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The little rat's taken up suicide. Or at least assisted. ~rubs his forehead and grumbles~ Had my wife about to stab him or gut him or something.
So. I've been watching him all night. After incident number one wherein I found out how many knives Trotter actually owned, I started actually watching him in his room. As opposed to sitting outside and looking menacing.
He talks. A lot. Took him four hours to stop trying to convince me I wanted to kill him (who taught him half that stuff? Me and Trotter will be having a chat on how to talk around children, mon) to two hours of him asking me too and he finally lost his voice a bit after he started yelling.
And he fell asleep.
And now he's back up again.
The screaming's started again, if a bit scratchy and he's been throwing things at me.
Ioreth isn't going to be happy. ~growls and grabs a shoe before it gets his face~
Erendis? Grab him or something.
So. I've been watching him all night. After incident number one wherein I found out how many knives Trotter actually owned, I started actually watching him in his room. As opposed to sitting outside and looking menacing.
He talks. A lot. Took him four hours to stop trying to convince me I wanted to kill him (who taught him half that stuff? Me and Trotter will be having a chat on how to talk around children, mon) to two hours of him asking me too and he finally lost his voice a bit after he started yelling.
And he fell asleep.
And now he's back up again.
The screaming's started again, if a bit scratchy and he's been throwing things at me.
Ioreth isn't going to be happy. ~growls and grabs a shoe before it gets his face~
Erendis? Grab him or something.