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[withlust]

Just...shut up. I'll get good and drunk if I want to. Beats the hell outta sitting around, waiting for you to come up with another insane idea. You're certifiable, I swear.

--touch that bottle and I'll...well, I dunno what yet, but it'll be unpleasant. Leave it alone.



And for the love of God, get that damned cat outta my place. You know I'm allergic to those furballs!

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[controledfreak]

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I always find it interesting when creatures of order desire soporifics. It is as though the reality of their circumstances becomes overbearing to their psyche and they need a reprieve into chaos.

Also that last part is obviously an idle threat that I am sure your puppeteer will no doubt ignore. HEHE

[withlust]

I live in chaos enough, thanks. I don't need more of it.

And she'll probably ignore it all. I know how it works. But at least I said it, which counts for something.

[controledfreak]

You are of order, just as I am of chaos. This is immutable fact and is as true as the ages.

Does it count for something? What does it count for?
You are of order, just as I am of chaos. This is immutable fact and is as true as the ages.

Does it count for something? What does it count for?

[withlust]

...sorry. I left philosophy behind in college.

[controledfreak]

What's philosophy?

[withlust]

The whole "why am I here, what is my purpose" train of craptastic thought.

[controledfreak]

That has a NAME?

[withlust]

Yep.

[controledfreak]

And creatures of order call us weird.

[withlust]

I'm pretty sure all "creatures" are weird, in some way.

[incubo]

Not sure the threatening works all that much.

[withlust]

Well, logic and reason are damned sure out.

[incubo]

Yeah, pretty much. You're now officially kinda' your writer's bitch.

[withlust]

Said one to another, hm?

[incubo]

It's not even the good kinda' bitch, either. I wouldn't give a shit if I was at least getting a regular fuck outta' the deal, but she likes me to starve.

[withlust]

Sounds positively horrible, that.

[Disparaging tone is oh-so-go.]

[incubo]

Uh, yeah it is. You try going hungry all the time, see how much you like it.

[withlust]

...hungry for what? Food's not that hard to come by, y'know.

[incubo]

Dude, I don't eat veggies and shit. I mean, I can, it just doesn't do jack for me. I'm an incubus, I eat.. you know, sex, pleasure, whatever.

Jesus H. Christ, if only my life was that fucking simple again. I'd kill to enjoy a pizza.

[withlust]

[...oh. Well, hi cousin. Even if this particular relative lives in absolute and total denial.]

...oh. Um. Well, then. Visit a brothel? Call an escort service? ...date, even?

[It was the best response he could come up with on such short notice, God.]

[incubo]

[ sup, bro. ]

Dude, how much money do you think I make? .. Anyway, nah, man, nightclubs and bars are the way to go. There's always people that don't need much encouragement to fuck.

[ and dating is not an option for finch. way too complicated. ]

[withlust]

I'll...take your word for it. I quit the club scene a while back.

[Too busy fighting off hiding from the entire damned place to enjoy it.]

[incubo]

Well, you do what you gotta' do to eat, right? And since I don't kill, I gotta' eat a lot.

[withlust]

But diets are all the rage these days.

[Surreal as hell conversation, it was better to just go with it.]

[watersacrificed]

Arguing with Muns never seems to work, no matter how much you want it to.

[withlust]

Yeah, I know. But I'm not gonna just sit back and let her run over me, either.

[watersacrificed]

Didn't say you can't fight back or rebel in some way. I mean, it's the only thing one can do for a little bit of fun.

...How are you doing otherwise?

[withlust]

"Fun". There's a word for it. [A snort.]

Other than sitting here planning on getting hammered off my ass? Not too bad, considering. [Sarcasm, hear it?]

[watersacrificed]

[Oh she can hear it alright.]

Look, it may not be the best situation, but its better than most people. And at least here, you're able to talk to others. That's gotta be a start.

[withlust]

Unfortunately, I'm not the most social ape on the planet. All things considered, I think I'm better off that way. [Sorry, Aqua; there are mountains of self-depreciation blocking the way here.]

[watersacrificed]

You sure about that? You're being pretty social right now and being alone...it's not the best. If you're not careful you might lose your mind that way.

[withlust]

I have my moments. [A snort.] If I was going to go insane, I'd have done it years ago.

[watersacrificed]

[Rolls her eyes.] I get the feeling you're insane now.