Trollslum Cafe CIX: Try Our Meat Surprise Special

[illogicalInsomniac]

She frowns slightly. But wouldn't it just... suggest some sorta affiliation wi' the Subjugs? Then again, if confusin's what yer goin' for, what can I say? You got it.

[Fexxos Vyront]

Fexxos, stop curling up in your booth like that. You look like a prime target that way.
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Tetret sits by Zunna.
I'm nOoOt gOoOing away until yOoOu talk tOoO me...

[probableWizardry]

i don't claim to know hohow the minds of my friends work.
He shrugs.
anyway, i shohohould be going, i'm needed back at my hihive soon as it is.
He gets out of his seat and makes his way out, ducking under the door.

[Rai-CH]

Charon walks into the cafe, taking a seat in his usual booth.
The serverbots know his order by now too, so a coffee is already placed on his table.

[DragonSlime]

wEll thAt cOUld jUst bE sOmE bAd lUck, Or mAybE It's jUst hOw pEOplE ArE ArOUnd hErE. I'm prEtty sUrE If yOU sEArch And Ask A lOt, yOU'll fInd sOmE grOUps Of pEOplE thAt dOn't lIkE lOwblOOds.

[Nonesense]

... leasht I won't be alone...
Zunna stares at the table. Must. find. good. lie.
His mind refuses and remains blank.
Sho! How are you?
Obvious topic change is obvious.

[Fexxos Vyront]

Charon. Yes. Safe option.
Fexxos sliiiides out of his booth and starts making his way over to the limeblood.
Because I'm cruel, there's still time for an ambush if someone wants.
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Until yOoOu tell me what'SsS wrOoOng, Zu, I'm nOoOt SsSaying.
YOoOu SsShOoOuldn't have tOoO be afraid tOoO talk tOoO me.
Tertet's not dropping this.

[CrazedWormHole]

O--- I am nOt lOOking fOr Ones dat hate dem. I simply need sOmeOne dat dOes nOt sympathize vid dem. ---O

[Rai-CH]

Charon gives Fexxos a wave.
"HeY THeRe! HoW'Ve You BeeN?"

[Nonesense]

Zunna proceeds searching for patterns on the wooden table.
Time to tinker some more time to complete his lie.
Sho... I take it your armsh good?

[illogicalInsomniac]

Alrighty, see ya. She waves goodbye, then decides to head hiveward as well.

[DragonSlime]

Oh, I kIndA tAkE thEm As thE sAme thIng. wEll I hAvE tO gO fEEd my lUsUs, sO I hOpE yOU hAvE lUck In yOUr bUsInEss!
If only she knew, she wouldn't say that.
Either way she left, as her author has to take care of a dog.

[Fexxos Vyront]

Fexxos carefully sits down, his Scythe rotating behind him slowly.
<...> Oh... not much diƒƒerent... I ju§t ki§§ed a mo§tly complete §tranger and hated it. <...>
<...> You¿ <...>
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As if in half-answer to Zunna's question, Tetret lifts the arm, then crosses both.

[Rai-CH]

Charon appears a tiny bit concerned by the presence of the scythe, but chooses to ignore it.
"WeLL, NoTHiNG aS iNTeReSTiNG aS THaT, THaT'S FoR SuRe!"
He laughs.
"iS iT Too eaRLY To CoNGRaTuLaTe You oN THe PoSSiBLe BLaCK FeeLiNGS?? THiS iS BLaCK We'Re TaLKiNG aBouT, RiGHT?"
And then cue a coffeesip.
"BuT i HaVeN'T BeeN uP To aNYTHiNG iNTeReSTiNG, THouGH."

[Nonesense]

And as an answer Zunna headdesks violently.
Ouch.
Okay. Time to.. LIE.
I-I wash on my way to my hive when shome greenblood attacked me. I think he wash drunk or shomething. Shmelled of alcohol.
This is going pretty well. With his face against the table you can't see his eyes or expression.
And he had a knife and h-he..
Zunna lifts his shirt a bit to reveal a lovely bandage covering a stab wound, with brown blood stains around it.
b-but it'sh all okay now.

[Fexxos Vyront]

Fexxos whips the blade around like a sawblade, and drives it into the table behind him. Damn, boy. You gots issues.
<...> Belive me, Charon, b- ehem. Buzz-breath i§ certainly ƒar ƒrom a candidate ƒor mate§prit§hip. I'm not ma§ochi§tic. <...>
That he knows of.
He's wrong, by the way. To some slight degree. It's why he keeps coming here.
<...> Nothing¿ §ometime§ with you nothing mean§ §omething that you don't want to talk about. <...>
<...> I do the §ame thing. I know better. <...>
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Tetret, that's the best you're gonna get out of him, don't push it.
He sighs and decides to listen to the voice of reason.
I'm SsSOoOrry tOoO hear that, Zunna. I wiSsSh there waSsS mOoOre I cOoOuld dOoO.

[Nonesense]

I-It'sh okay. I'm doing fine now. Jusht a tad bit shad... but I think that'sh natural..
Zunna finally raises his head. O hey. He's actually kind of happy looking now.
He pats Tetrets shoulder... because his head is too far away.

[Rai-CH]

"oH No, NoTHiNG ReaLLY MeaNS NoTHiNG THiS TiMe."
Charon is surprisingly issue-free for once.
"iT'S JuST BeeN ReaLLY BoRiNG aRouND MY HiVe. i JuST FeeL LiKe i NeeD SoMeTHiNG NeW To Do."
He frowns, leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling.
"MaYBe i SHouLD GeT BaCK iNTo FLaRP. i'Ve BeeN MeaNiNG To FoR PeRiGeeS, BuT i'Ve HeaRD THaT THe LoCaL RiNGS HaVe CHaNGeD, So iT'LL Be HaRDeR To GeT iNTO, i THiNK."

[Weeaboo]

Ah yes, the cafe.
The best place to be when you want to add insult to injury.
Which is exactly why Ancois is here!

He sits down and keeps an eye on Zunnah.

[Fexxos Vyront]

Fexxos shudders.
<...> §o I hear. I quit, again. I'm not going back to the mindle§§ killing. I've had enough oƒ that, and I reccomend you back out, too. <...>
Fexxos doesn't want to lose the closest thing he presently has to a Moirail.
Charon is a whore-rail.
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Tetret makes a face.
Hm. If yOoOu're SsSure...
He hugs Zunnah.

[Nonesense]

Commence awkward hug.
Aaaand Zunna spots Ancois from the corner of his eye.
WHY
But then he just focuses on hugging Tetret.
I-I'm shure. Sh-shorry for making you worry.

[Rai-CH]

Someone should really tell Charon that he has a problem with acting pale towards absolutely everyone.
"WeLL, iF You DoN'T WaNT Me To, THeN i CaN PaSS oN iT."
Seeing as he'll probably end up dead if he does rejoin the Flarp scene. He's pretty out of practice.

[Weeaboo]

Ah, cheesecake. What a rick dish. He savors each bite, glaring at Zunnah. A deathglare.

[CrazedWormHole]

Roksum is now alone at his table, finishing up his sandwich.

[Fexxos Vyront]

Really, he's gone too far.
<...> Thank you. I'd like to §ee you alive the next time I §ee you. <...>
He shifts a little, and his stomach growls.
When was the last time he ate.
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He shifts to pat Zunnah's hat.
NOoO, nOoO. NOoO wOoOrrieSsS...I waSsS juSsSt cOoOncerned that yOoOu might have run intOoO trOoOuble with the blueblOoOOoOd again...
Hint hint.