29th Confession [Voice/Action - Backdated to the 7th (Friday)]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Upon waking up, Wolfwood figures two things: one, that he was taken by the droids for a short period of time, and two, that checking his journal would be the wisest choice. So he proceeds to flip through the journals and low and behold, he finds exactly what he considered a possibility. With great anguish, he facepalms.]

Raaaah, not again!

[So it

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[mikangirl]

[Bar, you say? Care to say hello to your cupcake lady, Wolfwood? She's at the bar. :|a And...eyeing you and wondering whether she should sidle over and say hi.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Who me? I'm too busy being lost in thought for a little while, here. I make for awful conversations when I don't realize one's possible. It's an unfortunate trait of the mulling, thoughtful Wolfwood.

He sighs, and then:]

And what brings you to this bar? Besides the usual?

[Oh, nevermind, he noticed you. |D]

Hi, my name's Slow

[mikangirl]

[Imagine that. |D Welp, sidlign on over and saying hi sounds like a good idea, then.]

There's never anything but the usual. [Holdin' out her glass for a toast.] Congratulations on growing up again?

WHAT NO YOU'RE FIIIINE |D

[not_a_bluesbro]

[... aha. He taps his drink to hers, nodding.] It's too bad; now my powers of having pretty ladies prepare sandwiches for me are gone.

|D <3

[mikangirl]

[Snrk. Nami grins into her drink.] I'm sure there's at least one pretty lady who would anyway.

[not_a_bluesbro]

Aah! That's one good thing to look forward to. Besides, I didn't much care for how short I was. I can't look very intimidating if I'm a few inches below people's chests.

[mikangirl]

[True that.]

Ahh, some of the most terrifying people I know are short.

...I always wonder what they get out of turning us into kids.

[not_a_bluesbro]

Maybe... something to do with messing with timelines? Since we all seem to have differences from everyone else from the same worlds...

[mikangirl]

Hmm, point. Something along those lines, anyway. You have to wonder how ineffetual they are. [Given nothing ever seems to take.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

Well, the other theory is they do it for shits and giggles.

Which seems equally as possible, right?

I can spell. 8|

[mikangirl]

Very. Given who's in charge and all. Oh well. Not like we can change it any time soon.

[not_a_bluesbro]

Fine with me. I'll just ride it out until they do something stupid and come crying for help. That, or wait until they're close enough to toss off a cliff.

[mikangirl]

[We grin at this mental image, Wolfwood.] They've come crying for help a few times, now. They never seem to be all that grateful later.

[not_a_bluesbro]

Oooone of these days, their dumb luck'll end. They're playing with a lot of fire; getting burned is just one of the obvious outcomes.

[mikanthief]

Well, I suppose I can live in hope until that day. [Grin.]

Do you remember everything about being a kid? [She knows you remember some, but hey. Things can get foggy.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

... Yeaaah... I remember everything. [He looks at his drink. Surprisingly sheepish for someone like Wolfwood, or at least his idea of it.] Sorry about that. I was a pretty downer kid.