☘ 029; [video]

[solas_ion]

Yeah, that's real goddamned funny, kid.

[We open today, friends, with Lancer's halfhearted bitching to himself. Every so often, he looked at Tyrfing the Lucario walking beside him and sighed.]

Leave me with the red-eyed blue dog. Cute.

[Well, whatever. He had more important things to do now, after all.]

[...Not that any of that mattered, as the video abruptly ended with Lancer tackled by what looked like a blue-painted teenager.]

[The results before the video cut out resembled something like this with an unamused Lucario just sitting down to watch.]

Comments

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[riastrad_ridire]

Geez...c'mon before you freeze to death.

[Is he picking you up and tossing you over his shoulder, Connla? Yes.]

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[three_geasa]

Aye!

[Hope you realize that you're paying, daddy. Your kid is a.) broke, and b.) in possession of an appetite as prodigious as his fighting. Growing boy and whatnot.]

[He just laughed when he was tossed; he'll hang out on your shoulder for a while. It was warmer like that, anyway.]

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[riastrad_ridire]

[Eh, what else is new.]

[...it probably says a lot that the sight of a blue-smeared guy in an awful shirt carrying a blue-smeared teenager isn't the strangest thing ever to happen in this place.]

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[three_geasa]

[Not even when said blue-smeared teenager has gotten the guy's hair out of its clasp and is starting to plait it?]

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[riastrad_ridire]

[Nooot even then.]

Hey. Knock that off, will ya?

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[three_geasa]

'Twill be feenisht in a blenk.

[Which means no, I'm braiding your hair and you will like it.]

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[riastrad_ridire]

Why.

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[three_geasa]

Why nae?

[THERE, he'll just put the clasp on at the bottom and you are fully braided.]

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[riastrad_ridire]

[SIGH.]

Whatever, kid. Knock yourself out.

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[three_geasa]

Can we git the cauld creim?

[He means ice cream. And he also means 'can I eat it until I puke a rainbow'.]