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[_nienna]

IRMO YOU PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A VALA FRONT AND CENTER HOW CAN TURN YOUR BACK ON THAT SEXY NICE ELF IN HIS HOUR OF NEED????

Dammit I just broke a nail typing that. >.<

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[bastard_irmo]

*staggers out of whatever hole he's woken up in, drunk*

Ow... my brain.

[_nienna]

*continues along the same lines in all caps and large bold font FOR HOURS*

[bastard_irmo]

*becomes nearly catatonic in fear*

Brain! It hurts!!! Please stop!!!

What didn't I do now?

[_nienna]

Since you beg so nicely. >:)

The mini-balrog? Ring any bells there, honey?

[bastard_irmo]

...

>.<

oh FUCK.

[_nienna]

*assesses you* Do I need to slap you into coherent thought or did the audio shock do it for you?

[bastard_irmo]

...

Need... to think...

Need... COFFEE to think...

BRING ME COFFEE!!!!!

Please?

[_nienna]

*sighs and manifests a pot*

[bastard_irmo]

*knocks back the entire thing and sits, twitching for a minute*

Right. Okay. I think my brain's regained function... for a while.

[_nienna]

The bottom line. WE can't leave that baby with The Fallen. YOU accepted responsibility, YOU have to get her back.

[bastard_irmo]

Well, that much I kinda figured...

Just not entirely sure how...

[_nienna]

I don't think that hiding in the cellar drinking booze with all eight arms is the answer, honey.

[bastard_irmo]

Well... no.

*sighs*

got kinda out of hand. was just going to have one to try and stop me moping and figure something out...

then one turned into an entire bottle. then several entire bottles. >.

[_nienna]

*eyeroll*

And yadda yadda yadda.

We need a plan.

[bastard_irmo]

Yes. A plan. We need one.