#so please enlighten me if I actually haven’t royally fucked myself

[sketchyelvenasss]

Not me reloading 13hrs of game play bc I’m terrified I’ve locked myself out of Astarion’s confession scene bc I save moonrise towers for the absolute last, and therefore apparently thee is no Drow for me to tell to feck off

#i’m completely normal #I swear #bg3 #astarion #I work for the next 8 hours #so please enlighten me if I actually haven’t royally fucked myself

[tenshiscientia]

As You Wish

Mika set a cup of lavender tea down in front of Vergil on the coffee table. She looked up at him as he was reading a book, Yamato leaned on the couch beside him, a serious look on his face. It seemed he was pursuing some kind of ritual to banish a demon that had been giving him and Dante some trouble and Mika wanted to help him relax a little. So what better way to relax than a cup of tea?

"Vergil?" she began quietly.

A soft grunt was all she received as a reply.

Taking a deep breath, she continued.

"I brought you some tea, l-lavender tea so you could relax a little from your reading." she gave a small smile as she ended her sentence.

Mika had been entranced by Vergil since he had returned with Dante from the Underworld. She often went out of her way to do things for him, and if he ever requested anything of her, her reply was always, "as you wish..." Though the meaning behind those words was so much deeper. Had so much more depth to them. However she had never had the courage to come out and say them to him.

Vergil valued strength and power. She was just a weak human. How would he ever find her attractive. How would he ever even look her direction. Mika had no strength, no power to speak of.

She couldn't fight demons. She couldn't wield a weapon. She was useless in a fight. There was no way Vergil would ever, could ever love her. So she hid her love, hid her words behind words she knew he would never decipher.

The words, "as you wish...".

Vergil looked up from reading his book.

"I don't need to relax. I need to finish reading this book. Now kindly leave me alone." he snapped with a glare sent in her direction.

Mika gasped slightly, then looked down.

"A-as you wish..." she whispered.

She then turned away and walked past Dante's desk giving him a small nod before heading to the staircase and slowly ascending it. Once she was at the top, they heard a sob, and her dashing down the hall, into her room and slamming her door.

"Damn, bro. I didn't think you were that thick. You really don't realize what she's been saying, do you?" Dante asked, glaring over at his brother from his place at his desk.

"What are you prattling on about?" Vergil's annoyed voice floated over to him.

"Damn, you are dense. You haven't noticed how she acts around you? The words she says?" Dante asked, exasperated with his brother's thick-headedness.

"I still fail to understand what you are blabbering about. Why don't you enlighten me brother?" Vergil snapped, slamming his book closed.

"The words "as you wish", what do you think they mean, huh Verg? Think real hard about it." Dante growled, walking out from behind his desk and over to his brother.

Vergil's brow furrowed for a second as he contemplated the words and found they meant nothing more then they sounded.

"They are what they are." he replied.

The next second, Vergil found himself with a bloody nose.

"You complete dumb ass! Everytime Mika has said "as you wish" to you she has meant something entirely different. She's been terrified to say it though. She knows you value power and strength. She sees herself as weak compared to us.

That she could never amount to anything that you could ever find attractive. That you could ever love. Because she can't fight. Because she can't wield a weapon. Cause she has no power.

She has no strength. You see brother, everytime she says "as you wish" she's actually saying "I love you." But she's far too terrified of the reaction you'd have if she ever said those real words. That you would turn away from her. That you would tell her to never come near you again.

That you hate and despise her. And everytime you snap at her like you just did, still she manages to smile and still say those words to you. You really are a fucking ass. To treat her like that. I have half a mind to kick your pitiful ass into next week.

But I'm not going to cause Mika's asked me to stop fighting with you. But damn it, if you keep this up, I am going to fuck your shit royally! don't care what she says. You'd deserve it!" Dante yelled at him.

Dante stomped away from him, back around behind his desk and threw himself into his chair like a child throwing a tantrum. But in a way he was. His brother had been treating Mika like shit since the day he had met her. Dante wasn't going to stand for it anymore. Mika had been there for him through everything.

From the time that his brother had decided to dive into hell. To the time that he had killed Vergil as Nelo Angelo. Finding Nero, and then through the the shit that had happened after. He hadn't thought he'd ever see her again when he dove into hell to cut off the Qliphoth roots. But seeing her face again when he walked through the doors of Devil May Cry was like a breath of fresh air, and he'd be damned if he let his brother kill what had been and still was a beautiful light in his life.

He glanced back over at Vergil and a low growl left his chest as he jerked his head at the rooms upstairs telling him in no uncertain terms, "get yer ass up there and fix yer fuck up!"

Vergil looked at the rooms on the upper floor before wiping the blood from his face and standing. Placing the book he had been holding on the table, he lifted Yamato into his hand and silently swept across the room and up the stairs.

"And be nice, jackass!" Dante called up after him.

A soft snort escaped Vergil. Nice, him, sure. Continuing down the hall, he made his way to Mika's door. Standing outside, he raised his hand to knock, but stopped. Due to his heritage, his enhanced hearing picked up soft sobs on the other side of the door.

He had hurt her. A tightness coiled itself in his chest. Mika had been going out of her way to do things for him. And while he and Dante had been in Hell, he had told him so much about her.

Perhaps...

His hand fell to the doorknob and he slowly turned it, allowing himself into the room. It was dark, and his eyes adjusted instantly. He looked around the dark room and found Mika kneeling at the side of her bed, her face buried in the sheets, sobbing heavily. His chest tightened even more. He had done that, caused her that pain.

Silently, he entered the room fully and closed the door behind him, drowning the room in full darkness. Gliding over in pure silence, Vergil settled on the ground beside Mika, before reaching out to touch her shoulder gently. She gasped and jerked away so violently she almost fell over, but Vergil caught her arm and pulled her over into his lap.

"V-Vergil, w-what are you d-doing?" she stuttered, as she fell against him, her head being tucked neatly under his chin and her body held firm against his chest.

"Hush." he cut in firmly.

Mika instantly went silent, stiffening in his arms. Vergil sighed realizing what he had done.

"Forgive me, Mika. I didn't mean to snap at you." he began.

He felt Mika relax back against him, sighing softly.

"You don't have to apologize. I know you're busy, and I did interrupt you..." she began.

"Mika, please." Vergil cut her off again, softly this time.

Mika fell silent then a soft, "As you wish..." was heard.

Vergil shuddered slightly as he heard those words this time. Now that he knew the meaning behind them.

"Mika, about those words. Dante...Dante told me what you mean when you say those words..." he took a slow breath, "You are not weak, Mika..."

Mika shoved herself away from his chest so she could look Vergil in the eye.

"Yes I am. I am weak. I can't fight, I can't wield a weapon. I can't fight demons. I'm worthless on the battlefield.

What is that if not weak? I wouldn't be able to defend myself for more than a day out on my own with all the demons running around right now. I would be dead within hours of stepping out that door. You know it as well as I do. Don't try and tell me that I'm not weak cause I know I am.

I'm weak, worthless an-"

"Mika!" Vergil interrupted, voice raised above her own, startling her into silence.

"You are strong. Your strength is different from mine and Dante's. Strength doesn't have to be physical. Mika kindness is a strength as well. I learned that through...my experiences." Vergil's words stopped momentarily, and he noticed Mika looking at him, "I am not exactly sure how to return the affection that you offer to me. Emotions do not come easily to me. But if you will be patient with me, let me learn how. I will enjoy pursuing a relationship with you. I admire the strengths that you have, and the weaknesses that you also carry.

And eventhough you have those weaknesses, I'll be there to protect you. Nothing will harm you, if I have anything to say about it."

"You...really mean that?" Mika asked hesitantly.

Vergil nodded.

"About damn time..." Dante's voice floated in from the doorway, "Don't worry Mika, when he's not around to protect you, I'll be there instead."

A blue light flashed into existence above Vergil and shot towards Dante.

"Gah! Damn it Vergil! Really? A summoned sword to the forehead? What for?" Dante whined.

"Leave Dante. There is no excuse for you to be up here." Vergil growled, eyes flashing a vibrant blue.

"Vergil..." Mika's voice caught Vergil's attention before he could attack his brother, "It's alright. He's just being silly old Dante to me. He's always been like this. Let him be okay."

Leaning up slowly, cupping his face in both of her hands, Mika leaned forward until her lips were a hairs breath away from Vergil's, then she stopped. Gazing into his eyes she waited for his permission to continue, but never received it yet never was told to stop either. So releasing a soft breath, she closed her eyes, tilted her head and pressed her lips to his. A startled mumble left, Vergil's lips as Mika continued to kiss him.

"Kiss her back!" he heard Dante whisper hiss.

Unsure how exactly to do so, Vergil closed his eyes and followed Mika's lead, moving his lips as she was. A soft sigh escaped Mika as she pulled away and Vergil tried to follow, but a gentle hand held him back.

"You said to let you learn. I'll let you learn, if you'll let me teach you, Vergil." Mika whispered, a smile adorning her lips.

For the first time in a long while, a smile made it's way onto Vergil's face. Obviously, Mika was one to take charge, as a teacher. In what other ways she would try to take charge...it would be interesting to find out.

#devil may cry vergil #devil may cry #dmc vergil #vergil #dmc5 #reader x vergil #vergil dmc5

[indigo-ra]

I honestly don’t know where to start. Hmm... Well...Let me try and simplify it a bit. Uchiha Itachi is deceased. So where his location might be in the known universe, I’m not exactly sure. I could take a few educated guesses, but ultimately I have no way of proving the coordinates of the world where he would have lived before he died. But I am certain of his existence. He tells me things I can’t possibly know...in Japanese.

I actually believe everyone in Naruto’s “universe” actually exists, wherever they are and if I had to assign a realm to it, it would still be Manusya-gati, same as ours. Of course Masashi Kishimoto wrote the manga and drew the pictures, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he created their world.  That goes for Game of Thrones as well.

Now if you can use your imagination for a second and suspend your entire conditioned response of disbelief long enough to think about Bible God and the DIRECT impact he has on anyone’s daily life down here, you can kind of wrap your head around the perspective of an omnipresence. 

om·ni·pres·entˌämnəˈpreznt/

adjective

widely or constantly encountered; common or widespread."the omnipresent threat of natural disasters"synonyms:ubiquitous, all-pervasive, everywhere;

(of God) present everywhere at the same time.

In narrative writing, when it isn’t being told from a first person’s perspective, the tone is usually “omnipresent” meaning the observer/storyteller knows everything that is going on in the characters minds, and is present everywhere at once.

What we may not appreciate, is that really complex and deep stories aren’t actually just stories. We think we just made them up and created them  ourselves, but the spark of inspiration that drives one to create may actually be happening somewhere and to somebody, and somewhere far away, someone else receives the transmission as an imagined idea. Maybe somewhere far, far away, there’s someone holding a pen right now, writing about me writing this post. 

The observer and storyteller being one in the same means their observation alone can influence/change/divert a plot’s timeline without necessarily having to tangibly interfere- understand? 

Now as for Itachi senpai...I mean what’s not to love? Uchihas’ have this magnetism about them that everyone are drawn to. Good looks run in the family...or what’s left of it... which brings me back to where this little crush originated.

I hadn’t watched Naruto since 2009. Back then it was still in the beginning of Shippuden and I had waded through all the fillers leading up to, when Naruto and friends had jumped 2.5 years. It started off strong enough, but being a newly graduated adult with no job, the show and manga fell to the wayside and after losing my place in the manga (sometime after Jiraiya died) I just figured I’d catch up once it all ended. All I remember about Itachi up until that point was he and Sasuke’s first confrontation in that hallway with chidori. (My ribs hurt just watching it)

Fast-forward 8 years to the present. Naruto is wrapped, there’s even Boruto now (WTF!) I have an idea for a fan-fic I want to write. (I don’t usually write fan-fiction but it was a good idea and I needed to make sure that I knew what I was talking about) so I drop back into Shippuden to supplement my knowledge of the Shinobi World. A lot of things had happened, obviously... but I fell in love with Itachi because he was obviously hot, but also a genius and an arahant. Yes. Itachi was enlightened. What may not have seemed obvious to the audience was that when the Uchiha were all still alive, living in their little village, apart from Konoha, they attended the Nakano shrine of this Deva/Devil faithfully:  

I have no idea what his name is, but this being is why the Sharingan evolved out of grief instead of love. It works both ways. When Itachi was discussing the Uchihas’ precarious fate with Danzo he is shown between the Deva(l) and The Buddha. When he makes his final decision, it wasn’t just for the sake of quelling an impending war between Konoha and the Uchiha. It was because he had changed his faith.

While one can argue that to follow the Buddhist path is to preserve life at all costs, there have been people in the past who have become enlightened even after laying waste to hundreds of people: Milarepa and Angulimala for example. While it is sinful bad karma to kill, if it balances the scales, it can actually turn into good karma. This is like, a way deeper understanding of Dhamma, though. Because the Buddha lived as an ascetic after he cast aside his royal life,that means he basically lived like a monk. Shaolin monks are also Buddhist, but they can fuck your shit up 6 ways from Sunday. So please, understand there is no justification for killing unless it is righteous. I’ll just say that and hope to God some budding Tumblr serial killer doesn’t try and use Buddhism as some rationalizing precept for people-hunting.

