Trollslum Cafe CXII: Hunt for the Hidden Ball Pit

[Rai-CH]

Somerl notices Clukte, and knowing that his friend is quite timid, just gives him a wave. He wouldn't want to walk up to him and make him nervous, after all.

[probableWizardry]

Clukte zones out for a sec, but he waves back to Somerl.

[Rai-CH]

Somerl decides that he's probably safe to walk over.
"<- Oh, hey! Wh^t's up with those sungl^sses? ->"

[probableWizardry]

"I found them. Somebody bwuk must've dropped them."

[Rai-CH]

"<- You just picked up someone else's belongings? Well, th^t's not something I'd do, but" He shrugs, "to e^ch their own, I suppose? ->"
Somerl takes a seat, sinking straight into the beanbag. Why does the cafe even have beanbags.
"<- Wh^t else h^Ve you been up to? ->"

[probableWizardry]

"Us flarpers take what we can get.
Obviously bwuk any sensible bwuk person would have five pairs.
Thats normal."
Pause.
"Hm... Not much, I've taken a break bwuk basically bwuk."
Yet another pause.
"Been bwuk thinking, I goose. Nothin' much, really. You?"

[FubbalyWubbaly]

Chever still continues reading his book. Aww, damn... out of shrimp... oh well

[Rai-CH]

"<- I suppose th^t's ^bout right. I'Ve neVer Fl^rped, but I'Ve he^rd quite ^ few stories from different te^ms I used to ferry. You guys re^lly like the rew^rds ^nd finding things, huh? ->
<- But I'Ve been fine. ^ lot better, ^ctu^lly, seeing ^s well, my ex-moir^il ^nd I pretty much sorted things out. ->"

"<- She... Took it pretty terribly, holding one of my friends host^ge by knifepoint, but it's ^ll oVer, ^t le^st. We got out ^lright. ->"

[probableWizardry]

He finally takes off the sunglasses.
"Well... at least it ended well? Its good that you're feeling better bwuk."

[Rai-CH]

"<- Oh, th^nks. I hope my friend is ^lright too, I h^Ven't seen her since th^t night, ^nd she w^s out of it for most of the time too. ->"
He frowns for a second.
"<- But uh, w^nt ^ drink or something? I'm feeling pretty p^rched. ->"

(( and brb ~30mins )

[probableWizardry]

He nods.
"Yeah, sure!"

[Rai-CH]

"<- Well... Wh^t do you w^nt? One of those cotton c^ndy milksh^ke things? ->"
Somerl honestly cannot remember what they were other than being diabetes in milkshake form.
He waves over a serverbot and for some reason decides to order a pint of beer. Hardcore.

[probableWizardry]

"Huh? those candy-floats? Naw, just a ginger beer bwuk is fine."

[Rai-CH]

"<- Ye^h, those things. They looked like milksh^kes, ^nd t^sted like c^ndy floss, so you know. ->"
He laughs, then orders Clukte's drink.
"<- So, ^nyw^y, how is your Fl^rping going? ->
<- ... W^s it you who w^nted those m^ps, or someone else I t^lked to? Most trolls I t^lk to usu^lly ^sk for the s^me things for some re^son... ->"

[probableWizardry]

"It goes good, we're taking a small break bwuk for now Gentoo is having some issues...
But bwuk yeah, I'm apparently the only one of us that has been bwuk here. Have you got anything interesting?"

[Fexxos Vyront]

==> Kavi: wake up, continue as if you never passed out.
Can do.

Hornit is still here, grumping.
Awwwww is someone's party not going the way he wants?

[Nonesense]

Aaaand Zunnah walks in, looking pretty grumpy actually.
...oh look a Chever. Reading. Something.... hmmm... Zunnah sneaks over, trying to read over his shoulder.
Oh man.. No. Not at a time like this.
AH...
CHOOOOOO!

Right next to Chevers antenna too. Zunnah just stands there awkwardly, covering his mouth with his hand... This plan failed so badly.

[Rai-CH]

"<- Oh, not much. Still helping th^t Indigoblood with her odd jobs ^nd such, ^nd working up the funds to buy ^ new s^ilbo^t. I sold ^ few old things I didn't need ^nymore", which equates to 'everything Aliesa bought him', by the way, "^nd got quite ^ bit for them. I think I'm ^lmost there! ->"
Somerl grins. Oh, how he can't wait to be out on the water once more.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

GyAAYYaa!!
Oh, gosh!!! the loudest sound ever!!!!! AARRGGG!!!!!- oh, its just a sneeze...
Chever jumps in his seat, almost throwing the book into the air
Gahh...... Zunnah! you almosstt sscared me tto deatth tthere

[Nonesense]

Zunnah moves away from the antenna and sits down across Chever.
I-I-I d-didn't m-mean to shir... b-but I c-couldn't help it..
... He proceeds to have a staring contest with the table. Gosh, this is so awkward.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

Chever settles down and places the book on the table the title easy to read... it appears to be some sort of romance novel... Chever's into that stuff?
r1ghtt near my antenna ttoo.... well... how are you ffeel1ng? tthe hangovver gone?

[Fexxos Vyront]

Ugh. Highblood/lowblood socialization. Hemotraitorism at its best.
Hornit slams a fist on his table and shouts for a servebot.

[Nonesense]

Zunnah notices the book title... did he read that right? Seriously? A romance novel? What is this...
He drags his eyes off of the book and focuses on Chever.
I f-feel better a-already.. w-well my lushush got mad at me b-but... I'll jusht shtay away from my hive for a few daysh I gueshsh...

[probableWizardry]

"I bet bwuk it'll be bwuk a great time when you finally do get back bwuk to sailing!"

[Rai-CH]

"<- Of course it will! ->"
Somerl has very high hopes for the future.
"<- Hey, I'll m^ke sure to t^ke you out on ^ trip one night too, if you'd like? Or if your Fl^rp te^m needs to go somewhere, then I'll giVe you guys ^ lift, free of ch^rge! ->"