You stink mundane

[notflatchested]

Not this again. How many times do I have to tell you that I am not going to a haunted house or a haunted hotel. I don't care how much "fun" you think it will be. Why not a nice game without cannibal monsters trying to kill me?

[ Fuu huffs and crosses her arms, looking thoroughly displeased. Someone remind why she can't punch her mundane right in the friggin' face?? ]

What? I don't care if that sounds boring. Boring is good. Boring means not getting kidnapped, beaten, or who knows what else? I'm just going to sit here and hope you forget about me.

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[saystoomuch]

Does that happen often? That they just forget about us?

[Not that some muses give their mun the chance to, Elena]

[notflatchested]

I don't know. Mine's been waffling on me for a while. First there was the farming game which sounded pretty interesting. [ As in nothing bad happens kind of interesting. ] The hugging game might have been fun, but she got busy and that didn't happen.

So - maybe?

[ Fuu - you're so helpful. ]

Where does yours want to send you?

[saystoomuch]

Hmm. I suppose it's as much on us, then, to decide whether we want them to or not.

At the moment it's between a sex city, if she can figure out some of the details, or possibly that haunted house place you mentioned. Which...I'd prefer to avoid but apparently that's not my choice to make.

[Not that she's bitter]

But either way, I'm not going anywhere permanent for a while. Something about needing to practice or something.

[notflatchested]

Oh that place with the mirco-er whatever things? [ SHUDDER ] I think that's the one place she isn't considering. Well for me anyway. Apparently I'd be more "fun" running around trying to not die.

[ SNORT HUFF SCOWLY FACE. ]

She might even try to drag one or both of my bodyguards which I'm not sure if I should think that's a good thing or not.

[saystoomuch]

I'm not exactly thrilled about it either but my boss is there and she seems to like the place more than most so who knows.

[See her pretend to be oh-so casual about that first part]

Well, I hear it's supposed to be easier with familiar faces around. Assuming they're the right familiar faces.

[notflatchested]

Huh - you don't know Mugen. He tends to make any situation he's in worse.

[ She grumbles - perhaps too much. Truly she'd be glad to have them there, but saying that is a whole different story. ]

I know! Let's go on strike!

[saystoomuch]

Hence the right familiar faces. Trust me there are people from home I'd rather not run into any time soon.

[Such a liar, even if it would devolve into arguments within about two seconds. Also great job admitting that to someone who shares a headspace with one of them, Elena.

In the meantime, what is this on strike she speaks of?]

Can we do that?

[notflatchested]

I don't see why not? I mean it's not like they own us or anything!

[ >_> ]

Right?

[saystoomuch]

Well no. But we are in their heads.

[Which doesn't seem the easiest place to stage a protest]

[notflatchested]

Yeah, but if we're in their heads then we can - I don't know - make life really annoying for them?

[ Sound tactician Fuu is not. Which might explain why she gets kidnapped all the time. ]

[saystoomuch]

Trust me, if that worked then we would know about it by now.

[She wouldn't put it past Reno to try something like that, after all]

[notflatchested]

[ He might if he weren't so busy drooling over the half dressed demon lady all the time. M E N. Huff. ]

Maybe no one has tried hard enough? Singing bad show tunes, reciting bad poetry - singing the "Song That Doesn't End" over and over again?

[saystoomuch]

[Funny because where Elena's sitting those all sound a lot like ideas he'd use or encourage in others]

You can try if you like. I'm not sure I wouldn't end up hating myself before it did anything useful.

[notflatchested]

[ Yeah well, Fuu is a bit of special case.

Or she's been around Mugen too long. ]

It has to be worth a try. I mean it's that or sex city or haunted mansion and face eating.

[saystoomuch]

Where exactly did face eating come into anything?

[She's just going to focus on that. That part, she might know what to do with]

[notflatchested]

They're monsters and cannibals; of course there's face eating.

[ Not that she knows for sure, but - WHO WANTS TO???]

[saystoomuch]

Only if you let them get close enough.

[Excuse you, monsters, she's too pretty to have her face eaten]

[notflatchested]

Somehow I don't think throwing my shoes will help in this case.

[ See, Fuu is fierce, but Fuu can't fight for shit. ]

[saystoomuch]

Not unless they like the taste of leather, no.

[That's what guns are for. Not that she even particularly needs those either]

[notflatchested]

[ That's Fuu staring at the gun all fascinated and shit. ]

Oooo what's that?

[saystoomuch]

Seriously, you've never seen a gun before?

[This isn't even anything special. Standard Turk issue which granted may be a touch better than other standard Shinra weapons but still nothing to get excited about]

[notflatchested]

Not one like that. I mean I've seen Reno's - from a distance and I am not going anywhere near that vampire.

[ He's scary okay? ;; ]

[saystoomuch]

..If you've seen Reno's, you've seen mine, more or less.

[Unless Reno's has changed any.]

What vampire?

[notflatchested]

This guy [ Fuu helpfully provides a visual aid. ]

He has two guns. [ a beat ] I don't think he actually needs them though.

[ MOVING ON FROM TALL, DARK, AND CREEPY.]

Huh, I think I need one of those.

[saystoomuch]

[Oh god that is terrifying, and Elena can quite understand why Fuu wouldn't want to ask anything of him.

So instead, time to cause trouble for her fellow Turk]

Steal Reno's. He won't miss it, I'm sure.

[Not with half-naked demon lady around and if that's the only defence he has then it's his own fault for not being properly prepared]