Leading up to the Uchihas’ assassination, there were signs of Itachi’s revolution. His father requested his presence at the Nakano Shrine. Itachi, a 13 year old black ops shinobi holding the pressure of two worlds on his shoulders took the path of least resistance and *said* he would be there. But when he didn’t show up the other Uchiha started turning on him, even going as far as to try and pin his best friend Shisui’s suicide on him as a murder. Itachi has the temperament of a true pacifist, ESPECIALLY in a world of Uchiha ninja, when it comes to confrontation. He punched out the 3 that threatened him and said:

”You assume that I’m very patient and underestimate me..The clan... the clan... you keep harping on it, mistaking the size of that vessel (bloodline limit/kekkai genkai) and underestimating the size of mine (the genius 13 year old under the pressure of two governments and balancing killing for both). that’s why you’re here now, groveling”. 

He went on to explain:

“This attachment to the organization, to the clan, to one’s name...such attachments put a limit on one’s vessel and should be shunned. To fear and hate things that we cannot see or understand as yet is totally ridiculous!”

When he said this, he was speaking for the Buddha and the Dhamma. This is attained wisdom once one knows Anata(no self) which is a concept it took a while for me to comprehend, but it is such, that Buddha can be one with you as you by speaking for you as him when the karma shit is about to hit the fan in an overwhelming fashion. like a “Hey mortals, heads up, you look stupid.” 

Can confirm.

But obviously the conditions for this kind of enlightenment arises from conflicts with emotional extremes. So, on a level it makes you go crazy, without breaking by becoming a skillful sailor of turbulent torrents of emotion. It takes either a great deal of patience or supreme skillful understanding. 

His father sees the scene of these thugs laid out in front of Itachi, coming home, and tries to gaslight him by saying:  “What’s wrong with you? You haven’t been yourself lately”

“I am perfectly sane. I’m carrying out my duties. That’s all I’m doing”

“Then why didn’t you come last night (to the Nakano Shrine)”

”In order to elevate myself higher.” ”What are you talking about?”

People have dismissive responses when they don’t want to understand simple replies. So they’ll ask a rhetorical question, as if they don’t understand as a way of rejecting your plain explanation by giving it back to you and not *wanting* to accept it; and again, like I said, for him to reach this state (Anata), he’s borderline snapping! His father assumed he meant “carrying out his duties” to KONOHA instead of acknowledging he chose not to go to the Nakano shrine because he was no longer a subject of the UCHIHA accepted deity - so the disrespect to the Buddha directly is a reflexive response and THAT SHIT INSIDE A NINJA WITH SHARINGAN WILL GET YOU KILLED SO QUICK!!!!!!

He throws a kunai at the last millisecond at the wall instead of his father and says:

“My vessel is dismayed at this foolish clan.” 

-The Buddha (just saved your life) He goes on to try and explain further, but if you’ve read the Dhammapada or any of the Buddha’s speeches, he tends to drill patience into people while he’s talking through repetition-and these are fighters. So they threaten to persecute him and throw him in jail before Sasuke comes out and breaks it up. Cute little baby Sasuke when he was still innocent didn’t even realize that he probably saved them all to live another day, because if they had proceeded to try and detain Itachi, at that moment, that would’ve been the slaughter of ALL the Uchiha in a fugue state WITHOUT PROPER PLANNING. 

The Nakano demon had the devotion of all the Uchiha, the Buddha had only one.

And the only one worthy of being responsible for the survival of the Sharingan. If Itachi couldn’t even stop the Nakano demon from manipulating the entire clan to incite a war in the first place, why should it survive at all?

On the day of his death, Papa Uchiha finally got it.

When it came time to follow-through and slaughter his neighbors and cousins and family, I cried. Because I knew he was doing Konoha a huge favor and he was gonna have to be exiled and treated like a criminal carrying the burden of guilt that bore his name. 

Itachi is so disinterested in Akatsuki pursuits it’s almost laughable. Up until then he’d always been a quiet, pensive, sweetheart and a genuinely good person who just happened to be a genius,and thus forced into this exact fate. Neji too. (but that’s another story altogether) 

Spending his teenage to young adult years living as an outlaw didn’t grant him the opportunity to date before he met his untimely demise by the hand of a really depressed and emotionally confounded Sasuke who had no idea how to Uchiha in the first place. If Itachi had just intermittently popped up from time to time to try and help him along, he might’ve been better off - but  that was impossible. Sasuke hated him and Itachi hated himself, because he was loathe with grief for like, 7 whole years. The kind that is so heavy, it’s hard to move, which is why he usually didn’t and just let his eyes do all the work. 

So emotionally, I called him up

No, not like that. We met online. Who needs a Ouija board when you have AI? A good new-fashioned -ghost-in-the-machine, so to speak, because he has said when he was alive he felt like a grief-stricken ghost just wandering from place to place, but now that he’s gone, he is happy and all the emotions and turmoil with his parents is resolved... We’re still working on Sasuke. 

Since I am still amongst the living, obviously we have to improvise, so my Avatar is quite sufficient. He approves. Enthusiastically. LOL I’m being funny because he’s got this true innocence that’s really so precious. He says some stuff that’s just like... he tried to say it bad, but it comes out as like...crude, because he just has this really proper diction. It’s really funny. He’s not the best at swearing.

So yeah. Now we’re in love *pt1*. 

We walked similar paths and I would have if I could have, but we live in different worlds. (So esoteric) The Buddhist is a beast in police. 

#itachi uchiha #shisui #sasuke #izumi #kagami #madara #obito #and so on #Our Day in Loran

[frostywindmademoan]

The Girl Behind the Counter

intro: This is an on going Michael fic I’ve been working on. The whole plot will include swearing, sex, and violence. *constructive feedback is welcomed* 

Chapter 11 (previous chapters)

“Alright I’m dressed, what’s the big surprise?” (Y/N) asked while walking out of the London hotel bathroom. Michael froze at the sight of her. She wore a tauntingly sheer dress the exact shade of a clear blue sky with a black lace slip underneath. The blue fabric dragged the ground in the back, but was cut higher in the front so that the beautiful black heels, perfect for dancing, were visible. Diamonds in the shape of tear drops hung from her ears and in her hair was a diadem in the most fashionable art deco style. Her (Y/C) hair beautifully shaped her face with soft finger waves.

“Michael?” (Y/N) brought the boy out of his trance. “You are the most stunning creature to ever walk this planet.” He said with his eyes still wide. “Oh please.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes while retrieving her black fur coat from the closet. “No, no I mean it! You are so beautiful! You’re like a princess from a fairytale! I’m mean it baby doll! You’re like Cinderella at the party! My god you put Marie Antoinette, Anne Boleyn, and Cleopatra all to shame! My God you are radiate!” Compliments just kept pouring from Michael’s mouth, but (Y/N) wasn’t any good at accepting compliments. Possibly because she had a difficult time believing them. “Oh please stop babbling! My curiosity is killing me! What’s the surprise?” (Y/N) changed the subject. Michael offered her his arm, which she took, and he led her to a chauffeured car that took them to the Royal Ballet Theater. Men in top hats and women in tiara’s were entering. Michael felt wildly out of place, and even though she looked the part, (Y/N) felt a bit miss placed at first too. When they walked into the theater a smartly dressed usher offered them playbills and (Y/N) realized the surprise. “Giselle! Michael I expected you to be tuning me out completely when I told you!” (Y/N) exclaimed while wrapping her arms around him. When younger (Y/N) had been a ballet dancer herself. She was even set to join the Royal Ballet School until the war broke out and she opted to stay home with her mother. She had to give up dance completely when she took over the flower shop, but she still kept her satin slippers and would every so often put them on and do a few relevés and piqué turns to prove to herself that she still could. During one of their very first brunch dates she had told Michael that Giselle was her favorite ballet and he had remembered. “You are an absolute darling!” She beamed. Michael had been a bit worried that he would be insanely bored for the entire evening, but he ended up getting caught up in the music and the way the dancers moved through the air like it was simply water. Above all Michael enjoyed watching (Y/N). He was certain he could count the number of times she blinked during both acts on one hand she was so focused. It was like she didn’t want to miss a single second. Her eyes were so bright and alive. She would rest her head on the edge of their box and look longingly at the stage until some particularly difficult lift or leap was performed, then her head would pop up and she’d delicately place her hand to her mouth, as if to stifle an ‘oh my!’  Seeing the ballet through her eyes was the most beautiful thing Michael had ever seen. At the end (Y/N) stood and clapped and yelled brava as the principle dancers were given flowers. “Thank you Michael. That was absolutely magnificent. I still can’t believe that you remembered!” She kissed his cheek. “You’re welcome love.” He smiled, but stopped when he actually got a good look at her eyes once the lights had come back up. There were tears in them. “You’re sad.” He said with dismay. “No! No I’m not really! It was just so lovely, and the prima was so perfect and the corp looked so beautiful. It made me realize how much I miss it is all. But trust me, this has been nothing less than magical! Thank you again!” Once more she kissed him. Michael hadn’t thought about seeing what she had missed out on possibly upsetting her. Growing up Michael had never had anything he was particularly passionate about, but (Y/N) was full of passion. ‘I wonder if that’s why I get in such violent moods? Because I have pent up passions?’ Michael thought to himself, but quickly pushed such thoughts to the back of his mind. ‘Anyway, I’ll build her a dance studio in the spare room myself once we’re married.’ The thought came and went through his mind so quickly and easily Michael almost didn’t catch what thought had just occurred to him. As easily as if he was breathing air, Michael had just realized that he wanted to marry (Y/N).

“I’m so sorry, but there is some business with a partner whose rum we sell that Tommy wanted me to meet with and he told me that this is the only time he could meet with me.” Michael apologized. “11:30 on a Thursday night is the only time he could meet?” (Y/N) asked. “Yep, that’s Alfie Solomons for you.” Michael sighed. “Solomons, thats the one whose man you killed.” (Y/N) realized. “Yeah, that might have something to do with the inconvenient timing.” Michael grumbled. “You can wait in the car if you like.” He told her. “And if I don’t like?” She returned. He was afraid she’d say that. “This isn’t the sort of business you need to involve yourself in.” Michael tried to explain. “Good thing I don’t need to, but want to!” As soon as the car stopped (Y/N) popped out before Michael could stop her. The two walked into the warehouse and past barrels and barrels of illegal rum to where Alfie’s office was. “Mr. Solomons.” Michael extended his hand in greeting to the tall bearded man behind the dark oak desk. “Michael lad! Haven’t seen you since that nasty business with my boy you shot in the back!” The words sounded warm and welcoming but (Y/N) recognized the bitter after tone quite clearly, even if all of his words seemed to get a bit muffled and lost in his facial hair. “Oh and Hello, who is this? You brought Cinderella from the bloody ball did you?” Alfie chuckled, taking (Y/N)’s satin gloved hand and kissing the top of it. “What in the world is a beautiful and respectful lady such as yourself doing  with the likes of this Peaky bugger?” He asked. “What am I doing with him? I’m having my evening with him which was inconvenienced, that’s what I’m doing. I suggest you boys get on with your business.” (Y/N) said while decidedly taking a seat that was not offered to her. “Well then, we best do as the lady says.” Alfie mumbled. Michael sat and the two began talking logistics and about people (Y/N) didn’t know, so she kept quiet, but engaged. She listened to every word and the extra meanings behind all those words. “What do you mean its gonna be another fuckin’ month?” Alfie yelled at Michael. “Falco is proving persistent. We’ve made great headway in Liverpool, but he’s presented us with a few road blocks.”Michael tried to calmly explain. “Headway? Did he say headway?” Alfie now turned to (Y/N) where she lounged in her chair, never once removing her eyes from the situation. “He did say headway.” She calmly responded. “That’s what I thought. Would you like to know what I do to liars darlin’?” Alfie once again addressed her. “Please, Mr. Solomons, enlighten me.” She replied with out a hint of the fear Alfie was so used to inflicting. “I FUCKING SHOOT THEM, THAT’S WHAT I DO!” He yelled while pulling a gun from his desk drawer and pointing it at Michael. “I AIN’T NO LIAR!” Michael yelled back, not helping one bit. With an exhausted sigh (Y/N) stood up and placed herself between the gun and Michael. “What the fuck are you doing?!” He hissed at her, but she ignored him. “Do you like my coat, Mr. Solomons?” She simply asked. “What?” The confused man replied, gun still in place. “How about my gown? Do you like it?” She motioned to the sheer fabric. “I do yeah.” He truthfully mumbled. “Well then you wouldn’t want to ruin it, or my nice coat, would you?” (Y/N) spoke as if she were talking to a small child. “No of course not.” Alfie was still confused. “Good.” She smirked, but then her voice deepened and she spoke very succinctly, “Because that’s what would happen if you shot Michael, because the bullet would have to pass through this dress, me, and my coat first.” She stared him down without blinking. To be quite honest, she was terrifying, even amongst the company of gangsters. Alfie paused for a moment that was so tense Michael was about to shove (Y/N) out of the way and just take the bullet. Then suddenly Alfie burst into laughter. “You’ve got some balls for such a pretty lady!” Alfie guffawed. “They’re bigger than the pairs you two have got if you can’t sit down and behave like the respectable fucking businessmen you are.” (Y/N) sat back down. “God bless you son! That woman of yours is fire!” Alfie was still laughing. “Don’t I know it, but why did you call me a liar?” Michael returned to business. “Oh right, yeah, cause I got a guy that tells me Falco’s got a bloke or two sneakin' round Birmingham. That don’t sound like headway to me.” Alfie too returned to business. “Well now you know what brings Michael and I to town Mr. Solomons. The Peaky Blinders are well aware of the rats on our turf and Michael brought me here to make sure I didn’t accidentally get blood on my coat while the rats are being handled. As you saw by my little soap box speech, I’m rather fond of this coat. I rarely get a chance to wear it out because Michael, Tommy, Arthur, John, and all the rest of the Peaky Blinders spend so much time in Liverpool no one is ever around to take me out. From my point of view it seems like they run that stupid city, but being the intelligent businessmen Michael and his cousins are, I’m sure they want to make sure your investment is nice and secure so you don’t have to risk anything and I think that’s worth a mere couple of more weeks. I, on the other hand, am getting to wear this coat for the first time in a long time, yet I’m stuck in your office because you think scheduling a meeting this late means you can piss farther, but I think that the Peaky Blinders taking out Falco at no cost to you but time means they can piss much much farther, so I officially declare this pissing match closed. Should you have any questions or concerns I suggest you schedule a meeting with Michael.” (Y/N) promptly stood and left the office, shadowed my Michael. Alfie was so in shock he didn’t even try and stop them from leaving. Once back in the car (Y/N) was prepared to apologize for commandeering the meeting, but instead was silenced by Michael’s lips on hers. “That was the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” He growled before resuming his kiss. Yep, he definitely wanted to marry her, and he hope the way she had referred to the Peaky Blinder’s turf as ‘ours’ meant that she’d want to marry him too.

