OOC: I really don't know what you guys are talking about, Chris was merely asking Matias to check inside his dress. Theres nothing sexual there at all... you pervs!
IC: The Steef obediently said, "Yes oh mighty lord and master, just tell me who exactly to give them too and I'll do your holy command..."
It was nice to get a little respect around here, even if it was from a Slave.
James pointed at the people he addressed, "Hand a drink over to my overseer Gorrck and my fellow guard er.. well the other dude(Mik) I don't know his name! Stop asking stupid questions!"
Suddenly Gorrck shouted, "Hey! Whatsyername! C'mere."
James didn't really care what the Slig had to say but walked over to him anyways. The Slig started talking enthusiastically, "Blah blah blah initiative and responsibility blah blah. Steef blah impressive. Blah blah lunchbreak back."
Hearing what he wanted to hear James said, "Whatever..." and started off towards the mess hall. He grabbed his expresso from the stupid Steef as he passed him. James looked up into the air wondering what if would be like to fly through the sky.
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As Chris tried to seduce Matias a troublesome Intern(Domino) got in between them and said rather cheerfully, "Sorry to interrupt you, sir, but I'd like to share this lovely atmosphere. I'm a poor lost Intern from the streets of Nolybab who never had a home or family. I also once killed someone and feel a great and overwhelming need to be punished for my sin. How might I repent, oh master medic! How might I receive penitentianal punishment?"
Chris just stared at the Intern for a moment wondering why the foolish thing had got in the way of him expressing his love. Before Chris could say anything, however, Matias interrupted, I believe a sufficient repentance would be to search the Vykker in front of me for a Gabbiwog license. He is currently playing rather hard to get."
Chris tried to calm himself down, these two were just irking him to no end. "Heres your stupid license!" Chris reached into his dress where there was a small hidden pocket at the chest. The surgeon pulled out a wallet and from it retrieved a Gobbiwog license and roughly handed it to the Chronicler.
Chris stared angrily at the Intern saying, "Look here you little masochist. I'm a highly respected doctor and don't have time for your petty thrills. You may have assumed by seeing my precious moment with Matias that I was someone you could come to for a cheap fix, but let me clear that image from your head permanently. I'M NOT A WHORE! GET OUT OF MY MEDICAL HUT RIGHT NOW! JIM YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING MUDOKON ESCORT THIS THING OUT OF HERE!"
OOC: Chris is always happy to go along with something someone suggests, but Chris doesn't want to be viewed as a whore.
Denial.
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IC: Jim pushed himself up from the ground weakly having just vomited. Caring as ever Vernel shouted at him, Clean up, beast!"
Jim started using his raggedy towel to clean the mess when he heard Chris scream, "I'M NOT A WHORE! GET OUT OF MY MEDICAL HUT RIGHT NOW! JIM YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING MUDOKON ESCORT THIS THING OUT OF HERE!"
Jim sighed and walked into the tent looking for a thing. Spotting the Intern(Domino) Jim grabbed his arm and said, "Ready to go?"
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