He was angry. He was angry in the same way that he felt joy, it was incandescent, it filled him, bubbling brightly, and filled with whimsy and mirth, spilling over.Â
He chucked a jar half filled with caramel sauce at the wall and watched it splatter in a beautiful pattern against the stone, and started to get up- But warm hands tugged him back down.Â
His mate slid into his lap, and he kissed him, warm and soft, and Antony stroked his fingers through Tarrat’s short hair, and kissed him back, the furious storm inside him flushing a new colour.
He experienced all of his emotions So Strongly right now, but Tar knew how to turn them. He knew him in a million little ways no one else did.Â
He would make sure Tony didn’t do anything that he would regret forever.
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Soooo he's annoying because he has an extreme version of my habits and mannerisms. Dull, check. Nosy? Check as hell. Fussy, yeah, but bluh. Gossip? I mean, I'm always curious. No ambition, either. I don't aspire to be anything other than helpful.
[[ logs/thread with @carnivalsorphans​! Ringleader and Aradia have an encounter ]]
> There are three trolls who’ve messaged the Captor since you caught up to him a couple lights ago, and each you vaguely recognize from pictures on his palmhusk. One has left a single message, one has left three, and one has left sixty-nine. They seem emotional.
> Aradia selects the icon with the red 3 tacked over it. From the timestamps, it looks like these were sent shortly after you brought the Captor here.
carnivalsorphans
hey brother, ya runnin a bit late?
> Huh, no response. Wait a good hour or so.
carnivalsorphans
kids is missin their practicin partner. you around?
> And still no response. Another half hour?
carnivalsorphans
hope ya know i'm gonna work ya real hard later ta make up for this :o)
twotoned2marta22
> Kids? Practing partner?
> She absolutely should not respond, but... the Captor has somehow been in contact with others. Others who know he’s a limeblood. So who is this?
carnivalsorphans
> Someone who uses clown speak, and fuck knows what that could mean.
twotoned2marta22
> Exactly.
> Curiosity is absolutely Aradia’s second greatest weakness. Maybe she can fool him...
2orry, ii lo2t track of the tiime. had two go huntiing
iill 2ee the kiid2 for practiice later
ju2t runniing low on 2uppliie2
carnivalsorphans
huntin?
nice, ya gonna bring me back a body or two?
twotoned2marta22
> Okay, so the Captor is providing for this clown somehow. And the kids.
> Who is this.
2ure, whatever youre iin the mood for
carnivalsorphans
;o) some with nice long horns is always nice
twotoned2marta22
> The clown is a fucking cannibal.
> The Captor is a fucking cannibal.
you got iit
where 2hould ii 2end iit two thii2 tiime?
carnivalsorphans
whacha weapon of choice this time around.
i'll grab coords in a sec
twotoned2marta22
> What was it he tried to pull on you? Gun, right, of course.
dont need anythiing el2e when youve got a decent gun, riight?
hone2tly why do you even a2k
giimme tho2e coord2 ii dont want two lug thii2 thiing everywhere
carnivalsorphans
i thought you said you was gonna change it up the last time we talked.
carnivalsorphans
sorry, kids got me fuckin swamped, gimme another minute or two
twotoned2marta22
> Fuck, he uses other things to hunt? Does he set traps? Wait, of course, with his psi he is the trap.
> Aradia nervously taps her claws on the table a moment.
you know how iit goe2
deciided ii diidnt want two go for the change
kiid2, riight. tell them ill try harder two make iit next tiime
carnivalsorphans
> cannibal clown?
> Ringleader is Officially Very Suspicious.
carnivalsorphans
how you holdin up practicin all the fire dancin shit by the by
twotoned2marta22
> Aradia actually has to stop, for a full fucking minute, because how in the goddesses' names does a limeblood in hiding have the time and space to learn fire dancing.
iit2 diiffiicult but iim iimproviing
carnivalsorphans
nice
fuckin proud of you brother
carnivalsorphans
> Ringleader gets Tarrat to do some hacking for him to see if this is really Snips, considering what Tarrat used to do for his moirail.
