the hard job, man. *to Jethro* Okay to go?
PapatymisonN: *nods* Be back soon, Kevin.
PapatymisonN: *the pair head to the right, and the door opens*
PapatymisonN: After you.
Lithaladhwen: *goes*
PapatymisonN: *follows*
Lithaladhwen: By the way, Jethro. You just gonna leave my body down there, or am I going to need it again?
PapatymisonN: It's being taken to your home.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, man. James is going to have a heart attack.
PapatymisonN: He'll live.
PapatymisonN: *and through the door you go...*
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* Forget James. John's going to have a bird.
Lithaladhwen: *onward-ho*
PapatymisonN: *if Zea's expecting a physical place, she was very wrong*
PapatymisonN: *the best you can describe it is... joy. Utter and indescribable*
Lithaladhwen: *doesn't think or speak, just takes it in*
PapatymisonN: *It's ... unity. With all. Any worries or fears or imperfections cannot exist here...*
PapatymisonN: *there truly cannot be anything better*
Lithaladhwen: *just passively ...experiencing it for now*
PapatymisonN: *and then... it's like... there is singing!*
PapatymisonN: *a refrain of ecstacy from all there...*
PapatymisonN: *it's beauty on top of beauty*
Lithaladhwen: *wants so badly to join in with the voices and ...just... doesn't feel like she should as her reason returns to her*
Lithaladhwen: IM: No source, everything is everywhere.
PapatymisonN: That's about all we can be here for, Zea... Let's go.
Lithaladhwen: *resentment briefly pushes away the joy as she realizes again that they can't stay*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Go. Have to go.
PapatymisonN: *aaaaaaand they're back out of the door*
PapatymisonN: *it shuts before them*
PapatymisonN: Not bad, eh?
Lithaladhwen: *blinks a lot* That was... a trip and a half.
Lithaladhwen: *shakes her head to clear it*
PapatymisonN: Hell of a lot better than clouds and bareass celestials with string instruments.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. I've seen some fairly goodlooking bareass celestials.
Lithaladhwen: You sure we don't need one or two?
PapatymisonN: I'll see if we can't get a few thrown in there. *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: Good man. Pie and cookies.
PapatymisonN: ... *sort of pauses*
PapatymisonN: *chewing his lip*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Yeah, I know. Get on with it.
PapatymisonN: ... I wish I could say that down is just the opposite of that and be done with it, but... I can't.
Lithaladhwen: Wouldn't describe it.
PapatymisonN: *guides her over to the left of the room* I know.
Lithaladhwen: That's why we don't need to stand here talking about it. Just go.
PapatymisonN: K: Good luck.
PapatymisonN: *Jethro opens the door*
PapatymisonN: ... I'll go first.
Lithaladhwen: Why?
PapatymisonN: You're supposed to face your fears. *looking shaken*
PapatymisonN: *heads in*
Lithaladhwen: *follows*
PapatymisonN: *How do you describe non-existence? A lack of being?*
PapatymisonN: *in this place, there is nothing. No hellfire, no demons, no lava rivers and a pointy hellgod tormenting you ironically*
PapatymisonN: *Just... nothing*
Lithaladhwen: *no irony at all?*
PapatymisonN: *none*
Lithaladhwen: *damn*
PapatymisonN: *and somehow, in it, there is horror*
Lithaladhwen: *Well, what do you say to that, huh?*
PapatymisonN: *horror in that there will be nothing else than this*
PapatymisonN: (brb)
Lithaladhwen: ('kay.)
PapatymisonN: *You will no longer experience. You will no longer feel*
PapatymisonN: *nothing else can touch you again, and that agony is enough to rip you asunder*
PapatymisonN: *all of a sudden, Zea's "waist" is caught by an arm*
PapatymisonN: *Jethro pushes himself and her out the door*
PapatymisonN: *he makes sure to press closed the door, so it's tight*
PapatymisonN: *breathing heavily*
Lithaladhwen: *gasps and presses her hands to her face*
Lithaladhwen: *starts crying* Oh, Lord. I have to get them out.
Lithaladhwen: I just can't leave them there. I have to get them out.
PapatymisonN: Zea... there's ... it's HELL.
PapatymisonN: It's ... absolute.
Lithaladhwen: No. *points to the door* I know what that is. I don't mean them.
Lithaladhwen: I know what that is. I don't...
Lithaladhwen: Don't you get it? That's what it's like for them!
Lithaladhwen: That's why they always come to me!
Lithaladhwen: That's why they can't stay the hell away from me! Ever!
Lithaladhwen: *covers her face again*
Lithaladhwen: Only it's just you. And you can see everyone else, still alive.
Lithaladhwen: Everyone else that still matters.
Lithaladhwen: And it's just you.
PapatymisonN: ... then it's a damn good thing that you've done this wonderful thing for them, hmm?
Lithaladhwen: *wipes her face with both hands and nods* I had to. I knew I couldn't imagine what it felt like and I was right.
Lithaladhwen: I was right.
Lithaladhwen: There's no imagining it.
Lithaladhwen: I can't just leave them.
PapatymisonN: *grips her shoulder* You won't, Zea. You won't.
Lithaladhwen: *takes a deep breath and nods*
PapatymisonN: Ready to go back to that body of yours?
Lithaladhwen: It still broken? *little smile*
Lithaladhwen: Or did someone fix it while we were gone?
PapatymisonN: It SHOULD be. Seriously, that thug is not going to work in this town again.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well.
Lithaladhwen: Background checks. Seriously.
PapatymisonN: He DID check out. Although, one of the requirements WAS being able to kill...
PapatymisonN: An assassin next time.
Lithaladhwen: May I ask a favor?
Lithaladhwen: Don't hire my father. Or even try. I think it would only upset him.