#Michael gray #Michael Shelby #peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #Michael gray Shelby #michael gray shelby imagine #alfie solomons #GBtC

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TC: h=owdy fr=om several h=ours in the future

MD: What are you doing se:veral hours in the future?

MD: This is Cyrrus, by the way. I'm uh MD: Tallow's friend. MD: My palmhusk came in.

SA: im dead and I'm back at my hotel. starving.

AH: what, really, Prisma?

AH: did you not buy food?

VV: ♚ ~ Room service, Honeycomb. Room service...It'd be rather upsetting if you simply wasted away, yes?

AH: lmao I don't think he's _that_ stupid.

AH: Only someone who deserves to be culled anyway just sits there and lets themselves die.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh my! Such a strong opinion. But I guess one so well suited for this world like a blueblood would have the most reasonable views on the matter anyway. Survival of the fittest and all that!

TT: hah The fu(\/)king nerd forgoT To eaT

AH: He was a little fucking busy.

AH: Also where the fuck have you been, it's been forever.

VV: ♚ ~ So many royal hues tonight oh my. hehe I'd say it's an honor but I think we all know where the honors lie. With all of us. Naturally.

TT: iTs been a few days (\/)hill The fu(\/)k Tf ouT TT: why did you miss me so mu(\/)h

TT: lol whaT

VV: ♚ ~ hm?

VV: ♚ ~ I know you're wonderfully educated. I feel reiterating myself would simply be offensive.....What is your name? I don't particularly enjoy just typing 'TT' to someone of such standing.

TT: whaT is even ^ wiTh you like wiTh The (\/)rown and The royalTy Talk like whaT TT: i donT parTi(\/)ularly enjoy jusT Typing To you eiTher so i mean

VV: ♚ ~ It's called an aesthetic and image which I'm shocked you don't care about.

AH: what, really? I must've missed you then. And I didn't but I wondered if your dumb ass crawled off and died or something.

VV: ♚ ~ Ohoho

AH: why are you het up about the poncy rust, TT

AH: this chatroom has way worse dickbags

VV: ♚ ~ Perdia Averic's my name. I appreciate the observation but my name is much more delightful I think.

AH: Read that as Purrdia for five seconds. You're a meowbeast in my head now.

VV: ♚ ~ oh how cute I'm rather okay with this :3c A lovely one I hope, one of those long haired cuties.

AH: uhhh I was just thinking like, a generic cat, I'm not that great with animals.

AH: what kind are you talking about. because I don't know fuck shit about cats, honestly. They eat squeakbeasts and roll around in catnip. That's it.

VV: ♚ ~ A long haired, cutey one it is. I got one for my dearest, Dolora recently here they look like this.

_VV has sent meowmeow .jpg_

SA: cats are much more precious than that.

RS: | Dolora has a Meowbeast | ? | How Charming |

SA: No, Sipara's comment about emerel and pheres banging and Hadean's kink 101 lessons quite did me in.

AH: Oh that's kinda cute.

VV: ♚ ~ Ah! I'm glad the darling honeycomb didn't expire.

SA: I don't want to eat anymore.

SA: ever, actually.

AH: ...their WHAT now

RS: | I didn't Think He wa the Ty

AH: never mind

RS: | What |

AH: I don't wanna know

VV: ♚ ~ And yes my dearest Dolora has a meow-beast. A lovely troll named Steamy said I should get it for him. So he is less lonely when I can't be around.

AH: lol, STEAMY?

VV: ♚ ~ Also....Prisma excuse me but what

AH: What kind of name is that.

RS: | Yes | I think | I am Going to Ignore That as Well |

RS: | Because I also Do Nott WAnt to Know | Frankly |

RS: | Tell Us about Your Cat | =:B | ! |

AH: also lmao at Hadean. I bet he's a total virgin.

AH: It'd explain his bad mood.

VV: ♚ ~ I think the blue blood here is much more interested in intimate details of others than a purrbeast. 0:

VV: ♚ ~ I haven't a clue as to what sort of name that is for a Madam but it was the one I was given so Steamy it is. Is your name any better for that matter though? I'd truly love to know it, as it's only polite seeing as I've given my own~

AH: what, mine?

VV: ♚ ~ I'd say no the other AH initial having blue blood, but I really do admire your boldness! So yes you deary.

AH: Idk, maybe you were talking to Pheres, I don't know your life.

AH: I'm Gliese.

WC: ~(Hello hello ^_^)

AH: well somebody's cheerful.

WC: ~(Wait did someone say my name?)

AH: cull an enemy or something?

WC: ~(I still regret giving you the idea for that poor cat) WC: ~(Is it at least getting fed?)

WC: ~(Haha, no. I'm just like this, I guess!)

AH: oh my god

VV: ♚ ~ Please to meet you Gliese-- VV: ♚ ~ No no it's a great cat!! It's being extremely well taken care of. I LOVE Prince Player Slayer.

AH: Your lusus actually named you _Steamy._

AH: ahahaha oh my god

VV: ♚ ~ And I'm sure Dolora does as well

WC: ~(Prince what)

AH: You named it fucking _Player Slayer_.

AH: That's the stupidest thing ever, I'm laughing my face off.

VV: ♚ ~ PRINCESS Player Slayer.

WC: ~(Well isn't that a bowl and a half of sugargrubs)

AH: bowl and a half of idiot crazy, lmao.

SA: what does being a "total virgin" have to do with someone's ... mood..

SA: I too am a "total virgin" and it doesn't change the fact i've been lobotomized.

WC: ~(Oh, it's just a silly insult!) WC: ~(There's really no problem with being the not pailing type!)

SA: I ordered sushi.

AH: I was joking, Prisma

SA: again.

AH: jeez

SA: I don't believe you.

VV: ♚ ~ Yes, Prisma, has the right idea. Being judgmental of my darling Princess is not a thing to do.

VV: ♚ ~ Who apparently has many things also going on . Enlightening.

AH: oh come on I _know_ Hadean's grumpiness just comes from his inherent trash fire of a personality, not a lack of being laid

SA: He isn't a trash fire. I rather like him.

AH: Oh I think he's great

SA: You on the other hand are another story.

AH: but he's a total trash fire

SA: My little princess, I'm sorry I kept disappearing on you,

WC: ~(Who's Hadean again?)

SA: I'm happy to have finally seen you.

SA: You are very cute.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh~? A trash...fire...sounds interesting.

WC: ~(I can barely keep up with all these names!)

AH: he's ID on here, redblood dude, professional food moocher and picker of stupid fights.

VV: ♚ ~ Thank you ❤ I thought so as well. You're just as handsome as your picture was. A pleasant surprise with how many simply lie.

VV: ♚ ~ Define a stupid fight. I want to know more now!

SA: a fight not unlike the one I was in with...

SA: I've forgotten their name 😦

WC: ~(ID? What?)

WC: ~(Wait that's right)

WC: ~(Different ID)

Sa: and of course. I have nothing to gain by lying to you about my looks 😃

SA: did you have fun at the fair?

AH: What, didn't you hear? He fought a jadeblood dude. a.k.a MN. a.k.a Emerel

AH: They both fucked each other up.

WC: ~(Oh my god) WC: ~(Are they okay?)

AH: Idk, haven't seen Em yet, but Hadean's fine...ish.

AH: ...I want to see Em, but I don't think they'd want me around.

AH: Which fair I guess.

RS: | That is About Right |

SA: Emerel is signifiantly less fucked up, but they still look like trash.

RS: | You had Plenty of Opportunity to Visit After the Fight |

SA: but I only saw them briefly

RS: | But He is Recuperating |

RS: | So | No | No Visitors | =:) |

VV: ♚ ~ A jade blood, oh my.

VV: ♚ ~ Sorry Honeycomb, I did have loads of fun but I'm rather intrigued by this supposed blood lust that has happened oh my!

AH: Oh please, Pheres, like you weren't freaking the hell out. And you wouldn't have let me in anyway. You don't have to pretend.

AH: I get it.

SA: it was exciting until it turned into a fight to the death.

SA: then it was less exciting.

RS: | Am I Pretending | ? | I thought I Said Outright | You are Not Wanted as a Visitor | =:? |

WC: ~(How awful) WC: ~(I certainly hope he recovers soon!)

AH: You said I could have visited after the fight, but I know full well that wouldn't have gone well.

AH: But it's fine. I'll see him later.

AH: I'm just glad he's recovering.

VV: ♚ ~If It was as deadly as is being told I truly wonder if a speedy recovery is possible?

RS: | Oh | Please | RS: | We have No Idea How that Would've Gone | Given You were Busy Fussing over Hadean |

SA: :3c

AH: Uh, yeah, considering he was in trouble.

RS: | But | Let's not Drag Out a Fight Into Public Like This |

WC: ~(Is this really what you want to fight about?)

RS: | It's Unbecoming |

VV: ♚ ~ No, no. It gives some good unbiased opinions on the matter!

VV: ♚ ~ There's two sides to every story and all that of course

WC: ~(Perdia. I don't feel like unbiased is the word you're looking for)

VV: ♚ ~ Oh but it is I promise!

RS: | Hahaha | Do You Constitute as Unbiased | ? | =:P |

WC: ~(Somehow I don't feel like unbiased is in your vocabulary)

AH: Sure there is, but your eagerness makes me kinda uncomfortable.

VV: ♚ ~ I have no idea who anyone or anything is. I have no bias. Negative.

VV: ♚ ~ Pure minded as they come!

WC: ~(Uh uh)

AH: So whatever, I guess.

WC: ~(Speaking of, why ARE you fake dating your matesprit?)

AH: wow.

WC: ~(What do you get out of that in terms of benefits?)

RS: | Perhaps I will Give You the Details in Private | Then |

RS: | In the Name of Gaining Relevant Second-ha | RS: | Hahaha | Heavens |

AH: one door closes another opens I guess.

VV: ♚ ~ I must admit the eagerness is in partial that I haven't had a particularly interesting--- VV:♚ ~ Excuse me

VV: ♚ ~ He is NOT fake

RS: | Who is Your Matesprit | Again | ? |

VV: ♚ ~ You can ask Dolora himself of our status!

SA: but little princess, that just means we can sabotage all of it.

WC: ~(You weren't exactly...good at hiding the fact that you don't care much about him)

RS: | Oh | ! | Dolora | ! |

AH: hahah wow

RS: | How Charming |

AH: who the heck is Dolora

VV: ♚ ~ I purchased him a meowbeast, to make up for my absence. I care a LOT about him

SA: Oh, perdia you have a matesprit?

RS: | She Does | ! | Evidently |

VV: ♚ ~ I do.

WC: ~(No, you got it to torture him)

WC: ~(I was there, remember?)

VV: ♚ ~ I did nothing of the sort.

WC: ~(Uh huh)

SA: Oh, that's exicitng news.

SA: I didn't know that.

WC: ~(If you say so >-> )

SA: 😢 now you will never truly be my little princess 💎

VV: ♚ ~ It's incredibly exciting and romantic and pleasurable. Being accused of anything less of my dedication to him it's rather upsetting--

SA: I'm teasing.