> Tarrat sends an image file, nothim.jpg, that shows a rustblood with curled horns, looking pretty horrifically sunburnt, and apparently doesn’t have the fucks to tie the robe she’s wearing. She's in a small white room, pink accents everywhere, things accessorized with the Peixes logo. One coon, a table and some seats, where she is accessing the palmhusk by hooking it up to a laphusk. No sign of Snips.
> After that is sent two text logs, one with her moirail directly after the kidnapping of Snips (titled 'yourewelcome.txt'), and the other a conversation between her and a troll named Terezi (titled 'jui2y.txt').
> He has now acquired Aradia, Feferi, and Terezi's trollhandles! Wonder if those'll come in handy.
> A fair amount of time passes while he talks to Tarrat, until he finally responds.
carnivalsorphans
how's your sunburn?
twotoned2marta22
> ...Fuck.
> Aradia stares down at the largely broken palmhusk attached to her laphusk.
> She doesn't type a response.
carnivalsorphans
looked pretty bad.
twotoned2marta22
> She’s not exactly self-conscious, but Aradia isn’t keen on some stranger seeing her spheres out. She slowly ties her robe shut.
> Still doesn't answer.
carnivalsorphans
oh come on now, you're so fuckin bad at fakin bein him, that's a real innocuous question and you been answerin all the other ones that was just as specific
twotoned2marta22
> You are a grownass troll, Aradia. You’re going to frown very sternly and... maybe twist this in your favor. The Captor doesn’t even use his real name on this site. There could be a lot that he’s hidden from these people.
> Appealing to the moral code of a cannibal, though.
> That might be kind of pointless.
d0 y0u even kn0w wh0 snips even is
carnivalsorphans
yeah i sure do :o)
glad ya dropped the game, ya didn't fool me for long
twotoned2marta22
> Scowl. She doesn’t like being mocked.
really n0w
snips is an unhinged murderer wh0 has evaded auth0rities f0r sweeps. he targets any caste, any age, and has n0 care f0r h0wever much suffering he causes
in fact i am pretty certain he d0es things with the intent 0f causing as much damage t0 inn0cent tr0lls as p0ssible
and his name isnt even "snips" its s0llux capt0r
carnivalsorphans
wow fuck, now i gotta join ya cause right the fuck now
twotoned2marta22
> Is this sarcasm or...
pr0ve it
carnivalsorphans
hahahahaha god you're so gods damned gullible
sollux "snips" captor wants ta be LEFT ALONE.
carnivalsorphans
and ya kidnapped him
if you really thought he was a threat to society, you'd just kill him.
but no, you want ta use him for somethin.
or, your moirail does :o)
twotoned2marta22
> He can’t... there is no way that the Captor could have known it was Feferi coming for him, or that Aradia was her moirail, and certainly he wouldn’t have passed that information on.
> There is no way this palmhusk is secure. Idiot, this device could be tracked.
> Aradia disconnects everything in a hurry, reaching into the palmhusk to remove its chargeworm.
carnivalsorphans
> Oh no, she went offline :o(
> What ever will he do :o(:o( :o(
twotoned2marta22
> Heave a sigh of relief. Nice to have that done.
> Maybe she’ll just climb back into the medicinal sopor for the light.
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valencedichotomy
---
Unusually for Tarrat, he was actually doing something today. Maybe not so unusually, he'd been doing things for more or less two weeks straight. Today he'd spent a few hours outside, trying weird time things and experimenting with powers while making copious notes on his messageboard. For now, he was coming inside and heading to the kitchen to....Something. He hadn't quite decided, but he was htinking at Least a beverage was involved. He just needed to take a break.
wickedpainter -
His matesprit, who had been following along on his message board, had been waiting for this moment- not for that long he'd had school today, and had fool around till around dark entertaining people in the sub freezing weather. Although strangely in the area just around him the temperature actually seemed tolorable instead of frost bite inducing.
