EIGHTY-ONE

[tehpuck]

Everyone properly settled? Teen angst done with? Your attention returned to where it should properly be, now?

That is, with me? Yes? Good.

All's well that ends well, I always think.

Now, onward, Rose? Can you still... pencil me in? Artemis, given up your future carrier in petty larceny? Caliban

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[ohrosalita]

Wasn't that meant to be Monday? You didn't show.

[tehpuck]

I was busy.

[ohrosalita]

I was a temporary amnesiac; forgot all my appointments.

You weren't cursed, were you?

[tehpuck]

How troubling. Do you need to be comforted?

With amnesia? No. Though I thought it wise to forestall said teen angst from the paler half of the Leandros duo.

[ohrosalita]

Robin, you can come over, but my mood kind've died.

How's he doing?

[tehpuck]

I won't have to sit through Ninja Death Squad, will I?

Cal? Moping, you know, back to normal. If he starts writing poetry with the repeated imagery of 'heart', 'bleed' and 'tear', I'll let you know.

[ohrosalita]

No, I'm all ninjaed out. You can pick something if you like, I'm even open to films that don't include zombies or kung-fu.

...I knew there was a reason I burned my high school journal.

[tehpuck]

I never get tired of ninjas. But I'll see what I can do.

Oh, Rosalita wrote poetry, now? And there I thought you were just a writer.

[ohrosalita]

You know, I think I could stand to hear some stories.

I wrote it, this in no way means I was dumb enough to show it to people.

[tehpuck]

Well, you're in luck, that is, along with millions of other things, a skill of mine.

Oh, now you have me curious.

[ohrosalita]

We can exchange. You tell, I'll show.

And why do I feel like that could be a dangerous thing?

[tehpuck]

Again, you've succeeded in securing my attentions.

Oh, tut, now, you'll enjoy every second of it.

[ohrosalita]

It might not be exactly what you're thinking of.

Robin, the only poetry you'll get out of me thesedays is 101 smutty versions of 'roses are red'.

[tehpuck]

How will I live with the disappointment?

Oh, smut. I'll be so unappreciative and offended. Now, tell me, how did that blatant sarcasm translate through text?

[ohrosalita]

You'll smile and humor me.

I think it could've used more italic.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I'm using my hand,
But I'm thinking of you.

[tehpuck]

And look fantastic while doing it.

...Shakespeare had nothing on you, honey.