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[strangeboy]

I should be angry at you, right? I should be insulted. Really, largely insulted because you like me because I'm-- what'd you say? "Dumb" and "cute like a puppy." Seriously? That's rude.

But I guess I can overlook it since this place seems awesome and almost everyone's there already! Where's Porthos, though? And what do you mean, you might not do my application? You created me; you better follow through!

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[thestormcomes]

[Well, well, look who we've got here: The newest inductee into the Maison du Roi. Athos tries to keep the smile from his face.]

Insulted, are you? Join the ranks, plenty of us feel the same.

[Although Athos has frequently been likened to a surly cat, rather than a...what was it? "Cute puppy?"]

[strangeboy]

[That's because he is a surly cat. D'Artagnan, on the other hand, most definitely is not a cute puppy.

Most of the time.]

Glad to hear it!

[He smiles, because yeah, Athos, he can see your smile and you trying to hide it and it's not working. D'Artagnan knows you. Knows.]

So. Did you miss me?

[thestormcomes]

[Knows him? Not well enough, we're afraid. And certainly not Biblically.]

In a manner of speaking.

[His way of saying "Yes, I suppose so, but don't let anyone know I said it."]

Aramis and I have been faring well, but good company is indeed difficult to come by.

[strangeboy]

[Cue a stupid smile because Athos called him 'good company.']

I am glad to hear you and Aramis have been well. These, uh, events have been kind to you, I trust?

[airshipswank]

Angry? When we will finally have a chance... to pick up where we left off.

[ Such a rude interruption that was. ]

[strangeboy]

[D'Artagnan's eyebrow is so high on his face it's disappearing into his scene girl bangs.]

You know, you shouldn't hold grudges. You should let things go. All those bad feelings are.....bad...for you...

[airshipswank]

[ Wow. Way to blow his mind with eloquence there. ]

And here I thought you were merely their bait, but now I see you... are a wordsmith as well!

[strangeboy]

[Whatever. Nice pompadour, weirdo.]

Yeah, I'm more important than you think. Obviously.

yessss come to uuussss

[hamburellakind]

hmm yeah i think cute like a puppy is right.
you've got a michael cera thing going on.

[strangeboy]

[YOU'VE MADE HIM POUT, NOW HE'S A POUTING PUPPY.]

Michael Cera? Who is he?

[hamburellakind]

an actor.
actually i kinda stole that from kurt.
but i stole it and i agree so there we go.
the evaluation stands.
just don't have poppop in the attic.

[strangeboy]

Who's Kurt? What's a poppop?

consider away!!

[surgicalprodigy]

Mine calls me cute like a puppy, too! It's not really a bad thing.

We'd be happy to have you aboard, whoever you are. This ship is big enough for everyone!

[strangeboy]

The name's D'Artagnan. I have more of a problem with the "dumb" aspect.

[surgicalprodigy]

At least your own canon didn't call you dumb.

[ because he had bright red text with MORON in caps lock under his name! ]

I'm Alan.

[strangeboy]

We do not have speaking cannons where I am from.

[Because really, that would suck. Can you imagine the sounds they'd make when shooting cannonballs? Does it hurt?

And D'Artagnan's been called dumb by people in his canon plenty of times. It's kind of his schtick. Don't feel bad, Al.]

It is nice to meet you, Alan.

[donttestme]

...

[Chell looks almost pitying. You want to be here?]

[She's also not going to rule out the thoughts this kid's mun has on him yet.]

[strangeboy]

[Blink. Blinkblink. He turns his head and then turns back to her.]

Are you in need of assistance?

[donttestme]

[Chell shakes her head, smiling faintly. Kid doesn't know what he's getting into.]

You will, if you get here.

[Not a threat, just a statement of fact.]

[not_apriest]

Soon we'll all be here, with nobody left behind to protect the king.

[strangeboy]

I believe the Queen is more than capable of that.

[not_apriest]

Fair enough. But she can't send nubile women to seduce you into suicide missions to accomplish those ends.

[brass_balls]

[ Well, at least somebody's excited to be going to Wonderland. ]

I've been wondering along the same lines meself. [ Brace yourself for a Cockney accent as thick as the London smog. ] My own mundane's the sort who'll jump on an idea, and then ride it for all of a day or two before she spots another one.

[strangeboy]

[WHOA MAN, what an accent.]

I'm....sorry. It's annoying, I find. The indecisiveness.

[brass_balls]

[ You're one to talk, mister Frenchman-American. ]

Ahh, no need to be sorry. If she gives up on me, it'll let me go home and get some work done.

[ He nods to D'Artignanginangn. ]

I hope yours stops faffing around, though, if you're keen on going. Bill McDonagh, by the way.

[ He doffs his cap and offers his hand smartly. ]