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Mutt: Afk a minute, going to see if I can find Piper
Mutt: Urgh. X(
Mutt: I FOUND 'IM. And it was HORRIBLE. He PURRED.
Anke: prr?
Mutt: So I beat him to death, and now he knows who's boss.
Anke: plus, you don't have a sick cat anymore
Mutt: Those crunching sounds from the next room prove he has been subdued.
Mutt: I don't know - I'm feeding him only small amounts today, because he's been off his food (and threw up this morning).
Anke: :/
* Piper looks up from his biscuits on the landing and glares. Nobody come near!!! While he is eating!!!! He knows you're all plotting to take his food away!!!!!!
Anke: mrrr
***Mutt afks again to play with him
Mutt: He still seems a little bit odd, but I dunno.
Anke: nor do I
Mutt: I let him out, anyway, so if he pukes it'll be outside.
Anke: good thinking
Weft: *flatly* I can't believe how much you pamper that thing.
Anke: Everybody needs a hobby
Weft: It's nowhere near as bad as the way Suitov pampers HIS pet, though.
Suitov: Excuse me!
Weft: It's true.
Nico: Which pet?
Nico: Or possibly, "What pet?"
Weft: Large, black, smelly, drools, snores, breaks wind, sticks its nose into stinky things, demonic red eyes, sound familiar?
Nico: Ah. I thought that was his familiar.
Weft: Isn't that a fancy word for a pet when you don't want to look like a fool for pampering and spoiling it rotten?
Suitov: I don't pamper him.
Weft: *long, slow blink*
Suitov: All right, I do.
Nico: Well, I guess you can afford it?
Suitov: *cheerfully* I'd pamper Weft too, if he'd let me. And Sylvie, if I didn't think it would give her young man the wrong idea.
Anke: XD
Nico: You're cute. <3
Suitov: *mutters* and Jaina, if she were ever around.
Nico: aww. :(
Suitov: You're cuter, although if I were your height it might be a close contest.
Weft: No, it really wouldn't.
Nico: Yavu'd beat either of us, anyway. ^_^
Weft: Don't say that where he can hear, or he'll start thinking he's in with a chance.
Nico: OK
Weft: He's NOT in with a chance, is he?
Nico: Probably not.
Weft: Good, ..... probably?!
Suitov: Weft, it's considered poor form to show jealousy.
Nico: I'd like it on record that it wasn't me who said that.
* Suitov writes it down and sticks it on the notice board.
Nico: Thank you
Weft: I'm not jealous of hi.... her... which one did you m...?... I mean I'm not jealous of either of them. I just think Nico could do better, like someone less likely to have fleas.
* Nico breaks out in giggles
Suitov: But Yavu seems quite taken with Nico.
Weft: *scoffs* This coming from someone who really thinks Jaina likes HIM for his supposed personality...!
Nico: Some people don't share your taste, maybe?
Weft: Yes, some people have a taste for money as well as backstabbing.
Nico: As opposed to only stabbing?
Weft: Yes. They bleed you slow before destroying you.
Nico: That's nasty.
Weft: *shrug* I'm trained to be truthful, not nice.
Nico: Now I'm confused
Suitov: I think Weft believes your friend Yavu will con you.
Nico: I lost the thread.
Nico: Something about Jaina going to kill you, too?
Suitov: She only tends to kill vampires, demons and unlife.
Weft: SHE says.
Weft: Maybe you'll be lucky. Maybe she'll only backstab you figuratively, break your heart, trample all over your feelings and leave you feeling like the lowest form of dirt.
Nico: If I didn't know better, I'd suspect you had a nasty break-up behind you.
Suitov: *nods silently*
Mutt: Urgh. X(
Mutt: I FOUND 'IM. And it was HORRIBLE. He PURRED.
Anke: prr?
Mutt: So I beat him to death, and now he knows who's boss.
Anke: plus, you don't have a sick cat anymore
Mutt: Those crunching sounds from the next room prove he has been subdued.
Mutt: I don't know - I'm feeding him only small amounts today, because he's been off his food (and threw up this morning).
Anke: :/
* Piper looks up from his biscuits on the landing and glares. Nobody come near!!! While he is eating!!!! He knows you're all plotting to take his food away!!!!!!
Anke: mrrr
***Mutt afks again to play with him
Mutt: He still seems a little bit odd, but I dunno.
Anke: nor do I
Mutt: I let him out, anyway, so if he pukes it'll be outside.
Anke: good thinking
Weft: *flatly* I can't believe how much you pamper that thing.
Anke: Everybody needs a hobby
Weft: It's nowhere near as bad as the way Suitov pampers HIS pet, though.
Suitov: Excuse me!
Weft: It's true.
Nico: Which pet?
Nico: Or possibly, "What pet?"
Weft: Large, black, smelly, drools, snores, breaks wind, sticks its nose into stinky things, demonic red eyes, sound familiar?
Nico: Ah. I thought that was his familiar.
Weft: Isn't that a fancy word for a pet when you don't want to look like a fool for pampering and spoiling it rotten?
Suitov: I don't pamper him.
Weft: *long, slow blink*
Suitov: All right, I do.
Nico: Well, I guess you can afford it?
Suitov: *cheerfully* I'd pamper Weft too, if he'd let me. And Sylvie, if I didn't think it would give her young man the wrong idea.
Anke: XD
Nico: You're cute. <3
Suitov: *mutters* and Jaina, if she were ever around.
Nico: aww. :(
Suitov: You're cuter, although if I were your height it might be a close contest.
Weft: No, it really wouldn't.
Nico: Yavu'd beat either of us, anyway. ^_^
Weft: Don't say that where he can hear, or he'll start thinking he's in with a chance.
Nico: OK
Weft: He's NOT in with a chance, is he?
Nico: Probably not.
Weft: Good, ..... probably?!
Suitov: Weft, it's considered poor form to show jealousy.
Nico: I'd like it on record that it wasn't me who said that.
* Suitov writes it down and sticks it on the notice board.
Nico: Thank you
Weft: I'm not jealous of hi.... her... which one did you m...?... I mean I'm not jealous of either of them. I just think Nico could do better, like someone less likely to have fleas.
* Nico breaks out in giggles
Suitov: But Yavu seems quite taken with Nico.
Weft: *scoffs* This coming from someone who really thinks Jaina likes HIM for his supposed personality...!
Nico: Some people don't share your taste, maybe?
Weft: Yes, some people have a taste for money as well as backstabbing.
Nico: As opposed to only stabbing?
Weft: Yes. They bleed you slow before destroying you.
Nico: That's nasty.
Weft: *shrug* I'm trained to be truthful, not nice.
Nico: Now I'm confused
Suitov: I think Weft believes your friend Yavu will con you.
Nico: I lost the thread.
Nico: Something about Jaina going to kill you, too?
Suitov: She only tends to kill vampires, demons and unlife.
Weft: SHE says.
Weft: Maybe you'll be lucky. Maybe she'll only backstab you figuratively, break your heart, trample all over your feelings and leave you feeling like the lowest form of dirt.
Nico: If I didn't know better, I'd suspect you had a nasty break-up behind you.
Suitov: *nods silently*