He was making fried fish balls that he'd seen on tumblr and had already created a small stack of them. He turned away from the stove with ears perked as his matesprit approached, a big grin spreading on his face. "Tarrat!"
wickedpainter -
"I'm feelin real good thats all" He turned off the eye and left his cooking to go to his mate and lift him up off the floor so he could kiss him and rub noses. "An I saw a food thing on tumblr I wanted t'try"
"..An you've been busy all week"
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat flustered and squirmed a bit, but grinned after a moment and hugged him back. "I--oh. 2hit, 2orry, I uh."
"...I gue22 I didn't reali2e I'd be 2o di2tracted. I noti2ed you've been pretty c2heerful for a few day2,"
wickedpainter -
"Its good for you to be gettin up to things." He supported him in his arms and kissed his face a few times. "- I have been, yeah."
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat had a hard time not laughing softly at all the kisses, his cheeks heating.
wickedpainter -
The warm approving glow from his new friend was ignored, this laughter was for him, not for them. "I hope you like fish balls cause thats whats for dinner"
valencedichotomy -
"I'm pretty okay with that." He was still smiling, and hooked an arm around Wicked to partially support himself. He could be a hip ornament for wicked to wander around with, that was fine. "..I think tomorrow I'll go through and clo2e mo2t of the time loop2 during the anon."
wickedpainter -
"I told my moirail I was givin my time to you tonight." He shifted him around and started moving about, putting what was left of his batter in the fridge, vaguely cleaning up a bit- considering his hot oil thoughtfully. .. .. he got out a couple of potatos, and decided there was a spiral cutter in the cabinent, he was keeping notes on the board of everything he randomly decided was somewhere, for Tar, updating it with the spiral cutter, so he could make real quick ribbon fries out of the potatos to go with the fish balls.
valencedichotomy -
Conveniently, any time he added notes like that to the board, the requested items tended to appear in the kitchen earlier the same morning. There was something nice about seeing time loops come to fruition, and fnally knowing what the spiral cutter had been for. "... I think I'm the only one in the hive that doe2n't cook yet."
wickedpainter -
"Cookin's pretty nice, you get some stuff, you do the thing, and instant gratification and enjoyment of how well you did in a real tangible way. An as long as you dont mind a basic diet of fish and fruit me n Vel've got you covered so you don't gotta" He poked the potatoes around in the hot oil to make sure they fried evenly. "They did ribbon fries at the carnival, they're a lot easier to cook up, and you can make them with a power drill."
valencedichotomy -
"I don't think potatoe2 are a fruit or fi2h," Tarrat joked softly, leaning in and watching curiously. "... I can 2ee how power tool cooking would be pretty popular at carnival."
wickedpainter -
"Huh, I guess I've gone up a tier to a vegitable." He laughed.
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat reached up to boop
wickedpainter's nose gently. "Look2 like."
wickedpainter -
The boop got another laugh and he kissed his finger. "Fuckin score, levelin up." Poke poke poke the fries.
valencedichotomy -
The fingertip squiggled against his nose, and lip, and chin, then Tarrat retracted it and settled, watching the oil bubble. "It'2 good to 2ee you 2miling."
"..I mean, it'2 weird, but it'2 a good weird."
wickedpainter -
He nudged the utensil he was using for frying under the potatoes and got them flipped over to give the tops some love. "Yeah I aint ah, usually a real cheerful motherfucker I guess."
valencedichotomy -
"Me either."
wickedpainter -
"Which is a damned shame cause I love your smile."
valencedichotomy -
"Your2 too."
"... 2hould I a2k if 2omething happened, or 2kip it?"
wickedpainter -
"..I'll answer if you ask, cause I aint lyin to you" He moved the first potato to the same oil wicking plate as the fish balls and got the next one ready and dumped in.
valencedichotomy -
"Well...I'm... pretty curiou2, but it 2ound2 2ort of like you don't want to make a big deal out of it."
wickedpainter -
"I got an anon" He offered freely, after a quick glance to make sure Vel wasnt around.
valencedichotomy -
"Look2 like you're having fun with it. ...going to be alright after it'2 gone?"
wickedpainter -
"I donno yet, not cause the anon is hurtin me though." He let out a breath, poking the potatos around. "..I've got a horror terror in my head again, but they feed on laughter." "I'm tryina mostly keep Vel from findin out."
valencedichotomy -
"...Oh, 2hit."