PapatymisonN: I'll do my best to never have this happen again.
Lithaladhwen: What? Hiring someone to kill me?
Lithaladhwen: Thanks.
PapatymisonN: You're welcome... *Jethro opens a door...*
Lithaladhwen: Jethro. *turns to look him in the eye* Hold on a second.
PapatymisonN: What is it?
Lithaladhwen: I have to tell you... I know the process is a pain in the ass now.
Lithaladhwen: But I'll fix it. I'll make it work. I just need a little time.
PapatymisonN: I know you will.
Lithaladhwen: *nods* I'll get it. Now that I know the basics.
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. My body.
Lithaladhwen: I need that.
PapatymisonN: *and they're outside her home*
Lithaladhwen: I promised you cookies and pie. But it won't be today. Or tomorrow. In ten years you'll get a note.
PapatymisonN: I'll be counting the minutes.
Lithaladhwen: You'll have to wait on a street corner. Speak to the man in a trenchcoat smoking two cigarettes.
Lithaladhwen: Ask him for a light.
Lithaladhwen: He'll say he doesn't smoke.
PapatymisonN: (Any chance of a James cameo)
Lithaladhwen: Then he'll tell you where I've hidden the food.
Lithaladhwen: (For this? I bet I can. He's playing Halo.)
Lithaladhwen: Only then may you have it.
PapatymisonN: And within it, the plans for the doomsday device. I gotcha.
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PapatymisonN: ... oh. Oh no. Man, surrounded by incompetents.
PapatymisonN: e_e
Lithaladhwen: Oh, what now?
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: No one explained anything, did they?
Lithaladhwen: You're fucking kidding me.
PapatymisonN: Oh, they TRIED... but then again, he wasn't supposed to SEE them...
Lithaladhwen: ...*facepalm*
PapatymisonN: Lord...
PapatymisonN: *Jethro passes through the front door*
Arch mage144: *sits up from the couch abruptly*
PapatymisonN: Hello, James.
Arch mage144: Uh. Hi. You're Zea's...middle management, aren't you?
PapatymisonN: That's me.
Arch mage144: She's not home.
PapatymisonN: Yes she is.
Arch mage144: I don't see her.
Lithaladhwen: *follows Jethro with a sigh*
Lithaladhwen: IM: That poor boy.
PapatymisonN: *she looks ghostly, I'd imagine*
Lithaladhwen: IM: He's going to run screaming back to the castle after this one.
Arch mage144: ......
Arch mage144: You're really getting into your work, aren't you?
Arch mage144: What is this, empathy for the deceased through experience?
PapatymisonN: IM: Quick study.
Lithaladhwen: Nobody explains anything.
Lithaladhwen: Annoying. Isn't it, Jethro?
Lithaladhwen: Your coworkers are no better.
Lithaladhwen: They should have made a point to tell him something.
PapatymisonN: You can quit at any moment...
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* So, this is temporary, isn't it?
Lithaladhwen: No. I'm going to be the one person working for our lord with any damned communication skills.
Lithaladhwen: It'll be revolutionary.
PapatymisonN: And yes it is. Where's her body?
Arch mage144: I haven't seen it since she was in it last.
PapatymisonN: ... they didn't deliver it?
PapatymisonN: o.o
Arch mage144: You mean you don't know where it is?
Lithaladhwen: He doesn't know. They didn't say anything. I'll have someone find it.
PapatymisonN: (They were supposed to...)
Arch mage144: Wait, deliver? You mean it should be here?
Lithaladhwen: John!
PapatymisonN: YES!
Arch mage144: ...did I have to sign for it or anything?
PapatymisonN: Cute.
Lithaladhwen: *A tall man in well-tailored dress appears in the corner of the room.*
Arch mage144: I've been sleeping. I could've missed the corpse courier.
Lithaladhwen: *He does nothing but stare at Jethro venomously.*
Lithaladhwen: John? We need to find my body. They didn't tell James where they left it.
Arch mage144: Next time you need to send a valuable package like that, get it insured.
Lithaladhwen: Get the other to look.
Lithaladhwen: *others
PapatymisonN: It was supposed to be HERE, in her bed!
Arch mage144: Or can the Lord of Death not afford that expense?
Arch mage144: ...is it, now? I haven't looked there.
Arch mage144: *wanders into the bedroom*
Lithaladhwen: *John disappears*
PapatymisonN: *It's there! All bundled up for bed*
PapatymisonN: *the head's not even at a weird angle!*
Arch mage144: Oh, hell. It's totally your body.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, it is.
Arch mage144: You're technically dead right now.
PapatymisonN: Gah... those...
Arch mage144: That's whack.
PapatymisonN: SO many firings... I can't even imagine...
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* Yeah.
Lithaladhwen: Well.
PapatymisonN: Anyways, Zea, get in. Just... go in.
Lithaladhwen: *walks over and sits down on herself*
Arch mage144: IM: I think I have to watch this.
PapatymisonN: *aaaaaand she's back*
Arch mage144: IM: Mostly for entertainment value.
Arch mage144: So wait. Why can't normal people who become ghosts do that?
Lithaladhwen: *looks up at the ceiling* They can, James.
Lithaladhwen: Don't think too hard about it.
Arch mage144: You mean they can just crawl back into their bodies if they want to!?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, well that.
Lithaladhwen: No.
Lithaladhwen: I thought you meant other people's.
Arch mage144: Oh, no.
Arch mage144: I was going to say, being dead isn't really that big a deal when you can just...stop doing it.
PapatymisonN: Usually people like Zea and I stop them from doing that.
Arch mage144: That's the Man for you.
PapatymisonN: Plus, this body's been prepped for re-possession.
