[closed] Carpe: for Melou

[blindbomber]

Iggy is still feeling down and on edge so he's retreated to a spot on the roof of the Mansion to feed some of the larger birds in the area. He's got a bowl of raw meat he's sliced up and he's offering it to a trio of raptors

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[daddyissuesjnr]

I'm afraid you won't be enjoying yourself for much longer, Iggy.

Melou is out on the aforementioned large public balcony, being bored and doing nothing in particular. He's managed to find a small amount of amusement kicking rubbish between the balcony railings and watching it fall, but pretty soon he's run out of rubbish to kick.

Then he looks up and notices Iggy. He casts a quick glance around, and there's nobody nearby, which means there's nobody to intervene if he starts being rude and bothersome. And what could be more fun than bothering Iggy?

"Icarus!" he calls, perhaps a bit too loud.

[daddyissuesjnr]

Melou says nothing. He just chucks another orange at Iggy's head.

[blindbomber]

That wing comes up again and he laughs. "I'm sure I'll remember you know. King Melou, thrower of fruit. Long live the king and his fruit." He starts throwing bits of orange peel down towards Melou, though who knows if he's even close to hitting him.

Thinking he's safe up on the roof, Iggy's got no problem teasing the jerk.

[daddyissuesjnr]

Melou is thoroughly pissed now. He empties out the fruit, and throws the bowl at Iggy's head.

[blindbomber]

"OW! What the hell?" That hit his wing fairly hard and he folded it back.

[daddyissuesjnr]

"I thought you might like a change from the fruit," Melou says, angrily.

[blindbomber]

"Way to waste food. Just like a real king." He flexes the wing slightly and tilts his head towards Melou. "I'll bet you treated all your subjects so well too. How'd the plagues and starvation go?"

[daddyissuesjnr]

"There were no plagues, and there was no starvation." Melou is really pissed now. "I was not a bad king."

[blindbomber]

"A mediocre king then? Too bland to make it into the history books? Or did you just not live long enough?"

Like poking a dangerous snake.

[daddyissuesjnr]

Oh, boy. Iggy really knows how to push Melou's buttons.

"I was not a bad king."

Melou wishes he had something else to throw at Iggy's head. Something big and heavy and sharp.

[blindbomber]

"So you were good, but just didn't last long enough."

[daddyissuesjnr]

It takes Melou a while to respond to that, as he is incoherent with rage. He really, really wants to throw something at Iggy's head, but he doesn't have anything to throw.

"You wouldn't die if I pushed you off that roof, would you?" What with the wings and all. "I suppose I'll have to gut you instead."

[blindbomber]

"I suppose so. You know that people don't stay dead here though, right?" So he's heard, but he's not sure about that.

[daddyissuesjnr]

"Then I'll gut you again."

He's seriously considering climbing up onto the roof and pushing Iggy off.

[blindbomber]

"That could get old really fast." He sighs and shifts to lean back on the roof.

"I don't dislike you, but you're so self centered you didn't see that I really don't hold you any ill will. You remind me of someone else I can't get along with. I pushed him into the mud after he tried to attack me too..."

[daddyissuesjnr]

"You don't hold me any ill will. Is that why you keep insulting me?"