Apping to ataraxion and other things...

[most_feared]

Is pickin' a canon point really that hard? You're gonna have to hurry up because I'm not gonna sit here forever and wait on you. Not after the shit you continuously put me through. Do you think I have time to stand around here all day while you hem and haw over a decision?

I thought not.

Speaking of which, some of those other plans of yours? You're right. I'm not gonna take that well. You better be damn sure you know what you're getting into before you have me find out, because I will not be responsible for your bitching and moaning later if things don't work out the way you like.

...Stop being so over-confident about it. I do have my limits.

And frankly I'd rather be working on those cases you got me wrapped up in. ...Just decided already. And don't point out how you're doing what I'd do. I'm not that indecisive.

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[gottaseethemall]

You should know better than anyone how hard can it be messing with canon points, Agent K.

[most_feared]

You're right there. Though I don't know pickin' this one will affect the fate of Earth one way or another.

I won't even have my suit for it.

[gottaseethemall]

I could help you there but that would entail an extensive questionare on your mun's habits to see which one you're in. At least I can assure you you won't end up becoming a pony. Or marrying Fabio.

[most_feared]

I've never favored the eating habits of people from his planet.

I have turned into a dog, though.

And a woman.

And grown butterfly wings.

And had to shoot someone I was involved with as a mercy killing.

[He'd rather be a dog again than that one.]

[gottaseethemall]

...Where there is death, there will always be death. I'm sorry you had to go through that, Agent K. [....] My mundane asks what kind of dog were you, as she's quite a fan of canines. She offers Rotweiller, but I'm pretty sure I can find one where you're Taco Bell's chihuaha.

[most_feared]

Close. The little- [He makes a motion for the eyebrow dots] -were there. I was a black and tan coonhound.

[gottaseethemall]

[He grins like the dork he is.] My mundane is giggling madly and saying she approves. I do, too. Don't want you to end up like in the one where you and Agent J go in that undercover mission dressed as Vogons. [Shakes his head, more to himself than anything.] All that unnecessary mucus...

[most_feared]

[Such an adorable dork. Kay still meets it with line-face, but line-face doesn't mean he doesn't like you.]

I've already ended up covered in mucus in one game. But Jay wasn't with me.

[A touch sad, if you're good at reading that line-face. He's never been able to keep one around for long.]

[gottaseethemall]

[Have these cute pair of puppies eyes giving you the shiniest sympathy look.]

Even when it comes to games, you'll always be a step ahead in experience. [Is he asking or stating? WHO KNOWS.]

[most_feared]

Yeah. Most of the time.

[Except when personal matters happen. And when those happen he goes from smooth badass to tripping over his own feet.]