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[spadassin]

[scatty is all dressed up and is considering having some place to go. she looks... almost like a regular teenager, except for her horribly pale skin and cat-slit eyes. she rubs the back of her neck with one hand as she stands in the middle of her kitchen (there is fruit lying all over the counters) and looks at the comm for a few silent moments

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[fantasycliche]

[ dojo, what. that makes no sense to her. AND SO: ] What do you teach?

permavid.

[spadassin]

Hand-to-hand combat. All kinds.

[fantasycliche]

Fighting. [ SOUNDINGLY SOUNDING A LITTLE MORE INTERESTED. ] How good are you?

[spadassin]

I'm the best. [STATED AS A FACT]

[spadassin]

I'm not terrible, I promise.

[afriendtosell]

I know a ballad or two, if that's what ya want to hear.

[spadassin]

I haven't heard a ballad since the Renaissance.

[afriendtosell]

Well, if I have to be honest, it's more of a limerick.

[spadassin]

Do share.

SHUT UP I CAN SO TAG TWO OF HER POSTS AT THE SAME TIME YOU DON'T KNOW MY LIFE

[saylikewhat]

[Marceline has some crazy bedhead right now and looks like she just woke up, but she's amused in a super-bleary way.]

What time is this gonna be? [she holds a hand over her mouth to yawn into it.] I can dig it, but not if I gotta melt on the way there.

I AIN'T JUDGING

[spadassin]

[SCATTY SECRETLY THINKS SHE IS REALLY CUTE]

[insert time & place] I would prefer it be later in the evening, anyway.

[saylikewhat]

Sweet! [you're not my real vampire mom i mean] I'll be there.

[spadassin]

I look forward to seeing you.