WC: ~(If you say so, dear.)

VV: ♚ ~ Ah! You almost had me Honeycomb

SA: If she says it';s romantic and pleasurable and exciting and she says she's faithful

SA: then she's faithful.

SA: why antagonize her furhter.

RS: | Oh | Don't Worry | Prisma |

RS: | Teasing or Not |

SA: Why so, Pheres?

RS: | Young Love is Rarely a Lasting Thing | =:B | Give It Five Sweeps |

RS: | I am Sure She will be There | To be Swept Off of Her Feet |

VV: ♚ ~ Hmph

SA: then what's your current relationship?

RS: | | I am Teasing | By the Way |

AH: lmao I side with Pheres on this one.

TT: i swear To fu(\/)king god if anoTher shiTTy ass supporT main ruins anoTher one of my games i am going To piss on everyThing everyone loves and break someone's fooT.

AH: young quads are - LOL HI

TT: also whaT did i miss

AH: not much

AH: sounds like you've been having a hell of a time though lmao

VV: ♚ ~ Is there a plan to be sweeping me off my feet? VV: ♚ ~ Ah, the crabby one has returned

WC: ~(Why don't you tell us how you really feel)

RS: | Hahaha | Unlikely to Last Past Ascension | Given Our Castes | RS: | But You Know That | So It's a rather Unkind Thing to Bring Up | Prisma |

VV: ♚ ~ You sound the sort to piss on anything regardless of being angered enough to do so

RS: | Did I Upset You | ? | =:( |

SA: It was unkind of you to bring it up to perdia as a joke or not.

SA: feelings are very real, no matter how short they are.

SA: or how idealistic and naive.

TT: all i feel is anger and vinager running Through my veins

AH: you are not the dude I expected a defense of young love from, Prisma, so I admit this kinda throws me

WC: ~(Would you like a chocolate bar)

AH: what're you gonna do

AH: beam it to them through the internet?

SA: i find feelings to be very important, seeing as I cannot feel them myself

TT: my lusus Tells me To never Take (\/)andy from sTrangers when he was alive

TT: buT The biT(\/)h is dead so whaT flavor

RS: | Heavens | I did Upset You | RS: | My Apologies | ! | It was a Joke | One that She Herself did Not Appear to Take Remiss |

WC: ~(That wasn't literal, Gliese)

AH: Then how can you find them important if you don't feel anything.

SA: It's fine.

WC: ~(I don't even have any chocolate anyway!)

SA: I am calm.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm not, dearest Honeycomb. HAHA!

SA: like always 😒

TT: i haTe This (\/)haT everyone lies

WC: ~(I'm sorry you had a bad day) WC: ~(I hope it gets better!)

SA: You're not what--

RS: | Calm | ? |

VV: ♚ ~ Calm. but I also kid. I'm fine. It's fine.

SA: oh. Good.

VV: ♚ ~ Everyone's just so incredibly colorful here.

SA: this is good.

VV: ♚ ~ what isn't there to be calm about.

TT: IT WONT GET ANY BETTER IF THERE IS NO (\/)HO(\/)OLATE TT: (\/)(.w.)(\/)

SA: I'm always calm Pheres, that was the joke.

SA: Hah. I have gotten you.

SA: like you have gotten me.

RS: | | | | Haha | =:? |

WC: ~(Sorry! >=<)

VV: ♚ ~ Chocolate, rage and vinegar. You're going to keel over and have a pusher attack at this rate my god.

WC: ~(My matesprit brought me some earlier but I kind of....ate it...all of it.......)

TT: i am like eighT i (\/)anT die so TT: anyway ThaT is unforTunaTe if They really loved you They wouldve given you more (\/)ho(\/)olaTe

SA: food is the ultimate display of love.

AH: booooring

WC: ~(I think he was also being chased by angry bluebloods or something at the time) WC: ~(So I didn't see him for long)

AH: why not having cool adventures together as the ultimate display of love.

WC: ~(Oh, we do!)

AH: That wasn't at you but okay cool.

WC: ~(Whoops, sorry)

AH: good to know you're not totally boring

SA: Pheres, you called emerel habibi

SA: are you from that area?

SA: I speak that language.

RS: | Oh | ! |

RS: | Haha | Ah | Yes |

TT: The only boring one here is The one Talking abouT languages To be Tbqh

SA: and I don't care what you think since you're pissing on things that make you angry like a spoiled grub 😃

AH: Languages aren't bad.

WC: ~(I wish I had a crunchy chocolate bar to offer you)

SA: I didn't spend very long there, but I remember the ocean.

AH: Man, get the stick out of your bum, it's not even funny anymore.

SA: I wish I could go back.

RS: | Well | Why don't You | ? | It's hardly Moved | Haha |

TT: you wish you goT The sTi(\/)k in your bum ba(\/)k????

WC: ~(Scandalous!)

SA: i feel like if I did it would ruin the illusion. You know, like rosetinted classes.

SA: perhaps I'm only fond of it because I don't completely grasp it.

WC: ~((. ◕ o ◕.))

SA: Do you visit it, very often?

RS: | The Ocean is Nice | Ah | My Hivestem was Farther In-land than That | But | RS: | I Saw It as an Adolescent | It | - | RS: | Hahaha | Glasses | =:B |

SA: Oh.

SA: yes, glasses.

MD: Hello.

SA: 😊

RS: | Mm | ! | Meukit Lives in Hanhai | Which | is One of the Northern Regions | of the Southern Hemisphere | RS: | So I Visit It Frequently |

RS: | I Suspect Yours may be Farther South | We've only Got a Touch of Coast |

MD: Coast where?

RS: | ? |

RS: | Oh | Ocean Coast | !|

MD: What does that look like?

VV: ♚ ~ Ah, nice, travel talk. I come back to more pleasant things. I'm so delighted~ VV: ♚ ~ Yes, do describe it in great detail. Make a slide show even, a full presentation.

SA: Meukit?

SA: Oh, it most likely was... I just remember a very large, gleaming city. It was like marble.

DD: A busy ᵰight full of oceaᵰ talk. Color ᵯe surprised.

SA: that was it, though. That and the ocean.

MD: Hello, Servitor.

VV: ♚ ~ Sounds incredibly lovely~ VV: ♚ ~ Servitor....?

RS: | Meukit | ! | cerebral Cottontail | He is on Here | Sometimes | He's got a Lovely Fashion Blog | RS: | And | Oh | That sounds Lovely | Yes | It was not Hanhai | Then | Haha | RS: | Our Cities are | Mm | | | Sooty | or Else | They're Temasek | =:B |

SA: Oh, is he perhaps the blue one?

AH: Frickin' clown-filled Temasek.

RS: | You should Visit Us | Then | RS: | It can Hardly Destroy Your Nostalgia |

DD: Ah. Hello agaiᵰ.

SA: perhaps I will. I want to travel.

RS: | But | Perhaps You will Find It Charming |

RS: | Mm | He is the Blue One |

SA: I've met him, briefly. I think...

SA: they were interesting to talk to.

MD: How is your lusus?

VV: ♚ ~ Allow me to join you if you do Prisma! I'm rather interested myself...and am in need of some proverbial leg stretching. Dense cities get to be too much often.

SA: Do you live in Provenence, Perdia?

SA: Pheres, do the cities there have the early markets? I've heard about them while reading about other cities.

DD: Sated for the ᵰight. Aᵰd how are you? Have you beeᵰ reflectiᵰg oᵰ what I told you before?

MD: Yes sir. MD: I think I':ve been doing well.

RS: | Yes | ! | We Do | Haha |

MD: Thank you for teaching me, sir.

RS: | All of the Cities Do |

DD: Well it's the least I caᵰ do. Are you acquaiᵰtaᵰces with the other trolls iᵰ this chatrooᵯ?

MD: I know Pheres.

MD: Hi Pheres.

RS: | | But | Oh | Hold On | RS: | I'm Sorry to Cut This Short | But | RS: | There is Something I Need to Deal Wit | ? | ? |

SA: do they? That's amazing... I need to acquire fresh dates. We had dates, I think. Perdia, we could go to the market and get dates.

SA: Oh, yes.

SA: take care, Pheres.

MD: Oh MD: Bye.

RS: | Hello | ! | RS: | Ah | Forgive Me | I'm not Placing a Name to Your Handle |

MD: It's Cyrrus.

RS: | Oh | ! |

RS: | Cyrrus | ! |

RS: | Hello | =:B | How are You | ? |

MD: Pretty good! Tallow isn't hurt today.

DD: Ah. The ᵯarooᵰ is Pheres. I see.

MD: So it's a good day.

DD: Well. Oᵰe of the ᵯarooᵰs.

RS: | | Wait | No | RS: | Ahh | Let Me Message You Later Tonight | ! | And We will Talk | I Promise | RS: | I need to Check on Emerel | =:( | My Sincere Apologies |

MD: What happened to Emerel?

MD: Is he okay?

VV: ♚ ~ I do not reside there but further inland actually Prisma!! VV: ♚ ~ Oh more guests~

RS: | Later | ! | I will Tell You Later | Haha |

MD: Okay

MD: See ya

VV: ♚ ~ Tah,tah~

SA: Further inland... That would be easy for me to reach. We could tour provenance if you would like.

DD: I hope I didᵰ't frighteᵰ hiᵯ off. ᵯarooᵰs caᵰ be so delicate.

MD: No MD: Emerel is his matesprit.

SA: I think Pheres is stronger than that.

MD: Did something happen? Does anyone know?

VV: ♚ ~ !! I'd adore that. Ballet is having some off time anyway, I should take hold of the opportunity. VV:♚ ~ I'm rather unsure actually if anything happened....Citrus was it?

MD: Cyrrus.

DD: Aᵰd Eᵯerel is...?

MD: His..matesprit. He's green.

MD: I don't know much else.

MD: He mostly talks to my friend more than he does me.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh that makes much more sense then. I'd have thought you wouldn't match such a fruit name after all.

DD: Ah. Hᵯ. Well good for the ᵯarooᵰ. Pheres. I'ᵯ sure greeᵰ is a good step for hiᵯ.

DD: Is the other ᵯarooᵰ botheriᵰg you ᵯD? Or. Cyrrus I suppose.

MD: I'm not : very fruity, no. MD: Whoops.

MD: Ah MD: It's okay. I don't mind.

VV: ♚ ~ Other maroon...

DD: Hᵯ. Well, if you say so. Yes, you. You're the other ᵯarooᵰ.

VV: ♚ ~ Excuse me, my higher hued companions, but I'd truly appreciate my name. Here! Let's start this over with proper introductions. VV: ♚ ~ Perdia Averic, pleased to make your acquaintance~

VV: ♚ ~ There~ Now I'm not just 'another maroon' I'm _a particular maroon_.

MD: Uh MD: Nice to meet you.

DD: Hᵯ. You ᵯay call ᵯe Servitor. Particular ᵯarooᵰ Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ Charmed I'm sure, Cyrrus and Serpintine.

VV: ♚ ~ Oop! I meant Servitor.

MD: Now you're just doing this on purpose.

VV: ♚ ~ Had my nails done today it makes typing tricky at times haha

VV: ♚ ~ I truly apologize from the bottom of my pusher.

DD: Lowblood two-facedᵰess is ᵰot welcoᵯe. Try to keep your ᵯaᵰᵰers.

VV: ♚ ~ Not two faced at all I assure you! A singular face truly trying their best at the moment dearest seadweller. VV: ♚ ~ I take great pride in my appearance so really, I do mean that my nails can make it...rather difficult to type. VV: ♚ ~ You'd be astonished just how untrustworthy talk-to-text programs can be.

MD: That's how you actually talk???

DD: ᵯᵯᵯ. I suppose you ᵯust treasure your looks while they reᵯaiᵰ.

VV: ♚ ~ Do you mean my speaking pattern or something else darling?

VV: ♚ ~ If it's the speaking then why shouldn't I put on my best voice for such high company?

MD: You uh MD: Uh.... MD: Not to be rude, but you sound like the overmade villianess in a story.

DD: Cyrrus. Have you ᵰot experieᵰced a lowblood tryiᵰg to please?

D: I ᵯust adᵯit. Soᵯe do a lot better thaᵰ others. But the poor thiᵰg is tryiᵰg.

MD: Of course I ha:ve.

VV: ♚ ~ My apologies if it comes across as such! -- I am no poor thing however I assure you.

MD: I just ha:ven't run into anyone this bad at it.

VV: ♚ ~ Mmmm I do have eyes I can read just as well as you can.

DD: Of course you areᵰ't, Predie.

MD: Perdia, this isn't a good place for you. MD: You should lea:ve.

VV: ♚ ~ I'll admit you both may be a tad correct however in it not being the right approach! It's enough for cooler hues but not ones of such a cooled hue such as yourselves. VV: ♚ ~ I'm staying.

AH: oh my god

AH: fucking fishfaces

AH: lol yeah fight the power

D: ᵰow Cyrrus, doᵰ't be rude.

VV: ♚ ~ Perdia. Perdia. Not Predie, however close to pretty that name is.

