[voice]

[theoldmagick]

[thanks to Serah, Kilgarrah now knows how to work his junogam and he's been taking the opportunity to look through it.

he's also just found out about room assignments. 'sup Grif, your roomie's unhappy]

I'm expected to what?

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[voice]

[justice_by_coma]

Nobody can tell what you're upset about if you make a post like that.

[Yes, he's annoying, lecturing folks he doesn't know...but unbeknownst to him, he's also basically skin and bones and therefore not exactly good eating.

...Unless small asian nerdboys happen to be prime rib to dragons...

Then again, Gau also doesn't KNOW he's talking to a dragon, or of the readiness for points of possible edibility in this conversation to come.

Then again, even he might seem to realize he can be annoying, because he relents a little.]

What's wrong, mister...ah?

[voice]

[theoldmagick]

[ah, another toy. Kilgarrah rumbles his disapproval, but still answers]

Should it matter? Though if you must know, I'm put out over rooming arrangements.

[voice]

[justice_by_coma]

[A blink. Gau relents immediately. Is that thunder int eh background? Hm...]

Oh!

Oh well that makes sense. There are rooming arrangements in the caravan? I thought it would be large enough for everyone to room seperately...

[Hmm. Scribbling in his notebook that little fact. If he joins, he'll have a roommate.]

Do you have to choose someone, or was it assigned by someone?
[Organization? On the caravan? That doesn't sound so bad... Scribble scribble scribble]

[voice]

[theoldmagick]

It's certainly large enough, yes. But assigned.

[voice]

[justice_by_coma]

[Thank you, Mr. Dragon. he's taken notes on that, now... Finding out everything he can about this caravan is sure to help them get home faster...]

So...are you unhappy that you have to share a room, or...unhappy that you got a roommate you don't like, Mister? If it's someone you don't like, there has to be someone you can talk to...

[Urgh. He feels so weird not having a name to say. He tried to get it earlier. Ah, well. This guy must not want to give it out. He can't blame him...maybe if he says something too openly somoene in the Caravan reacts.

Oh, a thought!

Maybe the people who disappeared spoke against the caravan head! A way home? He scribbles a note, there. That's an idea worth investigating...]

[voice]

[theoldmagick]

Let's just say I'm not fond of enclosed spaces.

[voice]

[justice_by_coma]

Oh...[Even his pen stills. he's a little crestfallen.]

Maybe you could ride Giant-san? Yoite-kun said he'd let him hide on his stomach before...

[Clearly not grasping the size difference. He's assuming you're man-shaped and man-sized, Mister Dragon. Feel free to correct him or not, at your liesure.]

[voice]

[theoldmagick]

Ride? No, that shouldn't be necessary. I can transport myself.

Tell me more about this giant, though.

[voice]

[justice_by_coma]

A-Aa... [Flustered]

W-Well I haven't actually...
I'm not a part of the caravan yet. I'm just...

[a hesitation]

I'm trying to find out all I can before I just...join it-

[Starting to suspect he sounds less than intelligent.]

[voice]

[theoldmagick]

[oh-ho, is that so?]

Tell me. Did you recently find yourself in the forest and are only now coming to this place?

[voice]

[justice_by_coma]

[Ah! The voice flares louder, scratching at the speakers.]

Yes! That's it exactly! You too?

[voice]

[theoldmagick]

[growl of paaaain]

Quite.

[voice] (Aah, sorry if I fail. Commenting at 2 am with work the next day? So horrible... T_T)

[justice_by_coma]

[A pause. He heard that growl. It sounded...erm...]

Is...there something there with you? Something dangerous?

[Growing, transparent panic!rage]
You're not still in the forest, are you?! There's a town somewhere! You should look for it! It's much safer!

[Aww. He's unwittingly worried about the dragon!troll? He'd probably scrub your scales for you, and feed you cake in an angryboy fashion, attempting to hide his ninja housewifeness...

And he'd always provide the entertaining possibility of being an alternate food source, too. Convenient.]

[voice] ohgoodness no trouble! and get some sleeeep

[theoldmagick]

I'm not in the forest, boy, but keep your voice down. You're an excitable one, aren't you?

[oooh, a slave servant! Kilgarrah could agree to this...]

[voice] Bah. Sleep. Sleep is not my ally. It's a sultry minx and a tease. *Growlface at sleep* X<

[justice_by_coma]

[Excitable?! Who's exciteable?! Housewife!boy-rage!]

Well who wouldn't be exciteable after getting dropped in a forest and attacked?! [defensive defensive ramble time]

Aaargh! I could have been home cooking, and making sure the toilets were cleaned, and that the evening's work was all set up instead of getting pulled into another world for no reason at all with a bunch of strangers! The only person I know here is dying! The stupid world couldn't have even brought my- [Straining noise. CRAP. What's he going to call Raikou? He has to work on this...]

M-My best friend here to...uhm...

[unseen headshake, and attempt to cover awkwardness with more spirited boy!rage]

Well I could have really used his help and skill in the forest when wolf-things attacked us, and knocked down Robot-san, and normal people were in danger!

It's...[fuming and looking for a word. Inarticulation's a curse when trying to make a really nice scathing rant, let me tell you...]

It's SICKENING!

[Fume fume fume...
Oh yes, though. Samurai's bitchboy craves

[voice]

[theoldmagick]

Attacked? What attacked you?

Tell me something, boy. Is your master here, or do you cook and clean because it amuses you? [beat] I'm without my trusted aid, you see, and trustworthy assistants are never easy to come by. Very few stack up to the calibre I believe you to be.

Perhaps, if I were properly seen to, I could even assist with these creatures in the forest.