[And Jormungandr walks in. He sees what's going on and he walks up and just takes the bottle of milk right out of her hands. He shakes his head and pours it in the sink.]
[Blanche offers a squeak of surprise as the milk is yanked from her hands, whirling around as she watches him dump it all out.]
Hey--! Why did you do that?
[His reaction makes her curious, though. She's been told she shouldn't drink the milk, but never given any reason why not. And it doesn't smell at all.]
Don't you think that's a bit of a waste?
[She can be wasteful, of course. But not the others.]
1 also i haven't played this guy in years okay DON'T JUDGEbetterthancharmSeptember 3 2011, 06:25:26 UTC
[...well. He'd heard this place had the power to bring people back from the dead, but really, they couldn't have brought back Friederike or one of the hotter, less evil chicks?]
Normally, this would be my cue to say that pretty girls with enormous breasts shouldn't cry without a prince there to comfort them and press their well-endowed bodies into his chest, but I think I'll make an exception in your case. Points for effort, though. Not very many points, but you should be thankful I'm granting you any.
HUSH YOU ARE WONDERFUL <3fariestoneofallSeptember 3 2011, 06:39:46 UTC
[She looks up at the sound of his voice.
The tears stop, just like that, as if a faucet has been suddenly turned off. Blanche adopts a hard, steely expression. She hadn't been expecting to see him here, and she doesn't like it. He killed her, after all.]
You! What are you doing here?
[There's indignation in her voice at his temerity to exist. But her tone settles into something cooler but no less angry as she goes on. It's okay, she tries to tell herself. She can work with this. She knows better than to underestimate him this time.
She gives a pointed, insincere sniff.]
I don't think you can blame a poor, dead girl for crying. Not when the horrible perverted man who hurt me is standing right here.
[He raises an eyebrow and casually takes a seat next to her, making a pointed show of how very not intimidated he is. The fact that he's carrying a gun in his jacket pocket helps.]
Funny, you look perfectly healthy to me. Which is such a shame, you were much prettier as one of my collections.
B - eee I'm actually tagging with him again >>katsuya_kunSeptember 3 2011, 07:04:10 UTC
[ It was a semi-normal day in Mayfield, Joey was ready to get some grub on. One of the only ways that keeps him sane here was food. Without food, oh he would have gone crazy by now.
He walks into the kitchen and sees the bottle of milk in his newest housemate's hand. Joey immediately took the milk from her hands, remembering that fearful experience he had. ]
Neva' and I say neva' trust the milk here! They put somethin in it tat can kill ya if you're not careful. And I should know... I drank it once. Te-ri-bleee~
OMG JOEY (gyay) fariestoneofallSeptember 3 2011, 07:11:43 UTC
[Blanche squeaks, turning to face him. She's always been nice to this particular housemate, mostly because he's a boy and bad-looking and not too bright and (she assumes) easy to manipulate.]
Kill you? Oh, that sounds dreadful!
[She sounds genuinely appalled.]
I suppose I should thank you for saving me! I can't imagine what would have happened if I'd had any. I'm not big or strong like you.
good ol' joeykunkatsuya_kunSeptember 3 2011, 07:34:11 UTC
[ He immediately felt bad after hearing her squeak ]
Ahh man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean ta scare ya, but yea. Even though I was able ta come back ta life, it was still a bad experience.
You're welcome, anything for a new housemate of mine. We have ta stick together to get through this ya know. Ahaha, stop it, I'm not really dat big and strong.
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Hey--! Why did you do that?
[His reaction makes her curious, though. She's been told she shouldn't drink the milk, but never given any reason why not. And it doesn't smell at all.]
Don't you think that's a bit of a waste?
[She can be wasteful, of course. But not the others.]
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Drugged.
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But why drug the milk and nothing else?
[She doesn't sound distressed, just curious. Nor is she going to be particularly considerate of Jormungandr's issues with talking!]
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Normally, this would be my cue to say that pretty girls with enormous breasts shouldn't cry without a prince there to comfort them and press their well-endowed bodies into his chest, but I think I'll make an exception in your case. Points for effort, though. Not very many points, but you should be thankful I'm granting you any.
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The tears stop, just like that, as if a faucet has been suddenly turned off. Blanche adopts a hard, steely expression. She hadn't been expecting to see him here, and she doesn't like it. He killed her, after all.]
You! What are you doing here?
[There's indignation in her voice at his temerity to exist. But her tone settles into something cooler but no less angry as she goes on. It's okay, she tries to tell herself. She can work with this. She knows better than to underestimate him this time.
She gives a pointed, insincere sniff.]
I don't think you can blame a poor, dead girl for crying. Not when the horrible perverted man who hurt me is standing right here.
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[He raises an eyebrow and casually takes a seat next to her, making a pointed show of how very not intimidated he is. The fact that he's carrying a gun in his jacket pocket helps.]
Funny, you look perfectly healthy to me. Which is such a shame, you were much prettier as one of my collections.
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[She looks both angry and genuinely horrified by that. But she doesn't edge away from him.]
How long have you been here? Tell me.
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He walks into the kitchen and sees the bottle of milk in his newest housemate's hand. Joey immediately took the milk from her hands, remembering that fearful experience he had. ]
Neva' and I say neva' trust the milk here! They put somethin in it tat can kill ya if you're not careful. And I should know... I drank it once. Te-ri-bleee~
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Kill you? Oh, that sounds dreadful!
[She sounds genuinely appalled.]
I suppose I should thank you for saving me! I can't imagine what would have happened if I'd had any. I'm not big or strong like you.
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Ahh man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean ta scare ya, but yea. Even though I was able ta come back ta life, it was still a bad experience.
You're welcome, anything for a new housemate of mine. We have ta stick together to get through this ya know. Ahaha, stop it, I'm not really dat big and strong.
[ oh yes his ego was getting bigger ]
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