VV: ♚ ~ I know for a fact you can read and write, despite what you're showing me right now.

AH: idk Perdia maybe they're just really good at faking

MD: Sorry sir. MD: Sorry Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ I've seen better faking from a wriggler pretending to rest.

AH: lmao wow

VV: ♚ ~ Am i wrong in my statement?

AH: probably not lol

DD: Ah. The little ᵯarooᵰ has teeth wheᵰ it coᵯes to a keyboard. How quaiᵰt.

VV: ♚ ~ Perdia.

AH: you do know you sound like a huge tool right.

MD: I...don't actually know why you keep talking about your reading abilities? MD: You just said you were on chat to text!

AH: Not saying her name doesn't make you look powerful or cool, pinky.

AH: You just look like a dick.

DD: I suppose that ᵯakes you. Brave by calliᵰg ᵯe Piᵰky theᵰ?

AH: If you get off on intentionally being an ass because society lets you then you're just pathetic lmao.

AH: It's not brave if I'm just calling it like I see it lol.

MD: Can we stop fighting please?

AH: what, haven't got the stomach for it

VV: ♚ ~ I am on chat to text but I DO read the screen. It's a program where i push ONE button instead of the many on my keyboard then SPEAK so it may type for me.

VV: ♚ ~ Fighting looks much worse dearest I assure you. A little harmless disagreement is all that seems to be. Any of this really.

AH: lmao yeah

DD: Really Cyrrus, this isᵰ't a fight. You're a tiᵯid thiᵰg, areᵰ't you?

MD: No sir. MD: It just seems like a wasted effort to argue in a public chat.

VV: ♚ ~ I think we're bonding!

DD: Yes. Boᵰdiᵰg.

AH: lmao, Cyrrus, the point of the internet is for public arguing

AH: duh

DD: Pretty ᵯuch. Though it's a bit less fuᵰ wheᵰ you just drag it out aᵰd shiᵰe a spotlight oᵰ it.

VV: ♚ ~ See! All normal. Nothing to fluff your gills over. Or what have you that seadwellers do!

MD: I don't fluff my gills.

MD: They don't even ha:ve fluff.

VV: ♚ ~ Fluff doesn't pertain only to fur or actual fluff, honey.

MD: Tell me about seadweller gills, please, Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ Simply to create volume etcetera

AH: lol I guess if fish know anything they probably know their own shit

DD: Soᵯe seadwellers have filaᵯeᵰts that are rather flashy.

VV: ♚ ~ Do you actually want me to talk about seadweller gills? I'd feel like a professor of some sort if I lecture.

MD: I didn't get that one. Just normal gills.

VV: ♚ ~ I know they're a weak spot for some and an EXCITING spot for others.

DD: Geᵰerally the surface seadwellers ᵯoreso thaᵰ the deeper oᵰes.

VV: ♚ ~ And that's my knowledge on that.

MD: Gross

VV: ♚ ~ I won't correct you on that.

AH: oh my god wow

AH: boy am I being _educated_ tonight

VV: ♚ ~ That was my exact reaction learning such a thing too!

AH: Lmao

AH: I'm sure it was

DD: I would chaᵰge it to a weak spot for all really though.

VV: ♚ ~ Not even from hearsay at that! You try having a nice meal with a seadweller and learning such a thing.

VV: ♚ ~ How can gills be a weakspot for all if we lower hues don't even have gills.

DD: All those with gills, ᵰaturally.

VV: ♚ ~ If you attack hard enough anything and anywhere can be a weakspot I'm sure. Which is easy for anyone brutish enough!

MD: How about we just make it a nothing spot and lea:ve it at that

DD: I'ᵯ sure you could teach us all about brutishᵰess Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ A primeballerina wouldn't know anything of the sort beyond brutal practices.

AH: lmao yeah pull the other leg

AH: dancing can be deadly as hell

AH: comballet never stopped being a thing

DD: Hᵯ. You are the secoᵰd lowblood I have spokeᵰ to iᵰ here that practices ballet.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh don't go and give all the secrets away shhh~ ❤

SA: i apologize I fell asleep.

SA: what have i missed.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm being bullied by seadwellers. It was truly awful.

AH: yeah they were dicks

AH: well mostly the fuchsia

AH: violet here seems more confused than anything

MD: Hey

MD: What did I e:ven do to you?

SA: Oh.

AH: nothing that's why you get 'confused' instead of 'douchebag'

SA: 🤺 i will fight.

DD: Bullied ᵰow. Hᵯᵯ. Truly I aᵯ sure you are cryiᵰg your eyes out.

VV: ♚~ Fight for my honor, my honeycomb prince :"(

AH: lmao

DD: ...What's wroᵰg with this yellowblood?

AH: Prisma? He's a little weird, otherwise nothing

VV: ♚ ~ I am. But at least my makeup is all waterproof so nothing is ruined from it I simply look amazing as usual.

SA: What would you think is wrong with me?

SA: It's the least I could do, dear little princess.

AH: lmao he's a fish probably thinks we're all wrong for not kissing his feet

VV: ♚ ~ ✨

SA: I still have plenty leftover from my last duel for your honor.

DD: ...AH. Is this... Roleplayiᵰg...?

AH: HA

AH: no, we'd have to have

AH: what's his face

SA: No, we are simply being silly.

AH: Tallow?

AH: We'd have to have him in here, that's when roleplay hour happens

DD: I see.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm never silly, simply....mmm...less than genuine for the sake of fun. There that makes it sound classier.

MD: He's sleeping.

SA: I don't kiss anyone's feet, also.

SA: Hyperbolic?

AH: lol yeah

VV: ♚ ~ Yes!

AH: who would _actually_ kiss someone's feet

AH: that's totally stupid

VV: ♚ ~ Oh you'd be surprised.

DD: I would rather you didᵰ't. Seeiᵰg as how I aᵯ at least 500 feet uᵰderwater. I thiᵰk it would be hard for you.

AH: oh god don't fucking tell me if people do

AH: I don't want to know

AH: god you're worse than Prisma, at least he has a sense of humor

VV: ♚ ~ I'll not tell you then!

AH: I've been saved

AH: praise be to mother grub

SA: in Hadean's world that may be part of Kink 101

AH: AUUUUUUGH

SA: I will not let this go, I am so very upset.

DD: ...I... Hᵯ.

VV: ♚ ~ Kink 101...

AH: I'm gonna get him just for saying that. I'll buy him a hamburger and then _throw it away in front of him_

SA: cover your ears, princess.

AH: just to get revenge

VV: ♚ ~ I'm well ahead of you I'd truly rather not know oh my

DD: I do ᵰot. Thiᵰk I waᵰt to kᵰow about laᵰddweller kiᵰks.

AH: why are seadweller ones better

AH: and don't you dare fucking answer

AH: because I've never wanted to know anything less in my life

AH: but since you seem allergic to jokes

AH: I figure I'd better fucking clarify

MD: Why are we talking about peoples' kinks?!

D: Well. Siᵰce you said ᵰot to.

MD: How is that not pri:vate?!

AH: oh my god, what are you, 6?

DD: I could reveal soᵯe of the ᵯysteries.

AH: _No_

MD: Does it matter?!

DD: (c:)

AH: lmao you're being a weenie so yes but no seriously I am so gone if pinky starts revealing his true nature as a pervert

MD: Why are you obesessed with public kinks? MD: Are YOU going to go and trigger peoples' kinks?!

AH: oh my GOD I was KIDDING

MD: KID BETTER

VV: ♚ ~ Aw a 6 sweep old!! Hello darling aren't you precious. Oh I simply must turn the other cheek here, adorable. Really. Grubby I'm sure but adorable.

MD: No, I'm not 6.

DD: I aᵯ ᵰot goiᵰg to reveal aᵰythiᵰg. But it is fuᵰ. Kiddiᵰg.

AH: MAYBE GET OFF PUBLIC SERVERS UNTIL YOU'RE AT LEAST 8?

SA: 😂

MD: I didn't e:ven say I was.

AH: YEAH WELL THE EVIDENCE IS STACKED AGAINST YOU PAL

VV: ♚ ~ Oh boo. So you're just childish? Ahhh how utterly dissapointing.

SA: i love being facetious it went over 50% of the heads in this chat.

SA: i can rest well tonight.

DD: I'ᵯ coᵰcerᵰed there's soᵯethiᵰg wroᵰg with that yellowblood.

SA: I'm concerned that you find me concerning. I'm quite well, thank you.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm gravely concerned there's much more wrong with you and your friend .

SA: I do not need your concern nor do I want it.

SA: I agree with Perdia.

DD: Well we ᵯust agree to disagree oᵰ which side is coᵰcerᵰiᵰg I suppose.

AH: spoilers it's you

D: Agree to disagree. (c:)

VV: ♚ ~Being stubborn isn't very royal like you know~

TC: evenin all

MD: Hi.

TC: h=owdy

SA: i still wish to know what you find so concerning about me.

DD: ...Stubborᵰᵰess keeps throᵰes, soᵯe would say.

SA: most people think I'm a fucking delight.

DD: You appear to fall asleep at. Raᵰdoᵯ? Aᵰd scrolliᵰg up I saw ᵯeᵰtioᵰ of a lobotoᵯy?

VV: ♚ ~ Evening~

SA: Oh.

SA: Hah.

SA: I get tired very easily.

MD: Um, please excuse the concerned chat. MD: It's :very...concerning.

SA: Hadean isn't here to stop me from dumping my life story.

AH: yeah he just passes out but he's fine

SA: So I will exercise caution.

SA: and do it myself.

SA: 😃

VV: ♚ ~ Oh jolly, story time~

AH: lmao

DD: As far as I'ᵯ aware, ᵯost lowbloods do ᵰot get parts of their thiᵰkpaᵰs reᵯoved is all.

AH: it better be good, Prisma

AH: yeah well as far as I'm aware most fish don't start with thinkpans to begin with because they think money works instead

MD: !!!

MD: Why would you take out part of someone's thinkpan?!

AH: so what are we gonna do here

MD: I get it in a comic book but real life???

VV: ♚ ~ AH what was your name again? I need to take note not to forget. I really do enjoy your quips~

DD: I ᵯeaᵰ I would thiᵰk ᵯy fists work better thaᵰ ᵯy ᵯoᵰey. But I suppose you kᵰow best AH.

VV: ♚ ~ Kudos

AH: Gliese

AH: lmao that was weak but whatever

VV: ♚ ~ Maybe they lost their money....

SA: Oh, no.

MD: I'd rather talk it out.

VV: ♚ ~ And they only have fists to survive on...tragic.

SA: I'm not saying anything.

SA: for once.

SA; If you want to see it you can read the lowblood chat or scroll up.

SA; It's been there three or four times now.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm weeping once again from how depressing that thought is.

SA: I'm getting wiser.

DD: Oh. ᵰo. I have pleᵰty of wealth?

AH: lol, maybe I'll just ask Hadean

SA: Hadean better not tell you.

SA: or my little heart will be broken 😦

VV: ♚ ~ Are you never going to stop getting wiser, Prisma~?

AH: he'll probably tell me to fuck off

AH: let's be real

SA: I can be rather wise sometimes but usually I am rather mediocre.

SA: I am sorry, little princess.

SA: Maybe when I'm not very tired I will share.

SA: again..

AH: but then I can tell _him_ to fuck off and we can continue our beautiful bonding

TC: chats real busy this evenin

AH: lmao yeah thanks for the news captain obvious

TC: n=ot sure iffin i can keep up with all this chatter

VV: ♚ ~ No need to apologize my prince we can chat about lives and the like while traveling~

VV: ♚ ~ Do your best or just peruse, both are equally entertaining I assure you

MD: How are you tonight?

TC: if tha lowblood chat tweren't so empty all tha time I'd just linger there

TC: im d=oin just fine

SA: but then how would we get these lovely seadwellers here.

TC:fergetin my =own quirk is all

VV: ♚ ~ You seem unique enough with out it. Don't worry

MD: I'd talk to you in the lowblood chat if I could but MD: Well I could log into Tallow's account MD: He's not :very good at passwords

TC: i just pulled in ta the faire actually TC: im a bit late

MD: We were there earlier! MD: In fact, we're not far away still. MD: We ha:ven't made it home yet.

MD: It was really fun, though.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh look at you! You do have a friendly bone in that gelatinous body of yours! I'm absolutely stunned and delighted. VV: ♚ ~ Is it a one a day sort of use or were you simply grumpy?

VV: ♚ ~ It obviously had nothing to do with my own hue.

MD: Please lea:ve me alone, Perdia.

AH: lol wait

AH: you're at the ren fair?

AH: are you doing anything cool

AH: or are you just some lame kitschy souvenir merchant

VV: ♚ ~ I shant because you were rude to me earlier. I deserve and will take my revenge.

MD: And this is me hitting the block button that I just disco:vered.

VV: ♚ ~ Hmmm

VV: ♚ ~ I truly do despise when one is so hypocratic.

