spam for denise!

[deepdowndark]

[Ardent hated human doctors. Humans, he could tolerate, but their doctors were kind of annoying. So, when he felt incredibly, and horrifically, ill this morning (there was some announcement about a flood, but he didn't see any effect), he kept working on his contract for as long as he could tolerate. Which didn't turn out to be very long at all, so

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[gotgirlballs]

[Denise had been nauseous for most of the morning, and when the pepto-bismol she'd taken hadn't helped she'd only grown more and more irritable with every passing minute. So when Arden walked into her, she was a bit more confrontational than usual.]

Watch it, short stuff.

[deepdowndark]

[Ardent glared up at her,] 'Short stuff'? [He sounded more offended than usual at a passing insult. And usually, he was very offended.]

No, you watch it, tall stuff. [Tall decidedly didn't sound like a compliment.]

[gotgirlballs]

[When she responded, her voice was completely deadpan.]

I'm so offended. What the hell do you want?

[deepdowndark]

I... don't know. I didn't feel particularly well, but... [The hooded figure shrugged,] I feel fine.