Lithaladhwen: *sits up and wraps her arms around her knees* Lovely.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I'm possessing it.
PapatymisonN: Usually, the body can't be reentered as it's no longer usable.
Lithaladhwen: Look at me. In possession.
Arch mage144: The technicalities of this get strange. Am I possessing myself right now?
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, sure.
PapatymisonN: Why not?
Arch mage144: ...whoa. Trippy.
Lithaladhwen: Not...really.
Arch mage144: So I'm just like a ghost, only I have a body, and I'm in it.
PapatymisonN: You're a ghost in a shell, one might say...
Lithaladhwen: .....
Arch mage144: ...I think that's a pretty strange thing to think about.
PapatymisonN: (OMG MOTOKO KUSANAGI)
Lithaladhwen: *covers her eyes and screams*
Lithaladhwen: *(
PapatymisonN: ...
Lithaladhwen: *also )
Arch mage144: (*strips naked for combat*)
Lithaladhwen: (I reacted too quickly in my own horror to type properly)
Lithaladhwen: (Because that was fucking terrible.)
Lithaladhwen: (You son of a bitch.)
PapatymisonN: (Eh?)
Arch mage144: Yeah, so, if you're done being dead, can we go get a drink or something?
PapatymisonN: (Oh. Sorry.)
Lithaladhwen: (Fargin Ghost in the Shell reference!)
Arch mage144: Also, I think something in the basement might be leaking.
Lithaladhwen: (I wrote a paper about that once.)
Lithaladhwen: Oh, shit. *gets up and hurries out the door*
Lithaladhwen: I left something curing this afternoon, but I didn't realize how long I'd be gone!
Arch mage144: It smells horrible.
Arch mage144: *wrinkles his nose*
Arch mage144: Pickling human organs again?
PapatymisonN: ... that's what that is... >.<
Lithaladhwen: I'm not pickling them.
Lithaladhwen: Just... letting them cure.
Lithaladhwen: Pickling them makes them mostly unusable.
Arch mage144: Dude, you have a jar full of human livers and some weird liquid.
Arch mage144: Pickling.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, but I'm not using those.
Lithaladhwen: This is something else.
Lithaladhwen: Those are for sentimental value.
Arch mage144: o_O
PapatymisonN: ... Drunkenness.
PapatymisonN: Now.
Arch mage144: The trophies of necromancers never fail to amuse.
PapatymisonN: On me.
Lithaladhwen: ...Oh, don't get prissy on me now, Jethro.
Lithaladhwen: You know about my work.
Arch mage144: One of my roommates at Gunnir told me that his first roommate died and he didn't realize it for two weeks.
Arch mage144: He thought it was just his laundry, but apparently the guy had suffocated underneath his bed.
PapatymisonN: ... do you want to get drunk or not? *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: ...Yes. Maybe a little. James?
Arch mage144: It's better than inhaling pickled livers.
PapatymisonN: Let's go.
Lithaladhwen: I'll be right behind you.
Lithaladhwen: I'm going to clean something up. I'll be up in a minute or two.
PapatymisonN: *exits the door, the normal way*
Arch mage144: *salutes Jethro idly and proceeds after*
Lithaladhwen: *rushes downstairs*
PapatymisonN: So, liking living with Zea, James?
Lithaladhwen: *looks around* Oh, crap it ruptured.
Lithaladhwen: *cleanclean*
Lithaladhwen: Zea.
Arch mage144: I never imagined I'd prefer slum life to the castle. *chuckles* If nothing else, it gets me a more interesting roommate than I'd have otherwise.
Lithaladhwen: I'm sorry, John. I didn't know. They don't tell me anything. I would have said something.
Lithaladhwen: Can we please talk about this later?
Lithaladhwen: *John disappears*
Arch mage144: I somehow doubt I need to protect her from crazy cults at this point. *shrugs*
PapatymisonN: Most likely not.
Arch mage144: She does her own thing. Way too involved in her work, if you ask me, but it's interesting stuff, at least.
PapatymisonN: Her work is her life. And her work is death. Weird, huh?
Arch mage144: That's one screwed up statement.
PapatymisonN: And yet it's true.
Arch mage144: Didn't argue that point.
Lithaladhwen: *finishes cleaning up her ruptured experiment*
Arch mage144: Never really understood religious fanaticism. We don't talk about it too much. She can do whatever she wants, as far as I'm concerned.
Lithaladhwen: *hurries out the door and starts following after them, hoping to catch up eventually*
Arch mage144: Keeps me entertained, at least.
PapatymisonN: *Jethro isn't going too fast...*
PapatymisonN: Zea... all done at home?
Arch mage144: So, if I'm going to die and I don't want to, can you pull some strings for me?
PapatymisonN: No.
Lithaladhwen: *hurries to catch up and match her pace with theirs*
Arch mage144: Man, what's the point of knowing friends in high places if they can't do jack for you?
Lithaladhwen: I can make sure you're taken care of, and that's about it.
Lithaladhwen: Better than not doing it.
PapatymisonN: You don't mess with death, James.
PapatymisonN: It's not done.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, don't lecture, Jethro. He knows.
Arch mage144: I mess with whoever I want. *fangy grin* But I know better than to argue with some god thinking it'll do me any good.
Arch mage144: I might argue with him, but hey, I'm gonna lose in the end. I just can't go down without a fight, you know?
Lithaladhwen: *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Fair's fair.
Lithaladhwen: Weren't we supposed to get booze?
PapatymisonN: ... I like that attitude.
PapatymisonN: And we're on our way.
Lithaladhwen: You killed me. You owe me alcohol, Jethro.
Lithaladhwen: Big time.