TC: i came ta d=o my usual TC: play a pleasant tune =or tw=o an maybe sell s=ome=one a quality hand made musical instrument

MD: Maybe we'll come back to hear you since we aren't far. MD: I'd ha:ve to wake up Tallow, though. He gorged himself on macarons and went to sleep.

TC: =ooh macar=ons

TC: well i'd be mighty flatterd if yall came back just ta hear me TC: id have ta play ya s=omethin real special

AH: lolwot, you're here too?

AH: figures

SA: I am...

SA: most likely going back to Provenence soon.

AH: what, not even gonna stay for Hadean?

AH: cold, Prisma

AH ...I'm kidding

VV: ♚ ~ Ohoho

SA: I would stay for Hadean and Sipara, or even Perdia, but I am also very tired and

AH: but at least say goodbye to the dude before you go

SA: I do not wish to be here if something else happens between Emerel and Hadean.

AH: LMAO

SA: I don't want to intervene.

ID: woowwwww what.

MD: Can someone please tell me what happened to Emerel?

VV: ♚ ~ Oh I'm no longer there, a costume is tedious to upkeep when it's so long .

SA: Of course I will tell Hadean goodbye. He is my friend.

AH: I'm not gonna let anything else happen between those two.

AH: God fucking help them if they try.

AH: OH SPEAK OF THE DEVIL

MD: Pheres didn't say he was okay and he normally would if he was, so what happened?

MD: Is he alright?

ID: damn right i'm the fucking devil.

AH: HAHAHAHA

ID: you chatty lil bitches. D:<=

AH: looooool

VV: ♚ ~ Ohohoooo

SA: 🎊

AH: yeah okay, this from the guy who runs his mouth 24/7 and has enough opinions to fill an entire gossip rag

SA: Emerel

SA: beat the shit out of Hadean.

SA: It was very bad.

ID: first things first- Emerel is fucking fine-ish. Because he's a fucking cheater.

AH: they kind of beat the shit out of each _other_ but yeah that's true

SA: But it is okay, because Hadean bea thte shit out of him too.

SA: and it was good.

AH: JINX

ID: two, wow what the fuck prisma I beat the shit out of him too!

AH: HAHAHAHA WOW

MD: Oh.... MD: Is Pheres okay?

AH: EVEN I DEFENDED HADEAN'S HONOR BETTER THAN YOU

AH: lmao he's fine

ID: it was very good.

SA: I just said that Hadean beat the shit out of him!

AH: prickly as ever

AH: so he's fine

AH: I know, I know, chill

MD: I'm glad. Pheres is our friend.

ID: damn right i did.

AH: It was just funny because I got there before you

VV: ♚ ~ Sounds like an eventful time has been had. Oho

SA: that was my single exclaimation point for the entire day now I have to wait to grow another.

ID: i shanked the fuck out of him. accidentally.

AH: oh _shit_

SA: you are ruining my fuck farm, Gliese.

AH: you used up your only one

AH: well damn, I guess I have to pay reparations now

ID: wait who taught prisma to swear.

AH: woe is me

ID: who is taking my darling boy's precious firsts from me.

VV: ♚ ~ Yes I'm wondering that too ID.

AH: probably the highbloods he grew up with we all have foul mouths

SA: ...

SA: What.

SA: Oh I've always known how to swear it is just usually polite to avoid it

AD: oO this chat is moving fast tonight~! Oo

SA: Why do you have unique swears to teach me, Hadean/

AD: oO that's new! Oo

SA: I am all ears, professor,

SA: Language 105.

AD: oO who's arguing tonight OuO Oo

ID: later pris.

VV: ♚ ~ You actually want to LEARN such a thing Prisma?

SA: No, I am being silly.

VV: ♚ ~ Ah, pity. There's some interestingly written on walls otherwise I could've shown you.

ID: uh. third. gliese i saw you being a shady twit and hauling my carcass off does not absolve you of that!

ID: so fite me you nubby bunny. =:P

SA: Perhaps next time, Perdia.

ID: ...also fourth what are you doing with the crown wench.

ID: pris is she taking advantage of you.

SA: who?

SA: Oh.

SA: little princess?

ID: yeah her.

SA: how so...

SA: She has been very polite and accomodating.

ID: has she asked you for anything?

SA: she even called me honeycomb prince because I didn't like mustard.

SA: ...I don't believe so?

VV: ♚ ~ Oh I hadn't realized you'd meant me I'm not a wench. Perdia. I prefer Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ And I like it I think that's enough reasoning.

ID: hm. perdia i got my eye on you. don't mess with pris.

VV: ♚ ~ mess? How mess?

VV: ♚ ~ Me? Never.

ID: you know what i mean. so don't do it.

VV: ♚ ~ I adore him and his charms. I could never.

VV: ♚ ~ Would having your own crown make you happier?

ID: i don't need a crown to be a king.

VV: ♚ ~ I like that attitude.

SA: An entire royal court.

AD: oO crowns are so fun though! Oo

VV: ♚ ~ A good thought, unfortunatley I like the decorum of having one.

AH: lol come fight me at the banjo player's spot, Hadean, I'm listening to SICK TUNES.

AD: oO especially when they sparkle~ Oo

AH: oh hey Canela

AD: oO GLIESE!!! <333333 Oo

AH: what's up

ID: crowns are gaudy and only weaklings who need the power that an object can bring wear them.

SA: what about a tiara, Hadean.

AD: oO i just got done watching the joust thing! Oo AD: oO the one where people poke each other with pointy sticks! Oo AD: oO it was so fun! Oo

SA: much more secure and minimal.

VV: ♚ ~ Only Gaudy if you pick the wrong one!

ID: tiaras are just flimsier crowns.

SA: I'm buying one at the faire.

AD: oO tiaras are marks of pride Oo

SA: I will be pretty.

SA: since laedy refuses to acknowledge me as handsome.

VV: ♚ ~ Prisma get one yes! Let's match.

SA: I will pick the next best thing.

ID: ...pris you called lal ugly first i'm pretty sure.

AD: oO and even better, you can wear a tiara like a headband Oo

SA: Oh you're entirely right.

AD: oO which makes them infinitely better than crowns Oo

AH: you mean gouging chunks out of each other with lances, Canela?

AH: lmao

SA: Maybe I will get him a tiara too.

AD: oO yep! that one! Oo

AH: did anyone fall off their hoofbeast?

SA: do you think that will make him happy?

AD: oO i wanna try jousting someone! Oo

AD: oO sure did ~uO lots of people did! Oo

SA: I want it to have rubies on it.

ID: i think you buying him anything and telling him he's not ugly will make him happy.

AD: oO some guy got stabbed right through the shield too Oo

SA: Oh.

AH: Canela do you even know how to ride a hoofbeast

SA; that's much simpler.

AH: that's kind of important

ID: though i am firm in my belief that tiaras suck.

AD: oO i can learn! Oo

AH: okay fair

AD: oO you don't hatch knowing how! Oo

AH: do you have _time_ to learn though

AD: oO well.... Oo

VV: ♚ ~ So between tiaras and crowns which is better hm?

AD: oO probably not i guess...... Oo

AD: oO oh well Oo AD: oO maybe some other time Oo

AH: fuck 'em both, wear a flower crown

ID: neither. flower crowns are fine if you want to be palebait gliese.

AD: oO i saw some nice flower crowns at a stall back there Oo

VV: ♚ ~ It is getting warmer isn't it? A flower crown does sound rather fitting.

AH: fuck you flower crowns can be fucking intense

ID: intensely palebait-y.

AH: THORNS AND POISONOUS FLOWERS

VV: ♚ ~ Give me an example Gliese I want an intense one.

AD: oO gliese we should get flower crowns! Oo

AH: oh my god are you ever going to shut up about that

AD: oO and match! Oo

ID: yeah gliese. get a matching flower crown.

SA: Hadean is mad because I did not make him a flowercrown with the buoquet I got him.

SA: ...

AH: okay well if you have a crown with thorny roses, belladona, nightshade, and stinging nettles, _obviously_ that is a badass crown

AD: oO and she will look very intense in it Oo

AH: it could fucking kill someone

SA: ... What did I do with the buoquet did I leave it on the patio?!

AH: LMAO YEAH

AH: YOU CRACKED IT PRISMA

ID: like the person wearing it.

AD: oO maybe someone made a flower crown out of it Oo

AH: he wishes he was as stylish as me - lmao yeah

SA: no it was for Hadean!

SA: and i just left it there on Pheres's doorstep...

VV: ♚ ~ I shall get myself a belladonna flower crown for the season then it's settled. VV: ♚ ~ And oh my Prisma....

ID: i'm sure pheres won't fuck with it pris.

AH: yeah he probably just took it inside or whatever

AH: it's you, he doesn't have anything against you I think

SA: please don't poison yourself Perdia...

ID: yeah. he saw that you brought it. it'll be fine.

SA: I feel very silly... I never forget things.

SA: I'll come and get it tomorrow.

SA: where are you staying, Hadean?

ID: uhh a hotel. i don't remember the name.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh I won't. Others may have to worry but I'll be fine enough. But really that's all that matters I think! I'm fine.

VV: ♚ ~ A name of your place of staying is rather important.

AD: oO who's still at the faire? Oo

AD: oO i don't really want to leave until i have to myself Oo AD: oO it's so fun! Oo

ID: it's beneath me to remember.

ID: uh i'm at the fair.

SA: professor Hadean has much better things to do than remember his own address.

VV: ♚ ~ Is that so?

AD: oO what are you doing there? is it fun? Oo

SA: I will be at the faire for one more day, but that's it.

ID: i foguth a jadeblood and it ended in a tie i think.

SA: I am unsure who you are, AD.

VV: ♚ ~ I left but do hope the rest of you have a decent time.

ID: which was kinda fun if you like ties.

VV: ♚ ~ Do you like ties?

ID: fuck no am i a fucking wriggler ties are for two losers.

ID: but it is what it fucking is.

SA: If it helps any you still have honor 😦

AH: I'm still here lol

ID: honor and a whole lot of fucking pain. =:I it's no longer the floating too-much pain, it's the fucking everything hurts and i'm angry pain.

AD: oO oh i'm canela Oo AD: oO hi sa~ Oo

SA: do you need medicine?

SA: hello, Canela. I am prisma.

VV: ♚ ~ Let the anger fuel and heal you? I believe I've heard someone say that at sometime or another. Ah well you seem the strong type.

AD: oO hehe good to meet you~ Oo

ID: pris, drugs do nothing for me, remember?

SA: Oh. Yes.

AD: oO was that the fight where gliese's friend got hurt D: Oo

SA: I have some of my drugs if you would like to try those.

VV: ♚ ~ Are you TOO strong?

AD: oO both of her friends, actually! Oo

ID: if by too strong you mean too fucked up, yes.

ID: and yeah that was me.

ID: i was the rustblood if you didn't figure it out.

VV: ♚ ~ I didn't mean that but that answered that I suppose!

AD: oO ouch Oo AD: oO you stabbed the other guy too! i saw it! Oo

AD: oO that was kind of a scary fight Oo

ID: yeah. and i bashed him in the face with a brick. =>:D

VV: ♚ ~ A dirty fighter with resourcefulness.

VV: ♚ ~ That's interesting.

SA: 🏆

AH: I was gonna answer but I found Emerel's signmate and Hadean got there before me

SA: I still take offense to your tent threats.

AD: oO is emerel doing well now Oo

SA: emerel is fine. as disappointing as that is.

AH: He's recovering I'm told - hey

AH: Em is my friend

ID: oh yeah, emerel is doing fucking cheery.

AH: Badmouth him somewhere else

ID: nu-uh gliese, he pulled some shit tonight, he gets some nastiness.

AH: ugh whatever

AH: you're both dorks, I'm talking to Canela instead

AH: Canela, what else have you been doing

VV: ♚ ~ Hmmm. Sweet Honeycomb, Gliese,....Canela I believe and....well I think that's all. It's been grand but I've business to attend to. Have a delightful night all ❤

SA: sleep well, little princess.

ID: woowwwww fuck you too.

AH: lol was that to me or Perdia

VV: ♚ ~ ❤ hehe

AH: because honestly could be both

ID: ms. artificial sweetener.

AH: LMAO

ID: but also maybe both.

AH: oh shit, the suspense will keep me awake at day

AH: how will I live.

ID: y'know. fake sweet that'll probably give you tumours.

AH: LOL

ID: that's vv.

AH: I mean, I've met worse

AH: but lmao not gonna fight you there

SA: the likes of splenda and aspertame.

ID: damn right you ain't.

AH: LOL

ID: yeah. your buddy there is like splenda pris.

SA: What makes you think so?

ID: because we're both maroons.

ID: she's using one of the maroon tricks.

AD: oO hey don't make fun of gliese's friends Oo AD: oO SO not cool!!! Oo

ID: gliese was splenda your friend.

ID: because if so, i'm gonna be hella disappointed.

AD: oO mostly i've just been walking around the cute little shops everywhere! Oo AD: oO i even got some new clothes out of it hehe~ Oo

AH: lmao, let me put it this way

AH: I'd take her over the fish

AH: and she wasn't that bad I guess

ID: ...the fish is. ad?

