AC: what?
AC: no?
AC: that's.
AC: hm.
AC: well, i guess that's just another reason why sharks are the rustbloods of the sea.
AC: they're just kind of awful.
AC: but not in a casteist way, you know?
AC: like, obviously, i am not out here, saying that all rustbloods are awful.
FF: You're sounding kinda casteist.
AC: i am sure there are plenty of perfectly good and adequate rustbloods out there.
AC: yeah, no shit, that's why i am clarifying that i am not?
AC: people could totally interpret it that way, but they would be wrong.
FF: Have you even spoken to a rust?
AC: i have even met and spoken with several rustbloods.
FF: To, not at.
AC: yeah, see, fuck you, i was getting there.
AC: yes.
AC: there is one that i have known for like. shit. what?
AC: two sweeps now?
AC: we've talked several times, dude.
FF: Uh-huh.
AC: in fact, he even ended up on a rickshaw at the same time as me.
FF: What's his name?
AC: and it went perfectly well!
AC: i think that is kind of a weird question to ask?
AC: what, are you going to dox him?
FF: I knew he didn't exist.
AC: wow!
Stick two Rickshaw trolls in a room and you'll immediately regret it. Also known as: Kua remains the worst, and does not actually remember said maroon's fucking name, even after four or five years of knowing him.