Welcome to Edensphere, Fury!

[distant_dragon]

Characters: Drake onyx_drake, Throne child_proteus, Dai/Fury iforkyou
Date/Time: Morning, September 1
Location: Hall of Beginnings
Rating: PG-13 for the usual naked and anticipated swearing
Summary: Fury arrives in Edensphere and the Bobbsey Twins are there to greet him.

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[child_proteus]

Throne lay on the floor a few feet away, idly chewing on the end of his pen as he stared up into the small worn soft-cover that he held a bent arm's length over his head. He, personally, wasn't in the best of moods and very recently things between him and Drake had hit a rough patch. Again. Regardless, though, Throne had done his best, as always, to remain pleasant and friendly and on the surface, pretty okay with things, even though there were other things still churning away unhappily inside. Turning his head, he looked over at Drake, dropping the hand that held the book down onto his chest; he raised an eyebrow. "I have no clue how Argent manages to find this stuff interesting," he said rather flatly, tapping the cover of the book several times with a pointer finger. It read The Laws of Cricket and was on loan from Argent for the day, who in turn had it on loan from the New Girl who had gotten it for him in some strange show of solidarity following their stint in the elevator. "It is seriously the most convoluted, strangely

[distant_dragon]

That made two of them that weren't in the world's greatest moods. Drake was mollified mostly by the fact that it was a normal day. Otherwise he was introspective, dealing with yet another snag in his relationship with his best friend. While at work, though, none of that could come out. They weren't precisely in private, and you never knew if someone would show up out of the eggs and you couldn't exactly let some total stranger see that kind of thing. Very very bad form. He looked over at the book, his expression shifting to the sort of quizzical look that was usually saved for the more bizarre things in the Sphere. Of course, anything that qualified as 'convoluted, strangely old-school and totally British-seeming' definitely earned that expression in spades.

"What...Is that even...they stop for tea in the middle of a game??" This was clearly not something he could even remotely fathom. A game that actually involved rules governing a tea break? And they thought his world was weird. In Drake's opinion, this took the cake and

[child_proteus]

Throne laughed and began shuffling the cards, blatantly ignoring the fact that he didn't know how to play poker and that, as far as he could tell, his card-gaming repertoire pretty much began and ended with Go Fish. "I've asked him about it, you know. Just totally gone, G, what is up with you sometimes, you're totally the strangest guy I've ever met. And every time he does that little nose-raise of his and gets all cocky and says something along the lines of," and here Throne's voice slipped back into Argent's tone and timbre almost seamlessly, "Why, dear friend, I must say that I find my own brand of peculiarity rather charming, and -- though it is not my nature to assume such things -- would go as so far as to add that you do too." Rolling his eyes, Throne began flipping over the top cards of the deck, just randomly noting what came up next. He laughed again -- more fondly this time -- and shook his head. "Remind me again, why I like him?" he asked, looking back up at Drake and quirking an eyebrow

[distant_dragon]

Drake had a vague guess that Throne might not know how to play, since Want had been totally clueless when he'd mentioned it over the journals. But that was all right, really; if they were ever going to have a poker night then he was rather insistent that people actually know how to play. If he was going to demolish them, he wanted it to be something fairly approximating a fair fight.

More or less.

His expression adopted a perfect 'what the shit did I just hear' configuration when Throne imitated Argent so well it was downright creepy. Dear god, that was disturbing. Nobody should be able to imitate anyone else nearly so well as that, especially when the imitatee was Argent (because one of him was plenty for the whole Sphere). "That was incredibly disturbing," he finally said before smirking. "I could go into a whole slew of reasons, I'm quite sure, but I think the fundamental one is probably somewhere in the general vicinity of 'because he's worth it