Two Laughs

[aforsakengod]

[...Some fumbling about and mumbling, and then some stomping and growling. Then a page is soundly ripped.]What a lovely library you have in this place. So many books. So many things to help start fires. Oh, a pity they just don't catch like human flesh does. Or burn nearly as well. But when in Narshe

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[scarredcalm]

[...

Oh, yeah, she'll be watching you, mister.]

[aforsakengod]

[Good. We love an audience]

[scarredcalm]

[You're worse than Xigbar. How is that even possible?

It really isn't much of an audience when she's only observing so she can stop you when you start shit.]

[aforsakengod]

[Just you wait, scarface.

An audience is an audience, unless they are dead. Which they will be. Eventually.]

[scarredcalm]

[Cute.

I'd like to see you try, hmm?]

[aforsakengod]

[Careful what you wish for.]

[scarredcalm]

[It isn't wishing.

Please do stay away, though. You face isn't exactly the most pleasing to look upon.]

[aforsakengod]

[At least it isn't three different shades of flesh]

[scarredcalm]

[Only unnaturally painted on an incredibly unpleasant set of features. Does all that white paste have lead in it? It would certainly explain several things.]

[aforsakengod]

[These are very expensive paints put together in a very...oh who the hell am I kidding.]

[scarredcalm]

[No one, really.]

[aforsakengod]

[Well...you suck. Go to hell]

[scarredcalm]

[Actually, considering my occupation, I'm pretty much headed for a straight trip up top.]