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[bob_the_wraith]

*mumble*Show some respect, Bob!*mutter*You'll be the butler, Bob!*mumble*Babysit the brats, Bob!*mutter*Shovel the dragon shit, Bob!*mumble*

*whine, bitch*I'm almost a Nazgûl, dammit!*mutter mutter*

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[catprince]

*saunters through*

Bob, there's some wine on the kitchen floor. Mop it up.

[bob_the_wraith]

Fuck off.

[catprince]

Excuse me?

[bob_the_wraith]

Talk to me again when you've got my ring in your hand, buddy.

[catprince]

*sighs*

Suro? The wraith-thing has issues. I'm being nice and not eviscerating him at the moment, but do you think I could borrow his ring for a minute? =^.^=

[_annatar]

I'm sorry my love, but that is not the kind of thing I pass around. I have faith in your own resources. Please don't eviscerate him. I have no wish to start again from scratch.

[catprince]

Pah. He just has delusions of grandeur that I don't feel like dealing with at the moment. I'll be upstairs. In bed. Sleeping.

*maybe adds a pouting overtone to the last word*

*ices a patch of the floor under Bob's feet before ambling out of the room*

[_annatar]

>.<

He's a wraith-in-progress. They are SUPPOSED to be aloof and domineering.

Have a lovely rest.

[catprince]

*yawns* Can't he be aloof and domineering at someone else? I hate it when minions get uppity.

Mmmm... nice warm comfy bed... =^.^=

[_annatar]

Did you provoke him?

[catprince]

No... I just asked him to clean up something... *yaaawn*

Mrrrr... sleep...

[_annatar]

*sigh* I'd rather see him with a sword in his hand than a mop.

[catprince]

Then you shouldn't assign him servant duties...

Gah. Not worth me getting worked up about it.

[_annatar]

I haven't, aside from baby-sitting Daemion eons ago. Perhaps others are taking advantage of him.

[catprince]

He seems generally frustrated. And jealous of me, yesterday. You might want to look into it.

[_annatar]

*eyebrow raise*

You don't say.