shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

*yips in agreement*

*playfully bows before @Cordelia Pines *

 

hi.

 

*coughs out of embarrassment*

 

All this arguing is too much. Would anyone like tea to calm their nerves?

 

Too occupied with thinking about fucking me to actually listen to what I was saying. That's where your mind was.

 

((peeks his head back in to see if at least any arguing related to him is done))
(perks up slightly at mention of tea)

 

Ah sir, would you like some? I have noticed your interest at the mention of the word. Haha

 

You've got to admit that it's a silly thing to think. You fuck up sometimes because you're new at living outside a lamp, but you admit it. Cronus reminds me of this dog Carla McCorkle had. It would take a huge dump on the floor and then when you caught it it would sit there looking like it had no idea where all that shit came from.

 

You'll get used to it, eventually. I lost count of how many time he tried to hook up with me.

 

*boops yer nose*

 

Everyone calming down would be fantastic. And tea is also good.

*grins*
If you hadn't noticed, there are specific contexts where I'm not.
*is totally not blushing slightly himself no what are you talking about*

 

You sure?

I mean, I'm not disputing the comparison of Cronus to the dog - that sounds accurate. But... I only stopped arguing with Kumari 'cause, well... Burlesque stepped in and told me to marry Cronus and I had to tell him to fuck off.

*bitter laugh* And did he do it at inappropriate moments like that one too? Or was that just special, for me? Trauma, with a side of Flirting for taste?

 

I'm not...completely obtuse. Usually.

 

*gets startled and resumes panting happily*

 

Ah, yes. There seems to be a few conversation of this "aftermath", but everything is fine. How would you like your tea?

 

I would love some tea!

*beams at you both*

Two wrongs don't make a right, but you weren't unprovoked. You kept on arguing with her past the point of good taste but she kept after Sev past the point of good taste.

 

True. But... I really should've took Mint Green's infuriatingly logical advice and tried to comfort Sev instead. Or something. Not... done that.

 

I think maybe comforting Sev is best left to his diamonds.

 

Well that's good. *grins more*

*ducks his head, cheeks growing slightly darker, pretends he's suddenly got something Very Important to look at on his PAN*

Just a very little bit of sugar? No cream.

 

Besides of the which, I didn't exactly need comforting. Although I could have perhaps said I didn't need anyone jumping to my defense but I... chose not to. Which was possibly not the kindest thing.