#miinyon

@miinyon sent: ❝ Bou habba shiwu coola? Ee, ehh, razzle dazzle? ❞ (Do you have anything special that will... oh, I don't know, Razzle Dazzle me?) to waxwell from james.

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"Razzle Dazzle you? Well, that's a tall order..." Waxwell repeats the tail end of that question he's been asked back to the... actually, what is this thing? It looks like a living corn kernel-cyclops thing.... or some kind of rubber toy from a company that sells cheap stuff at the dollar store.

"But, I think I know how to do exactly that! Get ready to see something that'll knock your socks off, you... uh... little corn kernel-thing!"

He's reaching into his Toon malletspace, and he takes out... two wooden spoons stuck together (clearly meant to be a makeshift devil stick). He looks like he's about to start doing something with it when something occurs to him.

Right. Fire safety. Because even if there are no sprinklers on this floor (and instead a fire extinguisher on the wall a few feet away), he should probably warn the yellow person.

"You, uh... you mind scooching back a little bit?"

My, what a peculiar creature. The young woman thought, crouched low to meet the other's level, as curious eyes would stare. There was a variety of creatures that resided in the Kingdom of Llyr. Big or small, some good and some evil. But never, ever, has the princess seen a creature like Henry. She was not afraid, she was rather in awestruck and curious. She was certain he was not a native to Llyr. Curiouser and curiouser she became. Where did he come from?

@miinyon said "why fight the flames?" from henry!

"Fight what? I'm not fighting nothing. Somethin' about fire?"

There's a laugh that trails off as Chick realizes this one isn't telling a joke. A word picked up here and there, usually; Chick didn't try all that hard to understand the yellow runts, anyway. But he hears the inflection of a question, and watches this one stare up at him in a way that makes him flounder, just a bit. He vastly prefers the constant jetstream of slapstick entertainment to this.

"Don't have a clue what you're talking about." Chick's eyes flick around. There's just a vague edge of panic. "Where're all the rest of you, anyway? Thought you guys traveled in... packs or something."