Sorrow x2?

[thelostseraph]

[public]
Red Mage has gone.  Even his beloved Quest Items are gone from the room.

[private, hackable to friends]
Hmph.  I am unsure whether I ought to feel relief or sorrow.  Though frequently an irritant, he was, after all, my roommate, and I suppose I could have been shackled with much worse.  Wesker, perhaps.  And, I further suppose, he may have

Comments

[hailbeautyqueen]

The heartache brought about by the loss of your significant other brings both a tear and nausea to this demon.

[thelostseraph]

Interesting. That is precisely the same reaction I experience after being in close proximity to you.

[hailbeautyqueen]

That's so sweet. I didn't think you felt that way about me. ♥

[thelostseraph]

Oh? Then allow me to assure you -- excruciating nausea is only one of a long list of symptoms experienced by all men after a glimpse of your visage.

[hailbeautyqueen]

Oh, I have that effect on men, I know. Be sure to clean your pants once you're done.

[thelostseraph]

Of course. Projectile vomit is notoriously difficult to remove.

[hailbeautyqueen]

Oh, stop. You're going to make me blush.

[thelostseraph]

. . . Sigh.

*crosses 'Toilet Humor' off his list of potential weaknesses*

Another round for you, I suppose. I've ventured as far into bodily fluid humor as I care to.

[hailbeautyqueen]

Oh, don't be like that. A man can't get a woman all excited and then get all...droopy and give up, you know.

[thelostseraph]

On the contrary, I believe your adroit double entendre makes reference to a fairly common human sexual disorder. Not that our races ever need to deal with such difficulties.