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[uberboned]

[There's a long pause before Gabe actually speaks, because he wants everyone to hear the DULCET STRAINS OF 70'S DISCO BLARING FROM SOMEWHERE IN HIS ROOM. When he speaks over it, he kinda has the tone of a man at the end of his rope. Pay attention, children. This doesn't happen often.]

Someone on this boat  thinks they're a comedian and it's not me.

Dean, do I need to kill you 500 more times?

[NO, DEAN. HE DOESN'T KNOW IT WAS YOU, BUT WHO ELSE WOULD STICK SOMETHING WITH LYRICS LIKE "BURN, BABY, BURN" IN HIS ROOM. :|]

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GABRIEL'S ANNOYANCE MAKES FOR FREUDIAN TYPOS.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

C'mon. What's one kidney between old friends, Azi?

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

'One kidney' is lacking a certain sense of proportion.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

You're very British, Az. Has anyone ever told you that?

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

You did. Yesterday.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Right.

So about Dean's kidney...

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

This is probably a silly question, but don't you ever feel above that sort of response?

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I killed a guy with the Incredible Hulk because he beat his wife. And you don't even wanna know what I did to the frat boy who couldn't stop hazing nerds. This? Is small potatoes, my friend.

I'm not really gonna steal the kid's kidney, by the way. This is stress relief! See? I feel better already!

[Pause. Music continues.]

....I am so close to erasing the 70's from existence. Or shooting myself in the head. It won't work, but maybe my vessel's ears will ring so much, I won't be able to hear for a week!

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

[lol ignoring the first part of that, because it's making him go, 'ERK'.]

You're welcome to use my lodgings until a solution is found, if you'd like. I spend most of my time in the library regardless. Sleep being unnecessary and all that.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[IT'S HARD OUT THERE FOR A TRICKSTER, AZ.]

Thanks, but I'll probably just wander. Sleep's not a big deal. It's just irritating.

I forgot our lols. but Gabe is such a pimp.

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

I do find it strange that you can't simply... will it away. I wonder how he managed that.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

No idea. Probably talked to the Admiral. Max kept me locked out of her room for a week thanks to him.

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

I'll make an attempt myself if you'd like me to.

Who's Max?

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Be my guest. I'll suffer the humiliation if you manage to pull it off, because it's better than my brain leaking out my ears.

She's a friend. [THAT HE HAS A GIANT CRUSH ON, BUT SHH.] She didn't take too well to the whole, 'I lied about being a god' thing.

WOULD HE SUCCEED? I DON'T KNOW WHAT DEAN DID XD

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

I'm not about to taunt you with it. I'll be over momentarily.

Imagine that. She must be a friend if being barred from her room was that troubling.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT DEAN DID EITHER. AND NICCI'S ASLEEP. XD

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

Well, I'm kinda persistent when people pretty much insist they don't want me around. It's a thing.

WE'LL JUST... PUT THAT OFF THEN >__>

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

Clearly you connected with her on some level.

UM. YES. >___>

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

She beat up Alastair. I like that in a girl.

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

Did she? How altruistic of her.

I can see how that'd endear her to you, certainly.