VD: yeah that 2ound2 like a plan
Tarrat rubbed his face and mumbled into his hand, shaking his head.
VD: are you okay? how'2 the company?
wickedpainter -
Wicked poked his potatoes around industriously.
WP: yeah I'm doin real good, I'm happy
WP: no they aint forcin me to be happy
WP: They just did somethin that took away a lot of the hurting and angry
valencedichotomy -
VD: 0kay. I'm glad. maybe we can work on making 2omething long term 2top it, on2e you're back to normal
VD: i'm not 2ure what to think of all of it, but I'm not telling vel. doe2 ringleader know?
wickedpainter -
He leaned down and kissed the top of his head, flipping the fries.
WP: Yeah ring knows :o)
WP: They didnt ask to be here any more than I asked to have them and I dont think Vel's reaction would be fair to them
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat leaned in, and watched the bubbly oil. The way they spontaneously began and stopped talking was always unsettling for onlookers.
VD: I'll keep an eye out if you need help dodg2ing anything. we could make a thread on it
wickedpainter -
WP: I think I got it, and I'm worried about knowledge of this shit spreadin around, everyones got real strong opinions about it
He turned off the oil and dumped the potatos to get the oil wicked off, wandering around to get condements and plates.
WP: .. everyones real happy I'm happy an smilin till the find out why, too )o:
valencedichotomy -
VD: well
VD: i mean, it'2 worrying, depending on the 2tranger living in your pan, who we know nothing about
VD: but i'm with you, and i'm p ea2y a2 long a2 you're not hurt.
VD: how long left on the anon?
wickedpainter -
WP: uh, it was for two weeks lemme check my tumblr He compiled two plates and gave one to Tar to hold, taking the other to wander into the living room and settle onto the couch comfortably.
WP: Eleven days left
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat helpfully held his, watching mutely and then settling a bit with a satisfied snuggle as he started to dig into his plate.
VD: pff, wow. okay.
VD: well... i'm 2orry that you didn't get a c2hoi2e, but I'm glad it'2 not the wor2t thing. He peeked up.
VD: It i2 ni2e to 2ee you 2miling
wickedpainter -
He hesitantly grinned back down at him and nuzzled at him.
WP: I don't feel violated or anything
WP: I'm pretty happy and not like
WP: all empty and directionless
valencedichotomy -
VD: could 2pend 2ome of the time figuring out what'2 different between now and u2ual?
VD: i mean, that'2 what I've been doing for my two week2
wickedpainter -
He pursed his lips.
WP: Mostly I've just been .. doin a lot of fun shit, performing, goin to shows, talkin at people
WP: I made a bunch of rainbows the other night for fun
valencedichotomy -
VD: huh. i feel like i 2hould have reali2ed you could do that.
VD: maybe after thi2 cool2 down we 2hould have a weekly date night or 2omething. ju2t.. get out of the hive.
wickedpainter -
WP: the feeling of joy does interestin things to the rain :o)
WP: it makes it gentle and warmer and full of prisms
valencedichotomy -
VD: what do other feeling2 do?
wickedpainter -
He hummed a thoughtful noise.
WP: I havent tried the brighter emotional range just the darker- sorrow is a steady drenching rain, anger and rage make it storm with lightning
valencedichotomy -
VD: you ever tried 2tealing 2ome of vel'2 emo2ion 2tone2?
wickedpainter -
WP: I hadn't, but thats a thought
WP: I should fool around with my powers while I'm happy, because it doesnt do like
WP: stop things from happening, like taking the emotion out does(edited)
valencedichotomy -
VD: may a2 well u2e what we're given, I gue22
...cheek smooch. "Thank2 for dinner,"
wickedpainter -
He grinned softly at him and nuzzled at his forehead, clacking a little at the horns with his without stabbing himself with them. "I had fun makin it."