PapatymisonN: *heading for the IH*
Arch mage144: *IT'S BEER*
Arch mage144: *HOORAY BEER!*
Lithaladhwen: *HOORAY BEER*
PapatymisonN: *yes, orders them both beer, and orders whiskey for himself!*
Lithaladhwen: They have good beer. Though after this I'm definitely going to need some "sex on the beach."
Lithaladhwen: Jethro, you killed me. You're still paying.
PapatymisonN: It's all on me.
Arch mage144: Some what now?
Arch mage144: I don't think I've ever had that.
Arch mage144: Is there even a beach around here?
PapatymisonN: ... it's a drink.
Lithaladhwen: *laugh* Jethro, order two. I think the boy could use some.
Arch mage144: Oh, right. Crazy people naming cocktails after weird shit.
Lithaladhwen: Ever have a slippery nipple?
Lithaladhwen: *smirk*
PapatymisonN: *does so, and gets a buttery nipple for himself*
PapatymisonN: (Are those the same thing?)
Arch mage144: Is that a drink, too, or are you asking me something totally absurd?
Lithaladhwen: (They may be. Butterscotch schnapps and irish cream.)
Lithaladhwen: It's a drink.
Arch mage144: No, never.
PapatymisonN: (They're the same.)
Lithaladhwen: Well. What am I going to do with you, James?
Lithaladhwen: *sighs heavily*
Arch mage144: That depends on your mood at the moment. You just died. *sip*
PapatymisonN: *drinks his whiskey*
Lithaladhwen: *laughs and throws her napkin at James*
Arch mage144: *throws up an arm to shield himself*
Lithaladhwen: So did you guys have a good man to man talk while I was gone/
Lithaladhwen: *?
Arch mage144: Yeah, riveting.
PapatymisonN: ... at the least... not... boring?
PapatymisonN: (Oh, Lex will get a kick out of this... the buttery nipple's original name is Cocksucking Cowboy.)
PapatymisonN: (It's her favourite cocktail. :P)
Lithaladhwen: (....o_o)
Arch mage144: (Brokeback Cocktail?)
PapatymisonN: (Exactly.)
Lithaladhwen: (Aiiya.)
PapatymisonN: (Wiki it yourself.0
PapatymisonN: )
Lithaladhwen: Well, that's cute. I'm glad you all get along.
Lithaladhwen: I forgot to ask. Did the ghosts screw anything up while I was gone, James?
Lithaladhwen: I didn't really intend to leave you housesitting for months at a time.
Arch mage144: ...no, they didn't really give me any trouble, though I wound up talking to them more than I expected I would since you weren't around and my only other option was to go bother Solis or something.
PapatymisonN: *drinks his cocksucking cowboy*
Arch mage144: *coughs* I realize there were reasons you didn't take me with you, but damn.
Lithaladhwen: What?
Arch mage144: You were gone a long time! That's all.
Lithaladhwen: I told you where I was going. You had to know I'd be a while.
Arch mage144: Yeah, that's not exactly a short weekend trip.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I mean, I ran off with my familiar, was attacked by my colleague, nearly killed by a vampire, and then nearly died again charging ghosts. Then I still had to get back.
Lithaladhwen: I'm sorry I didn't get back soon enough for you.
Lithaladhwen: I'll do better next time.
Arch mage144: Hey, not saying that's the problem.
Arch mage144: I should've followed you for shits. I hear Theice is nice this time of year.
PapatymisonN: ...
Lithaladhwen: Well, it isn't. Not for me. I wouldn't have even gone if I didn't have to.
Arch mage144: I was mostly being sarcastic. It's Theice. Very few people go there without a good reason.
Arch mage144: Everyone in Theice is either dead or trying to be.
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles* Yeah, well. That's about the long and short of it, isn't it?
PapatymisonN: Mm...
Arch mage144: Fuck, I remember the basement crew at Gunnir talking about going to Theice for the spring recess.
Lithaladhwen: ...I need to go smack them.
PapatymisonN: *orders another whiskey*
Lithaladhwen: Jethro. Sex on the beach. Right now.
Lithaladhwen: *smirk*
Arch mage144: Some people go sunbathing, others prefer inhaling tomb dust.
PapatymisonN: *... and a sex on the beach for the lady*
Arch mage144: All a matter of personal preference.
PapatymisonN: You are getting a kick out of this, aren't you?
Arch mage144: She can be very insistent when she wants something, Jethro.
PapatymisonN: I've seen that.
Lithaladhwen: *totally straightfaced* It's true.
Arch mage144: That's what you think.
Lithaladhwen: >_>
PapatymisonN: Oh. Zea. Going to keep your lesson private from your friend?
Lithaladhwen: Only on orders, Jethro. Do I have orders?
PapatymisonN: Tell him anything you like.
Lithaladhwen: Good.
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow*
Lithaladhwen: It's this whole... tour of the afterlife.
Arch mage144: So, how is it?
PapatymisonN: *downs his whiskey*
Lithaladhwen: It's... well, I think that's a longer conversation than I want to have while I'm supposed to be getting drunk.
Arch mage144: Fair enough.
PapatymisonN: *orders her another sex on the beach in response*
Lithaladhwen: You're well on your way to my good graces again, Jethro.
Arch mage144: Booze is the way to a woman's heart?
PapatymisonN: ... or something else.
Arch mage144: Or, yes.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know and have no opinion.
Lithaladhwen: *sip*
PapatymisonN: James, you want something else?
PapatymisonN: A snakebite?
Arch mage144: I'm good. *sip* Man, quit offering me beverages that sound like things I either do or do not want if they aren't beverages!
Lithaladhwen: How about a leg spreader? I hear there's nothing better.
Arch mage144: *chokes*
PapatymisonN: *laughs!*
PapatymisonN: For a half incubus, you sure are squeamish, son...
