text, @TARANTO

[heavyhitter]

ok guys listen i got something i've been thinking about, no one's been able to answer it for me yet
check it out: deer dildos
???
do they use them? it doesn't have to be dildos anything sexy in general, that counts. i'm not buying there's any sentient sexually reproducing species out there that hasn't invented sex toys, so what do deer use. does it have to do with antlers?? i haven't put much thought into deer sex so i'm not working on much here, just tossing out ideas. lemme know, thanks



oh wait one more thing, i really wanna get off this island. i've seen everything and it's boring. these guys suck at technology right? and swimming. oh my god they're so pathetically useless

but WE are way better at both those things! so here's my proposal: we team up and use our evolved smarts and build a floating litter, or popemobile, or something, and get me over to the next island. good, right?? i think we can do it! we got science grandpa AND nerd granduncle running around here, and probably half a dozen other nerds i haven't dug up yet. we can do this. i believe in us. if there's any parties going on on the other islands, let's get me to them.

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[heavyhitter]

come on look for yourself i'm not gonna rehash like 20 conversations for you

(but i will say my favorite one involves snuggling on a horse, that one's gonna be good)

[blacksilk]

That's a shame. I would hope responsibility would fall to you to assemble proper notes.

I won't hold it against you; however, I'm concerned with this plan involving a horse. I thought there weren't proper bridges arranged between islands.

[It was more of a loaded question. He already knew.]

[heavyhitter]

hell no i never signed up for that. and i'm fucking onto you silk you're trying to make me do your work for you

[blacksilk]

I apologize for wielding underhanded methods.

You just seemed very familiar with our allies; much more than I. It couldn't hurt to rely on your amicable personality. Could it?

[heavyhitter]

you never know

anyway if you got questions ask em straight

[blacksilk]

You have me against the ropes.

What information would you mind parting with?

[heavyhitter]

well let's see

i got this great recipe for candy flavored vodka
i do a mean scrambled eggs
i know what house sort of looks like a squatting guy taking a shit, which PROBABLY wasn't intentional on the part of the designer but is still hilarious
i know who around here i can con into kissing me
i know which deer are easiest to impress
i know which flowers the locals smoke

any of these info tidbits sparking any interest? i got more

[blacksilk]

Half of them seem very interesting though I don't feel inclined to tell you which half.

I'd prefer gambling in that instance.

[heavyhitter]

oh nice well maybe i don't feel inclined to give away my hard earned shit to a guy that can't even ask questions on his own

[blacksilk]

I was going to suggest making a game of it, but I suppose it can't be helped if you're inclined to avoid innocent fun.

[heavyhitter]

see if you got something for me you gotta put that up front, otherwise why do i give a shit

what's your game?

[blacksilk]

I'm not as overt in teasing as you are. I'm sorry if I came across as vulgar.

[He wasn't done at all.]

Do you like arm-wrestling?

[heavyhitter]

[ she would laugh about HIM coming across as vulgar, but that question demands an immediate response

and so, immediately: ] hell yeah i do

[blacksilk]

Did you feel like taking a walk or would you rather I do the leg work?

[He already figured her answer. Chrollo was standing and slipping his headband on already.]

[heavyhitter]

i'm by the inn, chop chop buckeroo

Text; - Action

[blacksilk]

Five minutes.

[He arrived, stepping in through the stone mounted doorway while rolling up his sleeve.

He didn't tell Ramir who he was and he didn't know who she was, but he lifted one arm intently and began rolling his sleeve up to his elbow in a display.

He was sure someone would notice.]

[heavyhitter]

[ Lucky for everyone involved, it's also easy to pick out the human that's just strolled in. They're a serious minority around here. And as it turns out, she does know the guy. So much for texting with strangers. ]

Hey! [ She waves a hand from the ridiculously tiny table over against the wall. ] You look like you're craving an arm wrestling match. As it just so happens, I could help with that!

[blacksilk]

Good afternoon. [He imposed himself as much as one might have expected from someone with an informal invitation. Chrollo pulled a stool aside so he could sit. The seats were made for much smaller creatures though it didn't seem all that much unfair. He had seen Kortopi bear the burden of sitting in chairs and behind tables overly large for him. He could stick with that burden awhile.]

You've certainly got my number. I figured it would be fun to give it a try. [Smiling, Chrollo admitted--]

Though, I'm not sure I can beat your excitement.