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat laughed and leaned in (carefully, his horns were pointy) with a little smile. "I can tell. Going to cook more?"
wickedpainter -
"Yeah I might, frying stuff is neat, not real healthy but fun as shit when it gets all crackly and bobs around. You wanna watch anything? Or just snuggle? I got it set on a comedy feed." A sheepish smile.
valencedichotomy -
"I could watc2h 2ome comedy for a while. Maybe we could find a parody movie or 2omething?"
wickedpainter -
A bigger grin. "Fuck yeah we can lets look"
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat considered Wicked for a moment, somewhere between quizzical and curious, before he leaned up to msooch his cheek and settle in. It was so strange to see
wickedpainter just... Happy. No bloodlust, no depression, just.. Open.
wickedpainter -
He got a kiss!! He hugged one arm around him and turned the TV on flicking up to a menu to see what they could choose from. He idly popped food in his mouth.
WP: Do you know I love you. Like. A whole fuckin lot?
valencedichotomy -
VD: Together forever, if there'2 anything I can do about it
wickedpainter -
He squeezed him gently and leaned down to kiss his ear, navigating away from those horns, they were a hazard.
WP: I'm lookin forward to that
valencedichotomy -
A small smile.
VD: ..2ame.
VD: we'll figure out all the detail2 a2 we go along.
wickedpainter -
WP: Its been nice to see you talkin to people and being active and doing things
WP: you've been mournin a long time
valencedichotomy -
VD: new people are confu2ing
wickedpainter -
WP: What, all of them?
valencedichotomy -
VD: well
VD: i mean
VD: mo2t of them
VD: mo2tly 2ane22 i gue22. but 2till
wickedpainter -
He laughed quietly at that.
WP: Saness is interestin
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat made a rude noise around a mouthful of food.
wickedpainter -
WP: I noticed you makin friends with Rigger :o)
valencedichotomy -
Aaaand he blushed, poking at his meal.
VD: he'2
VD: well you might have 2een him poking around the board for hi2 univer2e, and the doomed alt repo2itory...
VD: we 2tarted trying to work on combat training 2ome
wickedpainter -
WP: Someones got a crush~
He was observing that blush
valencedichotomy -
VD: I do not
And it was apparnelty time to mush food into
wickedpainter's face. As if it would stop him from talking.
wickedpainter -
He laughed around the attempt, and ate the food and tried to nibble fingertips.
WP: You do!
WP: Lookit that blush
WP: Hes real nice though, smart as fuck, funny, fun.
valencedichotomy -
VD: Oh my god I do not have a cru2h
VD: I'm not blu2hing!
VD: Nope, nope, not happening, incorrect
wickedpainter -
WP: I can see th' blush. [snapshot of his blushing face with circles and arrows]
valencedichotomy -
VD: oh wow i can't open image2 2uddenly mu2t be on the frit2!
VD: No, no, nope. nope.
wickedpainter -
He laughed easily and kissed at him.
WP: Its nice you got a friend.
valencedichotomy -
VD: ye2, he i2 a very intere2ting friend
VD: i mean ju2t a friend
VD: I mean
VD: 0kay look
wickedpainter -
He grinned
valencedichotomy -
VD: it'2 ju2t not like that, we ju2t
VD: get
VD: along
VD: whic2h i2 ni2e
wickedpainter - Today at
WP: You deserve more people you enjoy.
Another kiss, many soft kisses to fingers that had tried to smush food into his face.
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat's cheeks were still burning, but his fingers curled, and he didn't retract the hand.