Arch mage144: I just can't believe you'd name a beverage after its function!
PapatymisonN: You say that like we engineered this alcoholic conspiracy.
Lithaladhwen: There's no we. It was me. I did it.
Lithaladhwen: I'm behind the whole thing.
Arch mage144: Dude, I dunno what bartenders are thinking.
PapatymisonN: ... oh, NOW it all makes sense
PapatymisonN: !
Arch mage144: Just imagine the advertising campaign. You show up with a date, and he gives you a nudge.
Arch mage144: "You want to order a leg spreader for the lady?"
PapatymisonN: ... you'd say yes.
Lithaladhwen: Well, if someone doesn't order it, neither of you will get one. *sips calmly*
Arch mage144: Good point.
PapatymisonN: ... *orders a legspreader for James*
PapatymisonN: Drink up.
Arch mage144: ......
Lithaladhwen: Thanks, Jethro.
Arch mage144: What kind of relationship do you think we have, exactly, Jethro?
PapatymisonN: The one where it's fun to see you squirm. *genuine smile*
Lithaladhwen: ...
Arch mage144: Yeah, well, I think after one of these, if you had your way, I'd be squirming a bit more than you want.
PapatymisonN: ... I'll bet.
PapatymisonN: Drink!
Lithaladhwen: ... Um.
Arch mage144: *sip* That is a lot of liquor. No big deal. *down*
Lithaladhwen: I don't think I know what the hell is going on anymore. But whatever the two of you are discussing is bad.
Arch mage144: *falls out of his seat*
Lithaladhwen: James? You okay?
Arch mage144: *attempts to stand*
Arch mage144: I...whoa, man...which way is down?
Lithaladhwen: *points to the floor*
Lithaladhwen: S'that way.
Arch mage144: *points lazily at...some direction* Oh...right...*falls over again*
Lithaladhwen: Well. There's only one... oneanswer ...t'all this.
Arch mage144: *totally spreads his legs* Alright, Jethro, come on, man, I can handle it!
Lithaladhwen: And it's not that.
Lithaladhwen: C'mere. Sit over here. Away from Jethro.
Arch mage144: *removes his hands from the backs of his calves and moves*
Lithaladhwen: *sits down on the floor next to James* No... leg-spreadin' in public. S'rude.
Arch mage144: Oh, right.
Lithaladhwen: Certainly not with Jethro. S'weird.
Arch mage144: Yeah, 'kay.
Lithaladhwen: Good deal, Jethro?
Arch mage144: The man clearly wants me. *thumps onto the bar facefirst*
Arch mage144: *looks like he's going to pass out from overboozing*
PapatymisonN: ... wow. Lightweight...
PapatymisonN: (Sorry. Was off listening to that song.)
Lithaladhwen: (I figured. You like?)
PapatymisonN: (I do. ^_^)
Lithaladhwen: James. Come back here. Jethro, I think we have to take him home.
Arch mage144: *stands shakily* Yeah, home.
Lithaladhwen: *is still sitting on the floor*
Arch mage144: But I get a different bed from Jethro, 'kay?
Arch mage144: I don't trust him.
Lithaladhwen: Jethro isn't staying! *points shakily at James' face*
Lithaladhwen: *and then at Jethro's* Are you.
PapatymisonN: No, I'm going back to my place.
Lithaladhwen: Damn right. S'what I said.
Arch mage144: Oh, good. I'm safe.
Lithaladhwen: I said that. And you're doing it.
Arch mage144: Yeah, do what she said. She knows what to do.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. S'what they tell me.
Lithaladhwen: So!
Lithaladhwen: *pulls herself up by grabbing the table*
Lithaladhwen: I say we head to our separate, discrete, disparate, and otherwise respective places of residence.
Arch mage144: Yeah, yeah!
Arch mage144: Except that I'm going to your place.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well that yes.
PapatymisonN: ... *snicker*
Arch mage144: Yeah, see, not my place. Kinda.
Arch mage144: Oh, man, this is good. To Zea's!
Lithaladhwen: To Zea's! *throws an arm around James to assist him and heads out*
PapatymisonN: I will leave you two alone. Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
Arch mage144: *is totally assisted*
Arch mage144: I don't think you can do what he would do. *shifty eyes*
Lithaladhwen: I dunno what you'd do, but you won't be there and won't do anything.
PapatymisonN: Exactly.
Arch mage144: Good, don't let him do anything.
Arch mage144: He's weird.
Lithaladhwen: He is. He killed me. But now I'm drunk and don't mind so much.
Arch mage144: Can you get a promotion if you sleep with him?
Lithaladhwen: And cookies and pie!
Lithaladhwen: What? I don't know.
Lithaladhwen: You sleep with him.
Arch mage144: Fuck no!
Arch mage144: I mean, no fuck!
Lithaladhwen: Well, don't tell me to do it if you wouldn't.
Arch mage144: Why would you get a promotion if I did it?
Lithaladhwen: You, sir, are a hypocrite.
Arch mage144: Get your mother to do it!
Lithaladhwen: She would!
PapatymisonN: Sleeping with me gets no one a promotion.
Lithaladhwen: I'm surprised she hasn't!
Lithaladhwen: Jethro!
Lithaladhwen: Listen to me!
Lithaladhwen: It's important!
PapatymisonN: Yes?
Lithaladhwen: *points at him gravely*
Lithaladhwen: Have you fucked my mom?
PapatymisonN: No.
Arch mage144: Yeah, that's important to know!
Lithaladhwen: Well, why not? Wha's the matter with my mom?
PapatymisonN: *thinks back... * No.
Arch mage144: The answer is yes with surprising frequency...
PapatymisonN: I've never met her.
