Not happy at all.

[raised_to_hunt]

You know, I get that you like plotting things with your friends.

But you're not locking me in any kind of closed space with that bastard, especially if I don't actually know him yet.  

I was actually thinking you might be halfway decent but now? 

Yeah, no I refuse to cooperate with any of your ideas. 

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[lovesagoodflay]

Oh, that is rather good of you. I always did like the ones with fire. When they burn, their screams are just...

[ he sniffs the air, delicious ]

Music to my ears.

[raised_to_hunt]

...And people call me insane.

[lovesagoodflay]

[ he shakes his head, tsking ]

Oh, no, Deanna girl. They don't even know the half of what you're capable of. We had such good times...

[raised_to_hunt]

We've had NO times, not at all, and you're not coming anywhere near me.

[lovesagoodflay]

Oh, stop my bleeding heart. You're going to make me cry.

I never got to break a man twice before. You'll be my first. After all, you'll do anything for Sam won't you?

[raised_to_hunt]

...First of all, what does Sam have to do with anything, and secondly, do I look like a man to you?

[Not touching the breaking thing, not at all.]

[lovesagoodflay]

Man, woman. You're all the same on the table.

Writhing.

And screaming.

It's a shame your Sam has to die of course. It's the only way it ever works.

[raised_to_hunt]

Who said anything about Sammy dying? Sam is not dying, not ever.

[lovesagoodflay]

So you say. Best run off and double check. Wouldn't want you proven wrong after all.

[ his smile screams laughter and his eyes are twinkling with hidden knowledge ]

[over_identifies]

Um....

Hi.

[raised_to_hunt]

[Someone she actually wants to see, Yay]

Sam.

[over_identifies]

What's going on? Closed off space with what bastard?

[raised_to_hunt]

He's up there *points*

She's decided it would be a good idea to stick me in a thing with him not knowing a damn thing about what he does or who he is.

[over_identifies]

I've been noticing that a lot around here. I recently had a really weird run-in with a guy. I don't know who he was or what he wanted. I call him "clueless trenchcoat guy."

He started talking about my body. It made me very uncomfortable.

[raised_to_hunt]

...I think I know who you mean.

Scruffy looking guy? Kind of socially inept as hell? She said her friend plays him too.

[over_identifies]

I guess? He wasn't making sense. Kept asking me if my brother knew about my body.

Ew.

[raised_to_hunt]

...Yeah, he's from the other world.

Mun has a male version of me up here, I'm guessing that's the world he comes from.

I try to ignore them.

[over_identifies]

We're dudes? I know we've seen a lot of freaky things but...that's weird.

[raised_to_hunt]

Apparently.

Trust me, it's weirder when you have one in the same space.

[over_identifies]

I'll take your word for that.