VD: he'2 more bu2ine22-oriented than mo2t people
VD: we do a lot of 2imilar backgrund 2tuff, and he'2 helping me with 2ome of the rebellion detail2
wickedpainter -
WP: if business orientation was all it took you'd be besties with your accountant
valencedichotomy -
VD: well...my accountant'2 human
wickedpainter -
He looked down at him with both eyebrows raised.
valencedichotomy -
tarrat blinkedback up athim.
"...what? We have nothing to talk about,"
"..I mean, he'2 taugt me 2ome economic2 2tuff, but,"
wickedpainter -
".. nah now I'm imaginin tryin to explain the kinda life we've lead to a human, I getcha" He made a face.
valencedichotomy -
"It'2-- a lot ea2ier if I ju2t 2tick to the contract and the money advi2e," Tarrat shrugged, rubbing his shoulder.
wickedpainter -
Fingers found his hair and brushed at it, gently combing.
"Easier how?"
valencedichotomy -
"Well--- you 2aid it, he'2 ju2t not u2ed to.." Vague hand gestures, as if reaching for the point.
"---you know, 2grub thing2."
"People don't know how to deal with the inner part2 of time 2hit."
wickedpainter -
"Theres lots of shit that aint that though" He murmured, stroking his hair. "It aint all there is to life, but yeah I can see where it'd make it harder to talk to some people."
valencedichotomy -
"I don't...2ee the point if I can't talk about what I do all day."
wickedpainter -
He considered that thoughtfully a moment, and then leaned down and blew a raspberry on his neck :o)
valencedichotomy -
"--Ackpth!!" Flailing!!
wickedpainter -
He laughed at him and squeezed him close while he tickled him a little, and only shortly then snuggled him close and rubbed his face against him. His.
valencedichotomy -
Soft laughter, and light tussling, eventually resulting in a few blown raspberries the other direction. Scolding rude noises complete, he'd eventually settle again.
"--Anyway, I don't 2ee you inviting maggie over, 2o,"
wickedpainter -
"I took her out to a show and bought her a nice new dress just the other night." his eyes were bright and he was smiling. "Since I felt like doin stuff."
valencedichotomy -
"Well--good, how'2 2he doing?"
wickedpainter -
"Real well, shes handling the vampire court real well, it doesnt hurt that shes got Carlotta's favor, she was tellin me all sorts of stories about the dinners and meetings and events, thats why I got her a nice new dress, gotta make sure she looks the best out of all those fuckers." He made a soft satisfied noise. "I might have to get a tailor for us and her just to keep up with that shit, especially if I decide I wanna be her plus one for some stuff."
valencedichotomy -
"Your own in-hive tailor, or ju2t a favorite one to keep going back to? I uh, ordered a new 2uit re2ently.."
wickedpainter -
"I dont know if I'm going to have enough clothes to keep one in house yet." He mused. "So just a favorite for now- you got one you like, then?"
valencedichotomy -
Tarrat shrugged. "The guy who did your fur2 i2 pretty good."
wickedpainter -
"I do look real snazzy in that" He considered.
valencedichotomy -
"He, uh. ..i2 technically working on my 2uit right now. ..and one for juryrigg but he ought to be done 2oonand I can 2how you what I got, I already picked it up,"
wickedpainter -
Ears perked and he grinned big. "Show me!"
valencedichotomy -
Tarat grinned, and took another few fishballs while he stood. "--I'll be right back," ..and off he jogged to the stairs, wings coming out to buzz while he snacked on the way up.
wickedpainter -
He made a happy noise and watched the stairs, ears perked and excited, .. .. he ate some of his fries while he waited.
valencedichotomy -
It didn't take long for Tarrat to return in a fairly nicely fit suit -- sober and simple, but with a few flashes of accent color here and there.
The conversation was likely going to devolve into fashion talk, and cheerful gossip.
wickedpainter -
He was snuggly and happy, laughing and easy going, and still clueless about fashion and shoes, but willing to take Tar's lead. Also willing to tease him about getting him out of his pretty new clothes.
valencedichotomy -
Much Blush. They'd see about that.