Arch mage144: Hell, I'd fuck your mom.
Arch mage144: Except that...would be awkward.
PapatymisonN: If you want to set us up, Zea, feel free... really doesn't matter to me either way.
Lithaladhwen: James shouldn't fuck my mom. But Jethro hasn't and if he ever does don't tell her you killed me because she'd be mad and it would go poorly and then I'd get in trouble and stuff.
Lithaladhwen: So ....yes. Right.
Lithaladhwen: That's it, then.
Lithaladhwen: No one here has fucked my mom.
Lithaladhwen: This is rare and good.
Arch mage144: Rare indeed!
Arch mage144: Statistically unlikely!
Lithaladhwen: MmmmyYES.
Lithaladhwen: Yes it is. Yes.
Lithaladhwen: But! It still happened and we didn't. Any of us, especially me.
Lithaladhwen: I especially haven't because that's horrifying.
PapatymisonN: It would be.
Lithaladhwen: I'm not gonna set you up with my mom, because I still like you but I just shouldn't. Set yourself up and remember what I said.
Lithaladhwen: I dun care.
PapatymisonN: I really don't need "companionship", to be honest.
Arch mage144: Psh, he's definitely covering up for being gay now.
PapatymisonN: Keep it up, and I can assure your virgin asshole is violated by the fellow who murdered her tonight.
PapatymisonN: And he's prone to making mistakes. e_e
Lithaladhwen: Hey now! No violating James!
Arch mage144: Yeah, I need that asshole!
Lithaladhwen: I owe that guy anyway! I'll make a flowerpot of him!
Arch mage144: I'll fucking tear his neck out with my teeth!
Lithaladhwen: Bring him out here now that you haven't fucked up my magic and set me up to die.
Lithaladhwen: Unless you have, but this time I'll take him with me.
PapatymisonN: I'll see what I can do. He really screwed up.
Lithaladhwen: You don't do nothing.
Lithaladhwen: I'll kill him.
Lithaladhwen: Slowly, or possibly only partially.
PapatymisonN: I'll see what I can do about putting him in your path, I mean...
Lithaladhwen: *grand and dramatic point at Jethro's face* Do.
Arch mage144: Hell, you can have him, you deserve it, I'll just watch.
Lithaladhwen: I do! And he's not doing anything to your virgin asshole, or whatever kind of asshole you've got.
PapatymisonN: Oh, it's virgin.
Lithaladhwen: How do YOU know?
Lithaladhwen: You WATCH him?
Arch mage144: You can tell that with your magical life-measuring powers?
Lithaladhwen: Cannot.
Arch mage144: Are you measuring the life of my ass?
PapatymisonN: ... he was squirming when he heard about legspreaders.
Lithaladhwen: *turns and stares at James' ass*
Lithaladhwen: I got nothin'.
PapatymisonN: He's a REGULAR virgin.
Lithaladhwen: Is not.
Arch mage144: Yeah, am not!
Arch mage144: The fuck kind of statement is that about a half-incubus, hmm!?
PapatymisonN: A true one. *drinks his drink*
Arch mage144: I'll have you know I lost it at eight, bitch!
PapatymisonN: Uh huh.
Lithaladhwen: Did not!
Lithaladhwen: You're lying!
Lithaladhwen: But you're not a virgin now! I know!
Lithaladhwen: So there.
Arch mage144: What? How do you know that!? I did!
PapatymisonN: Bartender, get him another legspreader.
Arch mage144: But yeah, I suppose if I wanted more recent evidence I've got you to help me out.
Lithaladhwen: No, I wanna talk about you eight.
Lithaladhwen: Who was it? Some six-year old succubus?
Lithaladhwen: Or, like, the babysitter or something?
Lithaladhwen: Was it the queen?
Arch mage144: Hell no, man, that's the death penalty.
Arch mage144: I don't remember how old she was, she might've been human. Probably same age as me at the time.
Arch mage144: Maybe a little older, who knows?
Lithaladhwen: Well. *pokes him on the tip of his nose* That means you were younger than me.
Lithaladhwen: Good boy.
Arch mage144: Hey, I'm more demon than you are, it's only appropriate. *sly grin*
Lithaladhwen: I lived in a neighborhood full of incubi just like you.
Lithaladhwen: Well, not just like.
Lithaladhwen: I haven't murdered you yet.
Arch mage144: Let's skip that phase in our relationship, okay?
Lithaladhwen: Well, I didn't PLAAAN to kill him.
Arch mage144: I don't know what comes after that part, but let's find out.
Arch mage144: I imagine you normally don't get to.
Arch mage144: Yeah, sure you didn't.
PapatymisonN: (I want a piece of that Decke action.)
Lithaladhwen: I didn't! It was a sp- ...*blinks* That's a hard word. SPURofthemoment thing.
Lithaladhwen: I just had to kill him all suddenly.
Arch mage144: Yeeeeah, okay.
Arch mage144: IM: Okay, sleep with one eye open...
Lithaladhwen: He was bad. I promise. In the bad way that matters.
Arch mage144: I'm totally bad. In the good way. That also matters.
Arch mage144: *slumps against Zea*
Lithaladhwen: *ends up supporting him somehow* Oh, hell.
Lithaladhwen: *whispers to Jethro over James' shoulder*
PapatymisonN: ... Hehh...
Lithaladhwen: *w* He's not bad. *points to James' face*
PapatymisonN: *w* I know.
Lithaladhwen: *w* I don't think I have to kill him. *nodnod*
PapatymisonN: *w* You won't.
Lithaladhwen: *w* I KNOW that. Man.
Lithaladhwen: *w* I totally just said that.
PapatymisonN: *w* Heh. ... you're one of the good ones, Zea.
