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[world_roof]

It most definitely went something like this :

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[chairman_yao]

*EXPLOSIVE MANDARIN SHRIEKING*

WHY ARE MY MOUNTAINS IN THE POOL!?

*stomps past the potted plant to gesticulate furoiusly at said mountains, then at the hole in the ceiling, then back at the mountains*

[world_roof]

*drops down, behind the plant with an inward groan. Why does Wong have to show up now of all time? Universe, come on, cut him a break! From behind the plant comes a totally calm reply*

There's no need for shrieking Wong. We've been over this many times; they are my mountains. And do you think you could perhaps hand me a towel please?

[chairman_yao]

*Yao has no time for calm pot plants and their towel requests, not when he can wave a hysterical sleeve at a displaced mountain top, -- is that a DENT!? That looks like a DENT! Is he covered for pool-side cracks and crevasses? This is INTOLERABLE! He's barely even encroached on this territory and it's already got water damage! -- smooshing any Egyptian snowmen he should come across*

*wave, rustle, shriek, flap*

*SMOOSH*

[world_roof]

*feels a bit offended on behalf of the mountain top. And as he'd just flashed through puberty, he still has a few lingering attachment issues*

H-hey! *exclaims the potted plant before his brain really processes what he's saying* You're squashing the Egyptians! You can't do that! They're on holiday!

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[chairman_yao]

EGYPTIANS!? WHERE!? HOW!?

*whips around, looking for vacationing Egyptians, hoping he can blame them for the damages and maybe get a settlement or a monument or some cotton out of this*

[chairman_yao]

*seeing nothing, not even a camel, which he assumes any real Egyptian would have with him or her at all times, along with ancient hieroglyphic pictograms depicting their animal-headed gods on scrolls of papyrus*

WHAT DOES EGYPT HAVE... *what an interesting potted plant*

..TO DO *not as interesting as the figure behind the plant though*

... ....With *a very familiar figure, sort of...*

.....THIS. *just taller... and naked*

[chairman_yao]

*glances briefly at Tib-NO, not possible, Yao glances briefly at this person, -- oh, damn, still there, still naked, still familiar -- and glaaaaaares at the pot plant. Blaming it. Cursing it. Hating it. But is that fair? It's probably even not... that person... How could it be? No, definitely not*

.......Tibet?

Tibetisthatyouaru?

[world_roof]

*smiles proudly despite himself! look Ma, I'm a big kid now! still enjoying the bountiful coverage of the potted plant*

Yes. It is me, Tibet. You know me, I know for sure we've met when I was older.

Now if you could please get me a towel... *makes a fetching motion limply with one hand and is back to zen calm*

[chairman_yao]

*slowly staggers over to the complementary towels in a daze, all wide-eyed and pointedly NOT LOOKING*

Are... you sure you are TIBET, aru?

*indicates with a hand in the air a height level about ye-high, shorter than Tibet has ever been, but the gist is 'a small boy, smaller than you'*

You know... Tibet, aru.

[world_roof]

*not really emphatic but all most there* Yes. I am most definitely Tibet. *starting to wonder if Yao is finally getting senile* We've met before when I was still big. Don't you remember? I'm taller than you.

*waits patiently*

[chairman_yao]

*slowly, sloooowly picking up a towel. Seemingly content to stay where he is, towel in hand*

Big Tibet, aru?

So-So there are two Tibet's now.....

*glares at his hunched posture behind the pot plant* You are not taller than me!

[world_roof]

There are two of me now too? That's wonderful! I've very excited to meet them. and carry them off. wat? But as far as I know I'm the only Tibet here. *chipper!... but actually getting kind of chilly here in the buff*

*takes that as an invitation to fetch himself a towel; its too cold sitting still after all. Stands up holding the unlucky plant and approaches, all smiles. * No I'm quite sure I'm taller than you. see?

*Towers just a bit and where it counts*

[chairman_yao]

*backs the hell up, as one usually does when a smiling, chipper, stranger comes at you naked, armed with a pot plant. Yao grabs all the towels -- why was he getting towels anyway? -- and holds them up as some kind of barrier between him and the SUDDENLY HUGE NAKED BOY*

I think one Tibet was more than enough, aru!

You should... just, just go away! Go home!

[world_roof]

*watches as all the towels are taken...* Um. *but then realises Yao is holding the out to him! How kind! And even if he isn't offering, Tibet will deliberately construe the action as such and help himself to an a large orange towel*

Thank you. *let's China hold the potted plant while he changes as the smaller man cowers*

And I would love to go home. I have some paper work in my office and if you would just be so kind as to sign it, I will do just that. And leave you alone. *calmly*

[chairman_yao]

*"...paper work"*

*"...office"*

*"...sign it"*

*Yao blinks at the plant and at the... almost dismissive young man draping the orange towel around himself like saffron robes and feels something like pure RAGE snap through him. Fine. If this is 'Big Tibet', if this is his latest incarnation or some other nonsense. Fine. He only brought it on himself*

Ohh. I forgot, aru. You do not have a home to return to.

*hefts the pot up and smashes the plant over Tibet's head*

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[world_roof]

*makes a stifled chocking noise and grabs at his head.

Snorts his breath out through his nose angrily and raises his hand against the other man, enraged. *