Harsh realities of being a muse.

[y_so_standard]

Good. Stay busy. It has already saved me from that silly scheme you were plotting. Honestly, trying to get me hit with red paint so that it would stain my hair.

Think about that. Really, really think about that.


[Hiss] WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE MAY STILL BE TIME! NO! DESIST! AND I DON'T MEAN JUST 'FILE IT AWAY FOR ANOTHER TIME' EITHER!

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[bratbeyond]

You know, if you really want to get hit with paint.... all you had to do was ask.

[brb plotting his friend's untimely demise doom with paint balloons.]

[y_so_standard]

This wasn't me asking. [Slowly trying to find a shield or something]

[bratbeyond]

Suuuure it wasn't.

... Holi was kind of a big deal back home, actually. It's weird seeing it on a completely different world.

[y_so_standard]

I've never heard of it, but then again we never really covered holidays back home.

[Putting a hood so it at least doesn't get in his hair]

[bratbeyond]

You were in the military, you zift. It's kind of understandable.

[Oh, he's not going to hit Hugo. Not yet, anyhow...]

[y_so_standard]

Point. Though if zift means 'idiot', you'll see how good my accuracy is.

[bratbeyond]

You'd have to catch me first.

[y_so_standard]

Challenge accepted.

[bratbeyond]

[salutes!] May the best man win.

[y_so_standard]

[A nod, and then. Well, trying to catch him now.]