[[Ringleader convincing Rigger to talk to Tarrat, with some other stupid stuff thrown in. This takes place a little bit after he found Enforcer and stuck him in a cell. There's a 'cliff notes' version in another log, but I have written the full log]]
CO: heyyyy motherfucker, i gotta talk to ya about a thing
JR: Oh gods, what now
CO: i didn't fuckin do nothin, damnit.
CO: i just wanna work on your social life, like any good friend would
JR: It's worse than I imagined
CO: :oS this is what i goddamn get for tryinna be nice
JR: Yes, nice
JR: Who do you want me to seduce
CO: actually this is a motherfucker beyond seduction
CO: just like. make friends with him i guess.
CO: he's a lot like you and also needs more friends.
JR: ... Yeah, aight
JR: Who is he?
CO: uhhhh. wicked's mate, tarrat
JR: I see
CO: what do you you see ex fuckin sactly?
JR: Nothing
JR: I don't know who the mates of your moirail happen to be, ya know, I don't keep up with everythin that well
CO: oh. megavolt in the secret rebellion chat thing
JR: ......
JR: Let me get this straight
JR: You have known someone with an extremely prolific influence, someone who owns major shares in several news companies, and who has been an important initiator of several important and useful aspects of our rebellion, and who continues to be useful in the instrumentation of order since our success
JR: And you just flat out want me to be his friend?
CO: or business partner! honestly i don't really give that much of a fuck, he just needs to actually be social for once
JR: And you think a man as busy as he is would be interested or have the time to be social with me
CO: yeah hahahahaha he's got a lotta free time on his hands
CO: also he's not much of a man. more a boring kid who's friends all died.
JR: Hm
JR: Why do you want him to be social
CO: because he's a boring kid who's friends all died, why the fuck else
JR: I see
CO: :o/
CO: cmon, he's like. good at skulkin, and bitchin. those are his main hobbies. you'll get on great.
CO: plus he's got some sorta tech boner i think
CO: and he's smart i guess
CO: and you two can do all the boring background paperworky stuff, i know he's big into it
JR: I suppose I could look into it, though I don't know why he'd be interested
CO: just tell him i sent you, he's got the backbone of a jellyfish
CO: like i threaten ta kill him one time and he don't even do nothin about it
JR: ...
JR: Sir, do you know how much harder you make my life
CO: :o(
CO: it was friendly
CO: anyway he don't care
JR: Normal people tend to care, you got lucky
JR: Is there anything else you've neglected to tell me about him that I shoulda known perigees ago?
CO: oh
CO: uhhhhhhhhh
CO: he's been helpin keep enforcer in line for a week or so.....
JR: Enforcer
JR: You mean the man that Dualscar killed
CO: no that was a twin
CO: like an evil twin or something
JR: So you've been keeping that a secret from me?
CO: not really, i just thought i'd brought it up somewhere you could see already
JR: Where would I have seen it, Ringleader
CO: uhhhhhhh
CO: probably in the rebel chat, if you cared
CO: or
CO: oh shit i guess you're not in the other chat
JR: Why isn't it important enough to you for you to tell me directly, where I always look, instead of postin somewhere I barely look, or am not
JR: What fuckin chat
CO: just a place with some friends! madrus, some limeblood fuck, vel... some random other fuckers. a psionic who's barely threatened me at all, we're gettin on pretty well
JR: Next time I see you, I'm punchin you in the bulge
CO: hahahaha we both know you don't want ta get that close to it
JR: If I pulverise it, it doesn't count
CO: oh baby
JR: Nevermind
JR: Why is he in charge of Enforcer again?
CO: technically wicked is. and vel
JR: Why are Wicked and Terrible in charge of it
CO: cuz they got a cell and stuff
CO: i think it might be in their basement or some shit, tarrat set it up
CO: since he's wicked's mate and all. and he's good at gettin shit done
JR: Ugh
JR: I'll
JR: Yes, fine, you have me moderately intrigued, I'll message him
JR: Even though I know why you're doing it
CO: to make a friend of a friend who's done us a solid a lil happier?
