[There's a certain Eldarian soldier stalking angrily through the plaza. That in itself is nothing out of the ordinary; Arumat walks around with a scowl on his face a good 95% of the time. No, what's unusual is the fact that he's positively dripping with chocolate syrup. Yep, guess who got caught in a chocolate rain? The situation probably
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What do you want?
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Do you mock me?
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[ Still grinning away. Oh dear, he has not been this amused for a while. ]
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[He's used to being able to intimidate people with his height, but that doesn't work so well on someone who is only a couple of inches shorter than he is.]
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He digs a cotton cloth out of his shopping bag. It was going to be put into service waxing his sword, but... he can get another one. These are dire circumstances. 'Sup, Arumat. Wad of white fabric, being tossed your way.]
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Have you been affected as well?
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Not yet. [Although his tone suggests he's just waiting for this remarkable good luck to run out.]
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[... oh disgusting, it's running down the inside of his jacket. He'll just deal with that when he gets home. At least now his hair is only partly chocolate-colored!]
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What happened to you?
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[... chocolate which is now dripping onto the floor. Sorry about that.]
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Interesting look for you.
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But they're too close to the house, so he can't kill you now where Myuria might see.]
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...okay, so maybe it means something but at least Myuria can see out the window.]
Glaring at me isn't going to make you look any less disgusting, you realize.
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[Almost by reflex, he runs a hand through his hair to try to get rid of that horrible sticky feeling.]
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