Canon: Lost Girl

[morethanasidekick]

Hey! Lady! You at the keyboard doing the typing. [Pause.] I know you can hear me cause you're writing this shiz down so answer me already!

[Kenzi stamps her foot, going into pout mode as she folds her arms across her chest.]

You - loco! Insane in the membrane. What makes you think you can make me do this?

I won't ya know. See this? This is my foot going down. You can take your crazy land of hell and your kinky sex island and you can shove them somewhere where the sun will never spread it's sparkley little rays cause I am not, repeat not, gonna do this gaming crap with you.

How do ya like them mandarins?

Comments

[alphabeta]

Good luck. Maybe she'll listen to you. [Derek doesn't think so.]

[morethanasidekick]

Ah yeah. Not so much no. This wench listens to nobody. Well at least not me.

I don't wanna do a sex island. I live in a sex den with a fricken Succubus. I got all the sex I need without having to involve my vajayjay, but does she care? Oh hell no.

[alphabeta]

Yeah, I live on that island, you don't want that.

Why would they listen to us? They just cared enough to make journals for us to try and expand our lives beyond our shows. Our opinions don't matter. [Rrf.]

[morethanasidekick]

Yeah! That! Exactly.

[She's agreeing even if she's not entirely sure what she agreed with but she just wants to be mad so why not?]

And you know, it was bad enough having to be ignored cause I was a human but being ignored BY a human? That just really pisses me off.

So. About the sex island. How bad is it exactly? Are we talking Girls Gone Wild or German sex store?

[alphabeta]

why wouldn't they listen to you because you're human?

[Humans are sometimes helpful, look at Stiles and Deaton.]

...I've never been in a German sex store.

[morethanasidekick]

Didn't you know? Human's are like cattle. Well to the Fae.

[Yep. She's sharing shit she's not supposed to share. That's what happens when you decide to send her to a sex island. Her care factor goes bye bye]

We're like snacks or playtoys. Or [Air Quotes.] Property.

You don't want to, trust me. They put things in places that just do not belong anywhere near... [She shudders.] Anyway. So we talking garden variety kink here or Say hel-lo to my little friend?

[And by little friend of course she's waving her fist around...]