PapatymisonN: *w* Too bad it's only part-time.
PapatymisonN: *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: *w* That I'm not killing James? Or that I'm not seeing James or you haven't fucked my mother?
Arch mage144: *is muttering something about bread*
PapatymisonN: *w* All of it.
Lithaladhwen: *w* OH. Okay then.
Lithaladhwen: *w* I'm not seeing him you know.
Lithaladhwen: *w* We're not seeing each other. We're mutually unseen.
PapatymisonN: *w* How much longer till that changes, I wonder...
Lithaladhwen: *w* Well, I mean I slept with him and stuff. And he lives with me. And we have one bed and he saved my life and things.
Lithaladhwen: *w* But I think dating him would be weird.
Lithaladhwen: *w* Just weird and all.
Lithaladhwen: *w* You know? Different.
Lithaladhwen: *w* I dun want to spoil the frien'ship.
Lithaladhwen: *nodnod*
PapatymisonN: *w* I understand.
Arch mage144: Yeeeeeeah, we totally...need to...go home. *attempts to regain footing*
PapatymisonN: *w* Your relationship now is better, t-
PapatymisonN: Oh. Yes you do.
Lithaladhwen: I have a home. James is borrowing it.
Arch mage144: *stumbles toward the doorway* HOME! It's good! I live there!
Arch mage144: But I'm borrowing it.
Lithaladhwen: Wait! I live there, too! *follows* You can't go live there without me.
Lithaladhwen: 'Cept this summer when I was gone.
Lithaladhwen: But that was different.
PapatymisonN: ... do you two need an escort?
PapatymisonN: So you don't stumble into a ravine or something?
Lithaladhwen: *another righteous point at Jethro* Did you take my magic?
Arch mage144: Nah, there aren't any ravines in Doma!
Lithaladhwen: Because if you did you had better give it back.
PapatymisonN: It's back already.
Lithaladhwen: Damn right it is.
Lithaladhwen: James!
Lithaladhwen: Let's go!
Arch mage144: OK!
Lithaladhwen: *heads out the door, pulling James*
Arch mage144: *dragged*
Lithaladhwen: *shouts back into the bar as she leaves* Bye Jethro! Sorry you had to kill me!
PapatymisonN: Me too.
Lithaladhwen: *heads off with her drunken roommate in tow*
Arch mage144: You're not dead now, are you?
Lithaladhwen: No! You'd notice.
Lithaladhwen: Promise.
Arch mage144: Oh, good. I thought so.
Lithaladhwen: I mean, you didn't notice last time.
Lithaladhwen: Or this time, as it were.
Lithaladhwen: Because it just happened.
Arch mage144: Yeah, but I'm dead except that I'm inside my body so I'm alive.
Arch mage144: RIGHT?
Lithaladhwen: YEAH!
Arch mage144: OKAY!
Arch mage144: *shuffles along to Zea's*
PapatymisonN: ... you two are fun to watch.
Lithaladhwen: You're fun to be not killed by when you're not killing me.
Arch mage144: Agreed!
Lithaladhwen: So don't kill me and fun will continue.
Arch mage144: I won't!
PapatymisonN: *follows from a distance to keep them safe*
Lithaladhwen: Good! Nobody kill me unless totally necessary.
Lithaladhwen: *shouts back* JETHRO.
Lithaladhwen: You stop that!
Lithaladhwen: Why does every man I meet follow me around and be all "HOLY CRAP FOLLOW ZEA." all the time?
Lithaladhwen: Solis does it and James wanted to live on my porch and Sorune would bring the lion.
Lithaladhwen: What's with that?
Arch mage144: ...I dunno.
PapatymisonN: ... I just want to make sure you don't fall into a ditch.
Arch mage144: Fucking lion.
Arch mage144: Why the lion?
Arch mage144: At least leave the lion at home.
Lithaladhwen: He brings the lion!
Lithaladhwen: Always! I mean, I like the lion. He's coo.
PapatymisonN: ... plus, drunks are fun to watch.
Lithaladhwen: *cool.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, well that's a reason I can handle.
Lithaladhwen: It's less condescend-ending.
Lithaladhwen: I think.
Arch mage144: Depends what he's watching. *mutter*
PapatymisonN: Close enough.
Lithaladhwen: No watching, Jethro! No one's ass is your concern here, virgin or otherwise! I said so!
Lithaladhwen: *grandiose announcement* There are no! Virgins here.
Lithaladhwen: So.
Lithaladhwen: You go home.
PapatymisonN: Alright. You two don't do anything silly.
PapatymisonN: *walks off*
Lithaladhwen: Silly. Pfft.
Arch mage144: Silly? Never!
Lithaladhwen: Let's go home.
Lithaladhwen: And no silliness.
Arch mage144: Right.
Lithaladhwen: I cleaned up the mess and everything smells better now. *opens her door* See?
Lithaladhwen: All better. No leaks.
Arch mage144: Yeah, thanks for that.
Lithaladhwen: *nodnod*
Lithaladhwen: I! Am going! To bed!
Lithaladhwen: As I am drunk and should be resting off my inebriatated state.
Arch mage144: Okay!
Lithaladhwen: You are also drunk.
Arch mage144: I'll go with you!
Lithaladhwen: Good!
Lithaladhwen: *slams the front door shut behind them*
Lithaladhwen: </RP?>
PapatymisonN: </rp>
Lithaladhwen: I have no idea what the fuck just happened.
PapatymisonN: How was that?
Lithaladhwen: But it was fun.
PapatymisonN: Good.
Lithaladhwen: Also, the important part that came before? Excellent.
PapatymisonN: Thank you.
Lithaladhwen: She likes getting these things out of the way. She doesn't like anything standing between her and the knowledge she needs.