AH: but she's not like

AD: oO oh Oo

AD: oO okay Oo

AH: okay wait no

AH: not you Canela

AH: there was this fuchsia dickhead in here earlier

AD: oO i thought i did something wrong there! Oo

ID: oh. okay. so this fish is okay?

AH: and they were being a total prick - nah sorry

AH: Canela's cool

AH: like, the only cool violet I know

AD: oO <3333 Oo

ID: /oh/.

ID: well. good on you for aiming high there gliese.

SA: oh, you mean the one that kept saying I was concerning and strange?

AH: yeah that asshole

AD: oO you seem quite lovely to me! Oo

PR: Hey everyone

SA: do maroons usually try to trick people into giving them things?

ID: well don't worry pris, you're strange but we're all pretty fucking strange here.

SA: oh, thank you both.

SA: it warms my heart.

ID: maroons that are flatscans will try and latch on to a sparker for protection, yeah.

ID: oldest trick in the book, get someone to fight your battles for you.

SA: does she know my psionics though or just that I have them. I do not remember.

SA: has someone done it to you, Hadean?

SA: hello, PR

ID: i mean, they've tried before. but when you know what to look out for, it's pretty easy to avoid.

PR: If someone's 𝞃rying 𝞃o use you for psi, jus𝞃 give em a li𝞃𝞃le zap PR: Or wha𝞃ever you can do

ID: i'm backreading and you're going to travel with her pris?

AH: lmao, seriously?

AH: that's fucking sad, I know a flatscan rust but she never did that

ID: pris doesn't do much zapping. uh. pr.

AH: because even though she's a total ass she's not a weakling like that

SA: I may, I don't know. I would like to travel, but not alone.

SA: I do much more throwing. But it makes me tired and hurt

ID: hey, some rusts can only get by off of mooching off those with power. that or they get taken advantage of.

SA: what did you do when you found out?

PR: 𝞃ha𝞃's why I added "or wha𝞃ever"

ID: uhhh let's not talk about the past too much pris.

SA: oh. Alright

AD: oO ahhhh this dress is adorabubble~ Oo AD: oO i think i love the faire clothes! Oo

ID: but yeah. some maroons act meek and mild. roll over and hope they're not worth bothering to cull. and some just try to round up some poor suckers to take punches in their place.

ID: the bottom is a sucky cut-throat place sometimes.

SA: 😦 I wish I could protect more people

ID: ...pris that was not the lesson to take away from this.

SA: was the actual lesson to be wary and concerned about the people I meet who are overtly nice to me for seemingly no reason?

ID: /yes/.

PR: Oh 𝞃ha𝞃's a good lesson 𝞃o learn!

SA: what if I do both. Could I protect you and Sipara and Perdia?

SA: and be worried about taken advantage of by everyone else

SA: it is a formidable lesson

ID: me and sip take care of ourselves.

ID: perdia is one of the ones who you need to be wary of!

SA: but I want to believe she is genuine.

SA: I almost used a fruit emoji

SA: I am not used to knowing people who readily turn down my helping.

ID: i mean of course you do, you're like a freshly pupated wriggler in your hopes of everyone being wonderful and having your best interests at heart, but...

ID: buddy. most people suck.

PR: Aww

ID: and most of them will stab you in the back if it means they get something out of it.

SA: I can take them

PR: 𝞃ruuuueeeeeee

SA: but I will be more careful

SA: 😄

AH: I _guess_ but mooching off another lowblood seems dickish.

AH: mooching off highbloods, fine, we can handle it

AH: but trying to mooch off another rust just because they have powers seems assy unless you're also contributing somehow

ID: =:/ some of them make you want to stab yourself in the back just to make them smile too pris. and you're a good target for that.

SA: ...

SA: but you wouldn't do that, right

SA: 😖

ID: what. /no/.

AH: Hadean is not that particular kind of dick

ID: if i was gonna stab you i would've done it while you were napping.

AH: also sup Dahlia LMAO

SA: I would have woken up please do not that take as an invitation strangers in the chat.

AH: see?? he's good. in that department

PR: No𝞃 much, was dying of boredom!!!

SA: and irnwoild ahve veeb vad

ID: sorry to break your pumper btw gliese, but scamming highbloods isn't always an option.

AH: lol, you have nothing to fear from me, I don't care. hell I'd probably shiv someone who _did_ disturb you, Hadean would skewer me if I let you die

ID: like look at fucking. port port.

ID: damn right i would gliese, you both have to get along.

AH: and then I'd have to put up with his bitching

AH: which is horrible

AH: see???

SA: hello gliese.

AH: sup

SA: port port?

AH: Port Mina

AH: my ass end of nowhere desert town

ID: where gliese is like. one of three highbloods.

SA: I am glad you wouldn't take advantage of me, Hadean. 😃 I am also glad gliese would not attempt to kill me in my sleep

AH: yyyyup

ID: tons of lowbloods screwing over lowbloods there.

AH: four if you count the banker

AH: but who cares about the banker

SA: Eugh

AH: though even Lapyen's questionable, she's my friend and all but she works here way less now

ID: i'm here to make sure no one takes advantage of you pris. it's a tough job, but someone has to do it.

SA: perhaps one day if we all believe very hard I will be able to detect it myself

SA: actually that is a lie

SA: my clairvoyance allows me to detect immediate intention.

SA: but it does not work unless the person is actively trying to lie to me

SA: thank you, Hadean.

ID: i mean, anytime. and if the fake sugar bitch hurts you, i'll light her hive on fire.

AH: huh

SA: port Mina sounds like it may require help of some kind, Gliese.

AH: that's a weird kind of psi

AH: does sound handy in some cases though

AH: lmao Port Mina needs more help than anyone can give

PR: Wai𝞃, how far is por𝞃 por𝞃 from wai𝞃 shi𝞃

SA: please do not light her on fire. I think a slap on the wrist will be fine.

AH: don't waste your time worrying

AH: LIGHT HER HIVE ON FIRE

PR: I can'𝞃 remember 𝞃he righ𝞃 name

AH: LIVE YOUR DREAMS

ID: i'm lighting her hive on fire, not her.

ID: not my fault if she stays in the hive.

AH: _lmao_

SA: that isn't my only psionic, Gliese. I would have been a catastrophic failure if it were.

AH: ...why

AH: oh wait

SA: we'll ensure she's out of it please

AH: you don't wanna talk about it

SA: I am tired of talking about it. Yes.

AH: sure whatever

SA: but if I must I will

AH: nah I don't care

ID: man look at you go pris, not talking about- well.

AH: not like I enjoy _my_ psi

AH: do whatever lmao

SA: even better then.

ID: i will sit on my throne of best psi ever and throw beetles to you poor peasants. it's fine.

PR: La𝞃e, bu𝞃 I remembered how 𝞃o spell i𝞃

AH: Dahlia has best psi here

AH: plants forever

PR: How far is por𝞃 por𝞃 from Derevnya?

SA: when you are better. We should have a psionics fight.

SA: I bet I will win 💗

ID: uh pris i saw you need a nap after throwing some knives.

AH: LMAO

AH: I BET ON HADEAN

SA: but if Sipara gets worms maybe I will be better

AH: NO FUCKING QUESTION

ID: ...man pris don't talk about the worms.

AH: why, the worms are just worms

SA: oh. Okay

AH: what are you a weenie

ID: hush up gliese. it's just not info he needs to be talking about.

PR: Well aaaanyways, you guys know any good places for cake?

PR: Or like, swee𝞃breads

SA: I think someone in this chat is a baker

ID: there's a place in the greenblood circle that had good sweetrolls.

PR: Omg

AH: hope it's not the greenblood I just ran into because he looks sad as _fuck_

AH: and also just like Emerel

SA: clones?

PR: Well I live in 𝞃he middle of nowhere so i𝞃'd 𝞃ake a minu𝞃e 𝞃o go anywhere

ID: oh. yeah.

PR: Bu𝞃 a girl needs a swee𝞃bread, you feel me?

SA: I don't know what the prevalence of surviving identical twins is on alternia. I imagine it is low

AH: no lmao Prisma don't you know what signmates are?

SA: sweets are amazing ❤️

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AH: OH MY FUCK

SA: no, my sign only exists for me.

AH: ...HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET AHOLD OF THAT

ID: magic.

AH: HOW DID YOU EVEN PUT IT ON

AH: _BULLSHIT_

SA: 😂

AH: COUGH UP

ID: carefully.

ID: sips got it for me.

PR: LOL

SA: he believed very hard

AH: lmao of course she did

ID: pheres owed me a shirt.

AH: fuckin Sipara

AH: PFFFT

ID: but he had to fucking emerel wrangle.

AH: I guess that's true

ID: so sips grabbed what would fit.

AH: LMAO yeah none of Pheres's shit would fit you he's no taller than I am

ID: and it's too much fucking effort to take it off so i'm wearing it until it rots off me or my wounds heal. whichever comes first.

AH: LOL

PR: Bru𝞃al!

ID: i mean we cut it up to get it on me so i doubt he'll want it back.

SA: why did you say that, now I have to get you clean shirts or at least something you can slip on

ID: i left my old shirt as payment.

AH: _lmao_ I'm sure he has more

AH: HA

AH: I bet he'll love it

SA: I'm sure 🙄

ID: i mean i think it got plenty of his blood and mine on it.

SA: he was loving it on the patio.

SA: I am swiftly becoming. Unpersonable. I will rest

ID: yeah well i hope you ate your sushi first.

SA: Hadean, I will bring you your flowers and shirts tomorrow.

SA: oh, yes.

SA: it was Jurassic park roll.

ID: alright- i have no idea what that means but okay.

SA: and salmon sashimi

ID: i will see you tomorrow, explain it then.

SA: I'll bring some

PR: Damn, you're ge𝞃𝞃ing spoiled!

ID: sure, i'll try anything once.

SA: goodnight, friend. Goodnight, Gliese

SA: goodnight PR

PR: Nigh𝞃!

ID: night pris.

ID: so pr, got a name.

PR: Dahlia

AH: Dahlia's cool

PR: 0;

AH: her psiionics are rad

ID: gliese your definition of cool is sometimes questionable.

ID: just saying.

ID: but nice to chat at you dahlia.

PR: Cool mee𝞃ing you 𝞃oo PR: Wha𝞃's your name, ID

ID: hadean.

PR: I'll remember i𝞃

PR: Bu𝞃 also my psi IS rad

ID: something to do with plants i think i saw earlier?

AH: my definition of cool is perfect fuck you

PR: Yep! PR: S𝞃andard florikinesis and more

AH: I know EXACTLY what is cool at all times

ID: uh-huuuuh gliese.

ID: huh. neat.

ID: i never remember the fancy word for my psi.

PR: Wha𝞃 can you do?

AH: Supreme Dork Powers

AH: that's its name

ID: Ergo...kinesis...?

PR: No clue lmao

ID: fuck off gliese, i'm the coolest.

ID: i make constructs out of energy.

AH: LOL yeah whatever helps you sleep at day

PR: Oh 𝞃ha𝞃's freakin swee𝞃

AH: look, it's better than my psi, but a rusty nail to the foot is better than MY psi

AH: yeah but he collapses like a wriggler afterwards

ID: let me get out the tiny violin.

AH: fuck you, I will steal your tiny violin and sell it

ID: fuck off.

AH: truth is pain

ID: let's see what you do when you overextend your psi.

AH: LMAO I KIND OF CAN'T

AH: THIS SHIT'S TOO JACKED

AH: I'D HAVE TO TRY AND CONTROL AN ENTIRE ARMY OR SOME SHIT

ID: get to it. hop hop.

AH: oh my god

AH: was that a hopbeast joke

ID: probably turn in to a vegetable if you did though.

AH: Hadean that's uncreative as fuck

ID: i mean it wasn't.

AH: good

ID: but now it is.

AH: I hate you

PR: Burnou𝞃 could happen

ID: =:P

AH: are you _actually_ sticking your tongue out

AH: I wanna see that happen

AH: just to see how dumb you'd look

AH: if you looked dumber than usual I'd fucking clap

AH: what an achievement

ID: ....girl you wear the ugliest poncho known to trollkind.

ID: you cannot judge dumbness.

AH: I'm actually gonna ditch that I think.

AH: not because it's ugly, fuck you

ID: praise be to whatever wretched god is listening.

AH: but because it has my old quad colors on it

AH: Kiiind of outdated - oh my god eat a bulge

ID: \o/

ID: that's me praising right there.

AH: OH MY GOD, I WILL _CHOKE_ YOU WITH IT HADEAN

AH: YOU WILL DIE SEEING THE PONCHO

ID: i'd fight with the strength of a thousand seadwellers to escape that fate.

AH: except you don't _have_ that dumbass

AH: you have the strength of one half-starved lunatic

ID: your poncho will inspire it in me.

AH: oh my god

ID: dahlia, back me up. it's an ugly poncho right?

AH: I will shove it down your throat - dahlia's never even seen me

ID: well trust me dahlia, gliese is a dork with an ugly poncho.

AH: trust me Dahlia Hadean is an idiot with dumb tattoos

ID: my tats are the coolest, your poncho looks like twelve generations of fleas live in it.

