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[ghostlighter]

[Hi, Plane! It's been a while! In celebration of Chris finally deciding to come back to the Plane, now freshly off his experiment, he is... on a futon. Face down. With a pillow over his head. The phone on the bedside table that came with him cuts off mid-ring (not the greatest reception here, don't'cha know), and there's something of a relieved

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[crowheaded]

Rise and shine, Fairy Boy. [Because Chris needs another nickname.]

[ghostlighter]

What.

[crowheaded]

[Ikki makes it a point to pick up the phone.]

Astral Plane to Fairy Boy. Astral Plane to Fairy Boy. Ring ring ring.

[ghostlighter]

[FWUMP. That is the sound of Chris tossing the pillow at whoever is trying to aggravate him now. They succeeded.]

"Fairy Boy"?!

[crowheaded]

[Ikki catches it.]

Oh, right. You work at the North Pole, don't ya?

[ghostlighter]

[B|]

No.

[crowheaded]

Oh. My bad.

[ghostlighter]

[... brow quirk. Was it really that easy?]

[crowheaded]

South Pole? That's where they send all the cranky people.

[ghostlighter]

[Man, why did my facepalm icon have to get eaten when my paid account got renewed. Because he's totally doing that. Though these keywords are also appropriate.

... and the pillow is totally flying out of Ikki's hands and at his head again.]

[crowheaded]

[What the. Ikki gets hit, and kinda stares.]

Man, you are cranky.

[ghostlighter]

[He rubs at the bridge of his nose and then gives Ikki a look.]

Is there a reason you feel the need to point this out?

[crowheaded]

I figure the more I annoy you the quicker you'll get out of bed and fix that problem.

[ghostlighter]

That would probably just make things worse, actually.

[crowheaded]

Then why the hell did you come here? No one ever comes here for peace. Doesn't matter where you hide, they always find you. Like the government.

[ghostlighter]

Because I figured a little time away from a ringing phone would be nice. ... I'm beginning to rethink that, though.