PapatymisonN: I find traditional descriptions of the afterlife to be ... trite.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
PapatymisonN: That's actually what I think both would be like.
Lithaladhwen: Works for me. They're good explanations for the generic good place and generic bad place where most people end up.
Lithaladhwen: Doing a separate trip for each of the realms of the gods would be super-impractical.
Lithaladhwen: Get the main ones down first.
PapatymisonN: Indeed.
Lithaladhwen: Jethro: Okay, now we're headed to the realm of.... [insert name of minor deity number 345,734,823.]
PapatymisonN: Caca!
PapatymisonN: From Babylonian legend!
PapatymisonN: Or Mumu!
Lithaladhwen: ....Yes.
Lithaladhwen: Also, I'm trying really hard not to imagine James having sex at the age of eight. Especially because I can't imagine it without The Hair.
Lithaladhwen: It's mind-numbing.
PapatymisonN: ... why that's funny I don't know.
Lithaladhwen: Of course, once he grew into his personality and became an ass, it somehow became harder to get laid.
Lithaladhwen: James: Man. This was so much easier when I was in elementary school.
Lithaladhwen: Brian is telling me he will not elaborate on that.
Lithaladhwen: Though it "wasn't his idea."
PapatymisonN: Not a problem.
Lithaladhwen: >_>
Lithaladhwen: So some little second-grade hussy came along and tempted the boy.
Lithaladhwen: TEMPTED.
Lithaladhwen: With SEX.
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PapatymisonN: ... and it's nuts. Though he hasn't actually slept with Quinn, he's been around long enough for there to be a chance.
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Lithaladhwen: Quinn actually flirted with James long before the guy ever met her daughter. She just got distracted by Zeke and wandered off early.
PapatymisonN: Welcome back.
Lithaladhwen: Then James met her daughter. And things.
Lithaladhwen: Isao's things.
PapatymisonN: Indeed.
Lithaladhwen: Then cult things and cohabitation things.
Lithaladhwen: And then her dead body is delivered to his house and no one says a word to him.
PapatymisonN: Hak: Didn't I hear something about Zea making "rounds"? ^^
Lithaladhwen: "By the way. Your roommate's corpse is in here. Don't worry about it. Just keep an eye on it."
PapatymisonN: *Hak is instantly shoved to the back of Charles' subconscious*
Lithaladhwen: Hak needs to be played and actually find a way into her pants.
Lithaladhwen: She doesn't sleep with people like her mother does. You have to be her friend before she sleeps with you.
PapatymisonN: Alrighty.
Lithaladhwen: Hak isn't. She doesn't know him from a hole in the wall or the whole population of Theice.
PapatymisonN: Though Lex will just say it's me trying to get into another character's pants.
PapatymisonN: ... actually, crazy thing...
Lithaladhwen: Well, hey. None of your characters have slept with Cardinal's sister. That's something.
PapatymisonN: My characters have "been" with ... 4 RPers.
PapatymisonN: And that will never happen.
PapatymisonN: Cardinal won't allow it.
Lithaladhwen: None of them are allowed to have Thoughts about her?
PapatymisonN: Nope.
Lithaladhwen: And what if they're honorably-intentioned thoughts?
Lithaladhwen: Those vetoed as well, just in case?
PapatymisonN: I like my brains inside my head. Don't incite rebellion.
Lithaladhwen: I see.
Lithaladhwen: Well.
Lithaladhwen: Shakti will just have to try her chances with the rest of the Gaeran population, and maybe they won't be married or terrible or anything.
PapatymisonN: ... oh. That reminds me. We're going to have to do that T de T storyline sometime.
Lithaladhwen: Speaking of which. I posted.
PapatymisonN: Oh. Kay.
Lithaladhwen: T de T?
PapatymisonN: Tomas de Torquemada.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, about that.
Lithaladhwen: We should do it sometime, but I don't know yet where she fits in first gen, let alone where she'd be in second gen.
Lithaladhwen: I mean, hell. She might even find someone. Get a job. Have a life by then.
Lithaladhwen: S'why I haven't played her there. I have no way to know.
PapatymisonN: Well, y'know, work it through in your brain.
PapatymisonN: Age her in your head.
Lithaladhwen: I know how to make older versions of my characters.
Lithaladhwen: But she hasn't met anybody, done anything.
Lithaladhwen: Not in first gen. Hard to tell where she'll end up when I don't know where she is.
PapatymisonN: ... she needs a jorb.
Lithaladhwen: Aside from being a guard at a brothel? Maybe.
Lithaladhwen: More than anything she needs a social life with people not played by me.
Lithaladhwen: She doesn't have one of those either.
PapatymisonN: I'll see what I can do about that.
Lithaladhwen: Well, it mainly means this fic has to finish so I can play her more in CIRPs.
PapatymisonN: Shouldn't be an issue.
PapatymisonN: And your new post ain't showin'.
Lithaladhwen: No, it shouldn't.
Lithaladhwen: It's not?
Lithaladhwen: It's there.
Lithaladhwen: Are you just hitting "refresh?"
PapatymisonN: Oh. Wait. Right. Sorry.
PapatymisonN: Durr.
PapatymisonN: And yeah. My creativity is limited to one post a day.
Lithaladhwen: S'okay.
PapatymisonN: For some dumb reason.
Lithaladhwen: You also did a thing tonight. I think that's the reason.
PapatymisonN: I did.
PapatymisonN: My ass is also tire.d
Lithaladhwen: My ass is, too.
Lithaladhwen: I may just chill and read since I don't have anything to write right now.
PapatymisonN: Kay. I'm going to bed. AND! I shall talk to you tomorrow.
Lithaladhwen: Night!
PapatymisonN: Night.
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