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[asmilethatkills]

[It's now nighttime here in Luceti and someone is not in bed like he's suppose to be. Selim had wandered out on his own without his housemates knowing. He's not in the best of moods after being taken by the Malnosso and watching one of his hosts act like an idiot. No one just takes Pride and order him around. And these humans...what a drag. With no

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[fightlikeacow]

[Guybrush is taking a night off. Not that he even does much on his nights on. He'll be walking across the bridge whistling to himself and carrying a bottle of Grog.]

[asmilethatkills]

[...What is that you're drinking? It has an interesting smell. As he walks towards a shadow, Selim will simply make him trip.]

[fightlikeacow]

[SMACK! CRASH!

Guybrush falls face-first into the bridge. The bottle goes flying from his hand and breaks open, the liquid making a sizzling sound where it spills on the ground. Guybrush lays there for a couple of seconds.]

Ow...

[asmilethatkills]

[Some of that liquid will simply disappear where the shadow touches it]

Mm, what is this...?

[fightlikeacow]

[Slowly getting up into a kneeling position]

It's Grog. My favorite drink. Why did you trip me?

[asmilethatkills]

Oh, a drink they sell at the bar, then. [Well that position makes you easy prey...but he won't strike just yet] Me? Maybe you should have been watching where you were going.

[fightlikeacow]

[Getting to his feet, now.]

Actually, you might be right about that...

But who are you? And, uh, where are you?

[asmilethatkills]

[Since everyone seems to assume this]

Why, I'm the shadows, of course. [A shadowy hand is slowly crawling up along his back. Probably won't notice a thing until it brushes the tuff of his hair]

[fightlikeacow]

Sure, because shadows talk all the time back in my...

[And feeling that hand...]

GAAA!

[He whips around to look.]

[asmilethatkills]

[Whoops, he might have just left a mark on his neck when he turned. The hand will simply sink back into the shadows.]

No sudden movements now. We don't want any accidents.

[fightlikeacow]

[Standing very still now.]

Okay. Not moving, now. What do you want with me?

[asmilethatkills]

Do you have anything to eat?

[fightlikeacow]

No... no food. Hey, how about you head over to Seventh Heaven? they've got food there.

[asmilethatkills]

Why do I need to do that, when I have food here? [long shadowy hands start slithering up around his legs, up to his torso.]

[fightlikeacow]

Uh... uh...

[Reaching for the cliche here...]

I don't taste good! I drink too much Grog, I bet that makes me taste terrible.

[asmilethatkills]

[He makes a few cuts, taking a taste] You taste fine to me.

[...A set of red eyes and a toothy smile appears within the shadows]