on an on-a-whim reserve at Abax

[thistriggersme]

Babe, I get it. I do. Maybe it's the leather. Maybe it's that you haven't written a wildly ridiculous action scene in a few years and if there's a job I'm perfect for, it's ridiculous action scenes. Hell, maybe it's my charm and rapier wit.

But I feel like I've gotta be the voice of reason here, and that's your first problem right there. You see your inbox? It looks like my voicemail after Happy Hour at the local shots bar. You sure you can keep up?

You're just jumping at the chance to get me waking up naked. Admit it. There's no shame in that. Just go with it.

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[trythebackdoor]

[...

Sam's torn between snerking madly and being genuinely impressed. That's... some ego you've got there.]

Rapier wit?

[thistriggersme]

[Hey, he tries. Possibly a little too hard.]

Hey, man, we've all got our strengths. Yours is apparently making a glowing catsuit look semi-flattering - mine is 'quality purveyor of bullshit'.

[trythebackdoor]

What, this? Standard issue.

[Open grin. Not much point hiding it now, and he can appreciate a fellow purveyor of bullshit.]

[thistriggersme]

[Arms folded, openly smirking right now. A man who appreciates an art form - he can get behind that.]

Well, colour me impressed. Gonna go out on a limb here and guess at my end of the mindspace, not even dignity comes standard.

[trythebackdoor]

[Alright Dante, you're good people. Or, well. Sam's kind of people.]

Heh. Sorry, man. That's muns for you.

[The more they like you... well, let's just say Sam's not complaining about his own place in the far back corner of the headspace.]

Sadists, all of them.

[thistriggersme]

I guessed that much. Been a while since I've been around here - doesn't look like much ever changes. Octopus infested summer camps, monster-infested cities - a guy can't catch a break.

[Marcy was actually a sq.... you know what, never mind. Anyway, Dante doesn't look at all put out about any of this.]

[loyal_credo]

Somehow through all your nonsense you manage to give a bit of reasonable advice, Son of Sparda. Impressive.

[Now please, no more talk of you naked. Thanks.]

[thistriggersme]

[Come on, Credo, don't be like that. Don't ruin other people's enjoyment.]

What can I say, I'm just full of surprises. Some of them are even pleasant.

[loyal_credo]

On that I can actually agree with you.

[I will be 'like that' if I please, Dante.]

Perhaps you can motivate your mundane to work at her inbox before it becomes over cumbersome. More so than it may be.