10 [voice/action]

[judge_evening]

[voice]

This is getting ridiculous. The village is being swamped with all these newcomers.

[action]

[in order to escape the masses, Richter hastily enters the first Community Building and goes up to his apartment, oblivious to the (spoiler) horrors that Emil brought home not too long ago.]

Comments

[saturate]

I AM NOT A NEWCOMER! I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU FOR A LONG, LONG TIME!

[judge_evening]

You've been... watching?

[saturate]

Oh yeah. Everything.

[judge_evening]

...

[saturate]

Remember that sexy, if not totally newbie, kiss between you and Emil. The one with the ice pack. Mrow.

[judge_evening]

...

You need serious mental help! Don't you have anything better to do than spying on people?!

[saturate]

How is spying on two delicious men equal serious mental help? I do think it's Emil that needs the mental help, what with that weird Rata-thing-person-Ratatouille all up in him. And to answer the second question: No, not at all.

[judge_evening]

... You're a sick bastard, you know that?

[saturate]

How so? I'm only human, yo.

[judge_evening]

And the worst kind, at that.

[saturate]

I can't be worse than you! BWAHAHA! IN LOVE WITH THE MAN WHO LOOKS LIKE THE MAN YOU WERE IN LOVE WITH! BWAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH!

[judge_evening]

Shut up.

[saturate]

MAKE ME, PRETTY BOY!

[judge_evening]

If you insist. Meet me outside the first Community Building.

[he is gonna kick your ass so baaad~]

[saturate]

SWEET! I'm already thar, yo!

[judge_evening]

[have a very pissed-looking Richter, weapons in hand, heading your way.]