on the premiere (spoilers in comments)

[wisper]

Heh, uh, wow, where do I even start? I was wrong, before: now sounds like a good time to take that vacation. Maybe I'll visit Prague, I hear it's not so bad this time of year. This, though -- this is why I don't really do parties. It seems like whenever there's dancing involved, it more and more often ends in tragedy. [ Like Vex's outfit. Ahem. ]

Ah -- that's about it. Here's to a new era, I suppose. I'm looking forward to seeing how this goes in the next few weeks. And not just for my sake, of course, but all that isn't really any of my business.

Cheers,
Findlay

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[onteamdyson]

Says the guy that didn't get chased around by slithery Sulu! Thanks for the support, pal.

[wisper]

But is that really worse than a spiked codpiece?

[onteamdyson]

Hey! Don't be hating on the outfit! He did what he could without my expert advice and desperately-needed sanity.

At least the shoes were cute. Hey, can't we talk about how totally freakin' AWESOME I am instead of spiked, leather crotch decorations?

[wisper]

Sure. I'll start: I didn't even realise you could dance like that. I wonder how long all three of you rehearsed. [ THE NOTION IS HILARIOUS TO HIM but he is impressed really ]

[onteamdyson]

Wow, shut up. You don't need to rehearse when you can just feel the rhythm-- Haha, yeah, no, I have no idea how the hell that even happened. And I DID it. As pointless as it was, I still looked super hottastic.

[wisper]

And spontaneously channelled some fireworks, as well. That was special.

[onteamdyson]

Y-yeaaaaaaah... how about that. I just really know how to put on a show. Give the people what they want! And what they want is sparkley lights. Guess I just picked that up from you? [And not from a creepy, badtouch hustler with a jar of fae junk.]

[wisper]

You need to be very careful, Kenzi.

[onteamdyson]

It's a little late for that, isn't it? Deal's done. I got suckered. I kinda have more important things to worry about. Like Bo.

[wisper]

[ Oh, Kenzi. Con conned by a con. He has faeled as a... faether... ] True enough, that's pretty pressing, too. It's just a shame I can't give you a hand.

[onteamdyson]

[It's the first time it's ever happened! She is typically unconable, okay? It was an emergency...]

Yeah, well, thems the breaks. [Shrug.] I bet there's a bunch of rugrats around that need you way more than I do with all this faerocious bullshiz going on. I'll be fine. I'll figure it out. But hey, if you wanted to wisp the douchebag into the woods and off a cliff, I wouldn't complain.

[wisper]

Hah -- yeah, ah, I'll keep my books open just in case. You're sure you'll be fine?

[onteamdyson]

Sure as shit, my friend. Scout's honour. [Look at her holding up her hand like a scout despite never actually being in scouts.] You know I can take care of myself.

[wisper]

I know, and you know I like to make sure. [ HOW HE DO. You're like one of the only adults he actively worries about, CONGRATS. ]

[onteamdyson]

I know. [THANKS! Pretty impressive. She appreciates it, really.] I thought imaginary friends were supposed to disappear after puberty. [KISP!]

[wisper]

[ O-oh! Blushu. ] Ah -- wow, you know that's the first time you've acknowledged that out loud? I kind of assumed we weren't talking about it.

[onteamdyson]

In meta-land, why the hell not. Anywhere else, say a freakin' word about it and you earn a voucher for one free junkpunch! [PEEPS DON'T NEED TO KNOW THAT YOU KNOW ABOUT HORRIBLE UPBRINGING and Kenz doesn't need any reminders.]

Most people would call this favouritism, you know.

[wisper]

Noted. And kids generally don't come back to haunt me like this, but you're pretty persistent. And, uh -- one of the few to actually have seen me, so...

[wedgie]

What's not your business? What new era? What did I miss?

[wisper]

Uh -- I don't know, have you been outside at all in the last week?

[wedgie]

Wh-- Ff-- Psh-- What kind of a ridiculous question is that? Of course I have! [Awkward shifty eyes] That's just ridiculous, Findlay. Ridiculous.

[wisper]

[ MMMMHMM. ] Then you knew that Evony is dead.

[wedgie]

[NERVOUS HELIUM BALLOON SCREECHING]

M-mmhmm. Of course. I ... was aware. Of that. Yes. I most definitely-- WHEN?! HOW? WHY? What will we do without her radiant beauty guiding us as a community towards a better and brighter tomorrow? Oh, Evony-- [Is he... is he crying? He's totally kinda crying.]

[wisper]

[ Oh god. Wedgeley. He's trying so hard to keep a straight face for you. ] Ah. Some kind of accident, I heard. Are you... alright?

[wedgie]

My dark, glimmering angel is DEAD and I had no idea. How could I possibly be alright?! [He sinks to his knees, hanging his head and sniffling.] What... what kind of accident? Was it quick? Was it painless?

[wisper]

[ All of a sudden he's not sure who he's more embarrassed by: Wedgie or Vex. Let him just... edge back a step. ] I doubt anyone but the new Morrigan knows. Which appears to be the Mesmer, Vex, by the way.