He doesn't come with an off switch.

[myfluffycockatoo]

Mundane? Why, not in the least. I would never call you something so dreadfully dreary, my stickiest plumcake. Fie on you for suggesting it at all. I'm simply delighted by the company.

[You're delighted by anything and everything that doesn't involve being chloroformed and crucified.]

What's a little unbridled hedonism between friends? That said, and as thrilled as I am by the prospect of such adventures, I must make the teensiest little objection. I may be a rove, but my tether is my tether. I know, such a vulgar subject.

[So swarm a bit. It'll be good for you.]

It'll almost certainly muss my hair, though.

[They have lemon juice and rolling papers almost everywhere, princess.]

But my droney-poos! And my cat.

[Akeldama...]

Oh, alright. I confess. I'm nothing but intrigued. It's been simply centuries since I got to play at distress and hardship. The novelty alone will be a marvelous diversion.

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[professorwolf]

Oh my giddy aunt, please tell me she's not considering for the same game I'm in....

[There's a wince there. A pre-emtive wince.]

[myfluffycockatoo]

You positively wound me, Dolly Dearest. I'll be charitable and put it down to the strain of inhabiting a world without me in it.

[professorwolf]

Oh yes, terribly injured, so I see.

[Lyall has, on occasion, fallen to sarcasm. This is one of those times. At least he has a light touch at it.]

Perhaps I would be of a different opinion on the matter should you decide to stop calling me "Dolly".

[myfluffycockatoo]

But ruffling your feathers is so rewarding, my breathtaking nightingale.

[Is he having extra fun comparing a werewolf to a plain little songbird? Why, yes. Yes he is.]

You'd be teased far less often if it weren't such fun.

[professorwolf]

[In some ways, it's even a compliment. Lyall works hard at being plain. That part doesn't bother him. It's the mangling of his name.]

Oh, I don't doubt for a second that you would tease regardless.

I have yet to hear confirmation for where she's planning on putting you, however, which is far more important, I believe, than how teaseable I am.

[myfluffycockatoo]

How terribly true. It would quite spoil my fun if you were to insist on inhabiting another plain of existence where you couldn't hear my witticisms.

[professorwolf]

[Lyall scrubs his forehead briefly, looking put upon. Then the thought of pitting this fellow against Tony Stark comes to mind, and he drops his hand.]

Well, you would hardly be my first choice for a canonmate, but I suppose you would be better than nothing. I don't suppose you've heard just what my own "mundane" is subjecting me to, yet.

[myfluffycockatoo]

[Well, he would need drones...]

Do tell. Is it something dreadful?

[professorwolf]

[Drones with just as much capability of snark and much less reverence? Really, Tony Stark and Akeldama... the sparks that would fly there. Almost enough to have someone else who doesn't like the man around, even if it is Akeldama.]

Fairly dreadful, yes. She's giving me Alpha status.

[He says it like it's a dirty word.]

[myfluffycockatoo]

[He invited LeFoux onboard and she's a lady. He has a weakness for scientists. But yes, it would be good. However, that's quite enough of a distraction. Akeldama feigns a swoon.]

How utterly despicable. My darlingest little peach pit, what a wrong! Though at least you will be quite fetching, I'm sure.

[There are some who find the Anubis form too vulgar for words, but he takes a bit of a delight in anything that strange, that he of course disguises as pure teasing.]

[professorwolf]

[The look Lyall gives him is skeptical.]

You, of all people, calling a quintessentially werewolf trait fetching?

[He's pretty sure he's being mocked now. Well, worse than usual.]

[myfluffycockatoo]

[He's always seen a certain charm in the fuzzy side of immortality. One reason he doesn't fit in well with the hives.]

Really, my dearest kumquat, you make quite a pretty wolf, and the Anubis form is so very... avant-garde.

[professorwolf]

[Could've fooled Lyall, given how angry the fellow had gotten over Biffy, and the subsequent breaking off of the actual relationship. Ah, well.

The compliment is a bit unexpected, to which he nods a little, but then he arches his brows delicately and asks,]

And the bit about going mad?

[tofu_tiger]

I'll never understand the yearning humans have to be so vain.

[myfluffycockatoo]

Piffle. Who here is human?

[marvelousmoustache]

Goodness me.

Sweetness, you seem to be in some distress. It isn't good for your complexion, you know. We must take such hardships with grace and dignity, don't you think?

Of course, I'm not in the line of fire, but that's hardly ever stopped me from giving advice.

[myfluffycockatoo]

Do forgive me, squash blossom, but it's a very hard thing to ask, my not being overset by the prospect of snapping and swarming. It's most undignified and very unpleasant, especially for an independent soul like myself. That aside, well, we both remember a time before ready availability of linen handkerchiefs. Privation might be fun for a little while.

[marvelousmoustache]

But don't you see? Privileged old souls like ours so rarely find something so new and exciting! Even I think there are certain things worth getting mussed for, darling.

And who better for me to live vicariously through than you, my palest of dear friends?

[Have a dragon batting his eyelashes at you, Akeldama.]

[myfluffycockatoo]

[Oh, he does appreciate that. And if being mussed were the only significant danger, he might even agree, to a limited degree.]

I'm afraid entering a swarm state is not so new and exciting as I'd like it to be, my apricot pastry.

[marvelousmoustache]

I shall simply have to take your word for it. Not that I wouldn't adore experiencing such a phenomenon, [Yes, he's serious] but my species isn't exactly... predisposed, shall we say? Pity.

[myfluffycockatoo]

I'll freely confess I envy you the freedom of a life without territorial rules. What a treat it must be to travel on a whim.

[marvelousmoustache]

At least you stand to gain some fascinating experiences from it. My - ah - patron says I'm not suitable for such things. Something about not having a... what's the word? Canon?

I did try to convince her I was this fellow, but she didn't buy it. And also called me ridiculous.

[sniffs]

The nerve.

[myfluffycockatoo]

I like him. We ought to have him for tea sometime. But what a tragedy, dearest pudding cup. Decidedly unfair.

[marvelousmoustache]

I am thoroughly convinced he's a relation.

But yes, I find it quite off-putting that she would gladly place the talking dinosaur who builds airplanes in a game, and yet finds my fabulous self "too extreme" for - ah - multiverse? settings.