[07:46] -- tacticalTechnopath [TT] began messaging gunghoThanatoid [GT] at 19:46 --
[07:46] TT: Hey.
[07:46] TT: Are you busy?
[07:46] GT: Oh, me? Not at all!
[07:46] GT: Just pottering about really.
[07:46] GT: Why do you ask?
[07:47] TT: I'm bored.
[07:47] TT: And kind of lonely.
[07:47] TT: Wait let me fix that..
[07:47] TT: I'm dying, Jake.
[07:47] TT: I'm dying and I need love and affection to keep breathing.
[07:47] TT: This is serious business.
[07:47] GT: Well bless my little cotton socks.
[07:47] TT: As a Heart player I am certified to diagnose this.
[07:48] GT: Dont say another word mboy! i am on the way presently!
[07:48] GT: Just dont follow the light ok?
[07:48] GT: And if you hear a choir of angels my advice is to jolly well plug your ears.
[07:48] TT: I'll try to stay strong.
[07:49] TT: Don't know how long I can...
[07:49] TT: Keep...
[07:49] TT: Fighting....
[07:49] GT: Think of the ponies dirk! They need you!
[07:49] TT: If I don't make it, tell Dave...
[07:49] TT: To stop stealing my condoms.
[07:49] TT: And don't let Roxy near me with a Sharpie.
[07:50] GT: Rightho, will do.
[07:50] GT: Botheration though, where are you?
[07:50] GT: Id rather not be too late and have to deal with your bag of bones.
[07:51] TT: Lying on my death bed, obviously.
[07:51] GT: Forward the buffs then!
[07:52] TT: Hurry, Jake.
[07:52] TT: I can't...
[07:52] TT: Hold on....
[07:52] TT: Much.....
[07:52] TT: Longer.
[07:53] GT: *makes a complete ass of himself diving through the halls of the palace, probably pretending to shoot imaginary foes as he sprints up the main stairs. Finally bursting through the doors he yells* The vow i made was for him rothbart!
[07:53] GT: The vow i made was for hiiiiim.
[07:53] GT: Oh there you are!
[07:56] TT: *was actually just playing a boring yet addicting game on his phone before he notices Jake bursting into the room. He discards the phone in favor of coughing dramatically and covering his eyes with one hand*
[07:56] TT: Hey there.
[07:56] TT: *really testing his luck*....Old sport.
[07:58] GT: *shakes his head as he grins, already on his way over to rest a hand on dirk's forehead* Good heavens you really are poorly! Lets check your temperature posthaste.
[07:59] TT: *moves his hand aside to let Jake feel his forehead, coughing again* What do you say, doc?
[08:01] GT: *pretends to think, gnawing thoughtfully on his lip* Oh crumbs, oh mercy me. Yes, it... but no, it couldnt possibly! Well I never.
[08:05] TT: *gasps dramatically* What is it, English?
[08:05] TT: *grabs a hold of his shirt and shakes him a little* Spit it out, man.
[08:07] GT: Im afraid to say it appears to be... *suddenly hefts the taller boy over his shoulder with no little effort* A dreadful case of the cheeky watsit!
[08:08] GT: *wobbly kneed already* And the only cure is a good chucking, mores the pity!
[08:09] TT: *huffs in amusement* Are you sure that's the only cure?
[08:11] GT: Listen my good man i have been in this profession for donkeys years and i think id know when someone was being a lob-worthy so and so.
[08:11] GT: Now where to before i flipping collapse.
[08:15] TT: *smirks and gives Jake's rump a firm squeeze before letting his arms hang limply*
[08:16] TT: How should I know, English?
[08:16] TT: You're the expert here.
[08:18] GT: *doesn't quite make a honking noise but it's close. it is so very close* Right, thats it!! You have forced my hand.
[08:18] TT: Oh really?
[08:20] GT: *there's a big fuschia sofa in here somewhere right of course there is, and you're getting chucked on it young fellow mdirk* Indeed! This is the most severe case i have ever encountered.
[08:21] GT: And desperate times call for desperate measures! *flips him back down, tripping over a bit to land next to him with a very dignified "oof"*
[08:21] TT: *flops on the sofa facefirst* Excuse you. *His voice is totally muffled by the cushions*
[08:22] GT: *adjusts his specs then reaches over to ruffle the anime locks* Excuse yourself, sicky bird!
[08:22] TT: *grumbles* Dude watch the hair.
[08:23] TT: This is pretty much the opposite of treatment.
[08:23] GT: Id say watch the derriere but its a tad late for that!
[08:24] GT: Tell me you dont mean it didnt work though!
[08:24] TT: *sprawls out over Jake's lap, turning over to look up at him* You just killed me, Jake.
[08:24] TT: Worst doctor ever.
[08:24] TT: Zero out of ten.
[08:25] GT: My poor ol' pater always said id be a better soldier then a doctor.
[08:25] GT: But great aunt matilda insisted!
[08:26] GT: *leans in a little* I do apologize.
[08:26] GT: Perhaps i can earn forgiveness from beyond the pearly gates?
[08:26] TT: *his lips quirk up in a small smile* Maybe.
[08:26] TT: You'll have to try really hard, though.
[08:29] GT: I shall pray to the angels of health and fortitude nightly! And buy the biggest goose in the shop for poor little timothy! And- *nose-boop kiss* some other things ill think of later, im sure.
[08:30] TT: *chuckles* Or you could just try this the old fashioned way and kiss me back to life.
[08:35] GT: *reaches up to remove his glasses and tucks them away in a business-like fashion before pulling him into more of a princess carry* I suppose id better then eh? Cant have you suffering further from such a terrible malady as having kicked the bucket.
[08:37] TT: *smirks up at him cheekily, not making much of an effort to act alive aside from his facial expression* Unless you're a real sadist who's actually really happy with all of this.
[08:41] GT: *looks momentarily actually injured by this* Lies and slander! I just want to make sure ive gotten this right.
[08:41] GT: It should work for a prince just as it would for a princess, or so i believe.
[08:42] TT: Damn straight it should.
[08:44] GT: Then as you wish! *moves one hand to hold his face in place before going in for the smooch*
[08:45] TT: *makes him do all the work and only kisses him back when he's close enough to smooch*
[08:50] GT: *Leans back, scanning his face before administering a series of light pecks between words* Did it work? How about now? And if I do this? Or this? Now?
[08:51] TT: *pretends to think about it for a minute* Hmm.
[08:52] TT: *nods slightly* We can't be too certain so soon.
[08:52] TT: Maybe you should try again.
[08:53] GT: *gasps in faux terror* I must! I couldnt face myself if i didnt!
[08:54] GT: Dont leave me and the girls in this dreadful fish palace dirk! *tries a slightly more serious kiss*
[08:55] TT: *raises a hand to cup his cheek lightly and kisses him back*
[08:57] GT: *pulls back, shifting so he can lie a little more comfortably* Are you back in the land of the living yet?
[08:58] TT: *smiles faintly* You did it, Jake.
[08:58] TT: You revived me.
[08:59] GT: *looks to the heavens with an exclamation of joy before hugging him tightly* Oh hallelu!
[09:00] GT: Though i fear youre just as much a silly sausage as ever.
[09:00] TT: *returns the hug* There are just some things you can't cure, dude.