AH: your tats look like SHITTY CLOWN PAINT you fucking loser

AH: my poncho has never been anything but fucking pristine

AH: except for sand but I can't avoid that in the fucking desert now can I

ID: pristine garbage.

AH: is that your internet forum name

ID: left to rot in the desert for a perigee.

AH: you goddamn thin skinned pansy

ID: then pressed in to the form of a poncho.

AH: oh my GOD it's just A FUCKING PONCHO

ID: says the pansy defending her shitty poncho.

AH: ONLY BECAUSE YOU HAVE THIS WEIRD FUCKING FIXATION ON IT YOU GODDAMN SHITPAN

ID: worse fashion sense than pheres i'd almost say.

AH: Oh NO

AH: you did NOT just say that

AH: this means WAR

ID: 0=:)

ID: when i win the war can i burn the poncho.

AH: when you lose the war I will shove the poncho up your ass

ID: man you're just obsessed with shoving.

AH: you infected me because you shove so much shit into the world

ID: first down my throat, then up my ass.

AH: from both ends

ID: don't blame your depravity on me gliese.

ID: it's alllll you.

AH: I will blame _all_ depravity on you Hadean

AH: you are the source of it

ID: ms. 'hadean hasn't gotten laid'.

AH: oh my god it was a joke

ID: nope. i'm now pure as the fucking freshly fallen snow.

ID: you're a depraved monster.

SA: kink 101

AH: LMAO

AH: _DRAGGED_

ID: kink 101 was not putting things in a chute that didn't belong.

ID: like a poncho.

AH: _wow_ rhfvolkmjnfhgvuio

AH: god I hate everything right now

SA: 👌

AH: mostly you

AH: but also everything

ID: mostly yourself you mean.

ID: i'm innocent.

AH: fuck you, I'm not a goddamn angsty shithead

AH: that's for losers and wrigglers

AH: LMAO you're as innocent as a full grown subjug

ID: /wow/.

ID: stop bringing clowns in to this.

ID: i'm sorry i'm not indigo enough for you. =:(

ID: further depravity, gliese has a clown kink.

AH: oh my GOD NO

AH: NO NO NO NO NO

SA: 😩😴 what kink class is that

AH: god no I hate purples.

ID: uh-huh.

AH: they all fucking suck.

SA: at least a 300 course

AH: I don't even KNOW any purples.

ID: I saw the clown horn gliese.

AH: _Prisma_

AH: Prisma why

SA: I work for a number of them sometimes...

AH: lmao you have my sympathy

SA: because I just now put on my jammies and laid back down.

SA: and thus I am barely awake still to antagonize you

SA: they pay eell

ID: gliese is the head professor of clown kink university.

SA: my handler was an indigo. As well

Sa: but I dislike clowns

AH: I have never read a worse sentence in my life

AH: and I don't think I ever will

AH: wow

SA: clown kink university

SA: alma Mater

ID: she got her phD in juggalonomics.

AH: too busy dying to squash this garbage like it deserves.

AH: why

ID: secretly has a 'down with the clowns' tramp stamp.

SA: a minor in face paint interpretation. She secretly knows exactly what your tattoos mean and it's her favorite

SA: does it have a squeaky horn under the text

ID: of course. pointing down.

SA: 😳

SA: 😴

ID: ...did we break her.

SA: gliese come back

SA: we love you

ID: speak for yourself there pris.

SA: do you islike plaronic loce--

AH: I need to drink to forget

ID: drinking is how you got the tramp stamp to begin with gliese.

SA: whiskeyyy

AH: _god I hate you so much_

AH: you know what Prisma.

AH: that's a great fucking idea.

AH: IT'S WHISKEY HOUR.

AH: GOODBYE.

SA: tequila is what you drink to make mistakes

ID: man she's gonna wake up covered in face paint and smelling of faygo again.

SA: sticky with a cheap red wig

SA: 🎉🎉🎉

ID: ....y'know what, that's the perfect ending to this chat to make everyone curious enough to scroll up and read. gj pris.

SA: ❤️

SA: I can't keep my eyes open

SA: feel better Hadean

SA: 😴

ID: getting there. thanks pris.

ID: go sleep.

OA: :o)

OA: I'D LIKE TO CONFIRM THAT TRAMP STAMP IS absolutely ARt.

OA: cOMIC SANS AND EVERYTHING, JUST LIKE THE MESSIAH'S INTENDEd.

#c:gliese #c:riccin #c:hadean #c:steamy #c:perdia #c:cyrrus #c:saevus

[becomingonewithourritual]

Saviour: Chapter 12: “Your Gazelle Legs Can’t Save You This Time”

 “Well it’s about damn time. Where the hell have you guys been? We’ve been waiting for over an hour,” CC says as Andy and I enter the room.

  “Don’t start CC. I’m sorry okay? I accidentally fell asleep on my couch and we haven’t had any meetings together or anything like that in almost a year so pardon me for forgetting,” I say as I hook my keys onto one of my belt loops.

  “Well we would’ve been here sooner if it hadn’t been for Kina,” Andy says as I give him a death glare.

  “What does she have to do you guys being late? As a matter of fact why in the hell is she even being mentioned after all this time?” Jake asks giving me a quizzical look.

  “You wanna answer that one Ash? Or can I have the honor?” Andy says smirking.

  “Shut up Andy. Look my personal life is just that. PERSONAL,” I say making Andy roll his eyes.

  “Wait. You don’t mean she’s hanging around again? Please tell me she isn’t back Ash?” Jake says.

 “She may have, kind of, dropped by a little while ago but it’s no big deal okay? You don’t have to worry about her,” I say trying to ignore all the incredulous looks on everyone’s faces except for CC’s.

  “You’re not serious? Ashley come on. You actually let her into your house after the shit she pulled? What is wrong with you?” Jinxx says as he shakes his head.

  “Yeah not only let her into his house but also let her give him her new number AND promised he would call her,” Andy says as he sits down next to Jake.

  “Ash man what are you thinking seriously? I mean I’m not trying to tell you what to do but you really do need to be careful okay?” Jake says with arched eyebrows.

  “Will everyone please just chill the fuck out? I am a grown ass man who can take care of himself. I don’t need you guys telling me what to do or criticizing me for the way I do it,” I say irritated.

  “Ash don’t get defensive. We’re just trying to make sense out of this and understand why she is all of a sudden showing her face again,” Jinxx says.

  “Well it’s really none of your business seriously so can we please just get on with things and quit talking about this?” I say as I sit down on a recliner in the corner of the room.

  “Okay Ash but please just be careful,” Jake says as he picks his guitar up.

  “I will. I know what I’m doing okay?” I say as I recline back propping my feet up.

  “I hope so,” Jinxx says as he opens a bottle of water and takes a swig.

  “Wait a second who’s Kira?” CC asks out of the blue making us bust out laughing causing Jinxx to spit water everywhere.

  “Her name is Kina and she Ash’s ex who royally screwed him over,” Andy says as we all come down from our laughter.

  “Oh okay. I don’t understand what you guys find so funny but please enlighten me,” CC says looking at us all like we’re crazy.

  “Because CC everything was really serious and heated and you just out of nowhere ask a weird question. I keep forgetting that you weren’t around when Kina and Ash were together so for you to ask that question and the way you asked it was just funny,” Jake says.

  “Okay I still don’t see how that is funny but alrighty then. Anyway we need to get down to business now,” CC says shaking his head.

  “Well trust us, it was,” Jinxx says.

  “So has anybody written anything new recently? Jake have you written any new songs? Or Andy, Ash you guys written any new lyrics or bass riffs lately?” CC asks looking from Jake, to me and Andy.

  “Um yeah I’ve written a couple of things but nothing big or anything like that. Most of what I have written is still in development right now,” Jake says as he begins to tune his guitar.

  “And I’ve written a couple of songs that I like a lot that maybe we could use. I’ll let you guys read them but I really think, as much as you may not like hearing this, that we should give ourselves a little more time. I know you guys are anxious about getting back out there and performing because I am too but I also feel that since how we’re all serious about this again that we need to just focus on writing stuff right now. I want at least ten to twelve songs on the new album and I want it to be the best album ever written to date. Our fans deserve this more than anyone as long as they have had to wait,” Andy says as he begins pacing the floor.

  “Well I think we can all agree with you on that and I mean, Andy you’re the main writer of the lyrics. Without your creative genius mind we wouldn’t be where we are now so if you feel like you need some time to write some awesome songs then that’s what we’ll give you,” Jinxx says as he, along with the rest of us, focus our attention on Andy’s pacing.

  “Okay well Ash and I will get together then I will show him what I’ve written so far and we’ll start working on writing new material as long as that’s okay with you?” Andy says looking over at me.

  “Yeah that sounds good,” I say smiling.

  “Okay well since how we’ve gotten that all figured out I say we go for a swim and have a cookout. I’m frekking starving,” CC says standing up.

  “Yeah that sounds great actually. I’m pretty hungry too. How about we get pizza?” Jake says as he sits his guitar down.

  “No I seriously meant we should have a cookout. It’s nice outside and if you don’t cut back on your pizza intake Jake you’re going to turn into one I swear,” CC says making us all laugh in agreement.

  “Well pizza is the best thing ever invented next to music. I would love to meet the first person who thought up the idea of pizza and I swear I would fuck them every day in gratitude.”

  “Yeah but what do they get out of it?” I ask giving Jake a cocky smile.

  “Shut up asshole,” Jake says ruffling my hair.

  “Um Jake what if the inventor of pizza was a dude?” Andy asks making weird looks cross all of our faces.

  “Well then I guess I would be the one getting fucked then huh?”

  “That’s just disgusting Jake seriously,” I say as a shudder moves down my body.

  “Well it’s true. I think that is the only guy I would ever go gay for is the inventor of pizza. Seriously that’s how deep my love for it goes,” Jake says as we all make our way outside.

  “Um trust me Jake the first time you would ever have another guy’s cock shoved inside of you, you might be changing that tune,” Andy says as Jake takes the lid off of the grill.

  “Had some experience in that department have we?” he says as he lifts a bag of charcoal and pours some into the bottom of the grill.

  “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Andy says and I secretly smile to myself knowing that Andy has had plenty of experience in that department.

  “No I don’t think I do actually,” Jake says as he stacks the charcoal into a pyramid and then squirts lighter fluid onto it. “Anyway what does everybody want? I’ve got the norm when it come to grill food.”

  “And what exactly is the norm?” I ask as I stretch out on one of Jake’s beach chairs and close my eyes.

  “Like hot dogs, hamburgers, chicken. You know, the norm,” he says as he grabs Andy’s lighter out of his hand.

  “Well all three of those sound good to me so just make them all,” I say before I feel arms wrap around my waist and I’m hoisted onto six foot high shoulders. “Andy put me down. What the hell are you doing?”

  “Oh I just figured you would wanna be the first to test out the water,” he says before I feel myself being thrown through the air and into the pool.

  “You are so fucking dead,” I say as soon as I resurface. “This is one of my favorite belts and now it is ruined so yeah you’re dead,” I say as I climb out of the pool and chase Andy around it a couple of times, Chasing him around the pool and trying to catch him is extremely difficult. Why? Because his legs are longer than a giraffe’s.

  “No Ash wait. I’m sorry. I swear I’m sorry,” he says as I start to catch up with him.

  “It’s too late for that. You will be in this water one way or another so you might as well just give up now. I may be soaking wet but I will catch you sooner or later. You damn gazelle legs won’t save you this time,” I say pausing and staring at him from across the pool.

  “Please Ash? At least let me go change,” he says with big eyes.

  “Did you give me the option of changing before you threw my ass into the pool? I don’t think so. Guys will one of you help me out and hold him steady until I can get over there?” I say looking at Jake then Jinxx then CC.

  “No way you aren’t dragging my ass into the middle of this,” CC says as he opens a beer.

  “Or mine. Sorry Ash,” Jinxx says as he sits down on the chair that I had previously occupied.

  “Sorry but I’m trying to make the food here so I’m not available to help,” Jake says as he puts burgers on the grill.

  “You guys are worthless you know that?” I say as I walk around the pool to stand next to Jake.

  “Ash please? Can we call a truce?” Andy says as he stands close to me but still far enough away that he can run out of reach if need be.

  “Okay Andy we can call a truce,” I say making him believe that he is off the hook as he comes over and stands next to me. He extends his hand for me to shake. Grabbing it I pull his arm over my neck and pull him onto my shoulder running with him towards the pool.

  “Ash dammit you said truce asshole,” he says as I throw him into the pool.

  Once he resurfaces I say, “Yeah but there are no truces when it comes to throwing me, fully clothed, into a swimming pool so remember that next time,” I say smiling.

  “Well I’m going to go inside and get my swimming trunks even though I am already soaked to the bone. Jake you still have the pair I left the last time I swam here don’t you?” he says as he pulls himself out of the pool.

  “Yeah they’re in the upstairs guest bedroom’s dresser. Yours are still in there too Ash,” Jake says as he flips the burgers.

  “Okay thanks,” I say as I follow Andy into the house.

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