Ω Sixty Four - What is this flood for?

[rass_bestie]

I have absolutely no idea what ties this flood together. Willing to entertain theories.

[Omega is torn as to whether or not he wants to know about it, but curiosity, as usual, wins out.]
[Private to Brax]…Ha… You haven't proposed to Romana recently, have you? [Because he's spoken to Narvin and he's sort of hoping this is it, because some changes?

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[Private] He's sort of... Volkoffish. From Chuck. (Except not really, idk.)

[shortsghtedlove]

[Bright grin.] Omega!

{{OOC: Also, when did you get that new layout? Its marvellous.}}

[Private]

[rass_bestie]

[Ok, the outfit is a bit off, but damned if he can't resist that smile.] Hey, Rass, just seeing how you were.

[Thanks, I've been fiddling away with it the last couple of days. Procrastination, FTW.]

[Private] I wish LJ wouldn't be so slow.

[shortsghtedlove]

[And the smile drops.] I have nothing fun to do. [Entertain me, I'm bored!]

{{Procrastinating is all I ever do. And seriously, that header is really nice.}}

[Private]

[rass_bestie]

Well, what sort of fun did you have in mind? [Smile, come back!]

[yeah, worked out better than I expected.]

[Private]

[rass_bestie]

[… Slightly different to Narvin, then. What's the cure for forlorn hearts?] Would you like me to go to the kitchen and get some ice cream? [He's certainly not suggesting Brax go, that way lies madness.]

[Private]

[rass_bestie]

[What is this flood, even? Still, sinisterly said or no, wanting to keep a clear head is very Brax, so he doesn't have a huge problem barring:] Is ice cream particularly intoxicating?

[rass_bestie]

I'm a billion years old and show no signs of dying. Mortal is a misnomer.

[rass_bestie]

So who are you?