[ voice ]

[martialartistic]

A'ight. I don't want all you people to think I'm some kinda one-trick horse. Just 'cause I got short hair and biceps don't mean all I got is a mean right hook.

[ A little pause, then: ]

So, I'm making dinner at mine and Xena's place. Mexican. Authentic Mexican-- not that Taco Bell or Taco John or Taco whatever bullshit, okay?

Who's game?

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[hellcommander]

FOOD.

[ voice] LOL.

[martialartistic]

...

[ Dryly: ]

'Cept for kids with blinkin' text. You ain't invited.

still text. Y SO MEEN MELEE

[hellcommander]

:'(

:'(

I will make puppy noises, don't make me make puppy noises, woman.

[ lskjfa permavoice! ] it's how she shows her affection... :[

[martialartistic]

I'm the mighty bear-fighter. Cute animals don't faze me.

[voice now] WELL FINE THEN.

[hellcommander]

Oh yeah? [give him a sec while he sets up his comm properly. A minute or so later it switches to video]

[have a little straw yellow bat giving you the BIGGEST WOOBIE EYES he can muster, Melee, along with puppy-like whining (since hell is Hiruma knows what a whiny bat sounds like). He sucks in his belly to show his ribs on purpose, rubbing his belly with the most pathetic looking pout on his face. SO MUCH WIBBLING. My god he is putting on a show. How can you say no]

[martialartistic]

[ A long silence. ]

[ Then a little cranky noise. ]

Okay, okay! Whatever. Fine.

[hellcommander]

[He jerks his wings upward, free fingers curled into little fists in a very "YES I AM AWESOME" sort of gesture, accompanied by a squeak of victory. Of course, this sudden acceleration causes him to lose his balance and fall over the edge of the desk he's sitting on backwards onto the floor. He apparently shifts while he's down there, because a string of extremely colorful curses can be heard before he pulls himself up to turns off the camera]

[martialartistic]

[ That sound you're hearing is Melee laughing at you. ]

[hellcommander]

[ see that? it's a middle finger. Sticking straight up in the air! He finally pulls himself up back into his chair and blows a raspberry at the camera]

So when does this all go down, woman?

[martialartistic]

[ She makes a little amused noise at that raised finger. ]

When you wanna come over?

[hellcommander]

Well let's see, I'm apparently being fucking dragged to that ruffle lawyer's party on the 23rd, so not that night. I guess whenever it works for everyone else?