Decima: Talk to your irritating Kismesis about serious matters ===>
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bC: Demitr? You around?
bE: Yes.
bC: Might I steal a few moments of your time? I was wondering how Hybris is doing...
bE: It seems as though you're already doing that. His condition is not critical but he has not woken from his coma as of yet, thanks to that clown of yours.
bC: My clown was acting like a moirail, and I stopped him as soon as I realized he went aggressive.
bC: and you could have told me to fuck off, and assuming your tending our mutual quadrant, I would have.
bE: There isn't much tending to do at the moment.
bE: The nurses here are perfectly capable of changing his IV drip themselves. Unlike you, I plan to let them do their jobs.
bE: In case you didn't read it right the first time, let me repeat myself. He's in a coma. Not much tending to do.
bC: I read your statement perfectly well the first time, and honestly if there was a way to bypass your snark right now, I would. My patience is thin enough as it is, I am worried about Hybris and cannot see to him myself.
bE: Good. He's better off without you constantly hovering around him. Besides, the nurses and doctors here are a lot better than what you might be able to find above water anyway.
bC: Part of the reason I instructed you to take him to an Oceanic facility in the first place.
bE: I would have done it anyway.
bE: By the way, your moirail, you should keep tighter reins on him.
bC: You have no right talking about Blanco like a domesticated bark beast. None.
bC: Not without much more perspective.
bE: Oh no, I wasn't speaking in that way.
bE: I meant it as more of a warning.
bC: Is this seriously where this conversation is going?
bC: Empty threats are not becoming of you, Demitr
bE: You're right, they aren't.
bE: But they're what you apparently want to hear right now and I assure you, you aren't hearing them right now.
bC: ...
bC: And you apparently aren't hearing my statement on needing perspective, or you wouldn't be making threats I know to be hollow, given said unobtained perspective.
bE: Alright, fine.
bE: You'll know just how hollow they are when you find your moirail with a hole through his abdomen.
bC: I will kill you, if he doesn't kill you first.
bC: And I do not mean that in some metaphorical blackflirt bullshit sort of way.
bC: Seriously, I have had it up to here having to stand between my quadrants over misunderstandings and poor communication!
bE: You're welcome to try.
bE: You're also welcome to try and dissuade me from doing it. I wish you the best of luck, though, for I would have no qualms killing the clown as it is.
bC: Did you ever stop to think how Blanco was able to do that much damage that quick? Or why he would, especially with he and Hybris forming a friendship as of late?
bC: Wait, that would involve you thinking. You can strike my question from the record if you like.
bE: Your attempt at an insult is dully noted and promptly ignored.
bE: There are ways to deal with clowns, Decima. It's been done before and can very easily happen again.
bE: As for Hybris and he forming a friendship and then the former of the two being beaten into a coma, I don't particularly care about whatever reasoning the clown had.
bC: I'll remember that, so if you ever observe one of Hybris' quadrants admitting to infidelity, I can remind you that you have no place getting upset and retaliating on your moirail's behalf...
bC: Again, perspective, you ignorant little fuck.
bE: Are you attempting to tell me that, after his own mishaps with previous quadrants, Hybris was unfaithful?
bE: Disregard that rhetorical question, actually. I don't care.
bE: Hybris is an idiot but he's also my responsibility and, if your clown touches him again, he won't be breathing long.
bC: Yes, with two other seadweller simultaneously, one of which liveblogs if you don't believe me, and the other who wears your sigil for some unknown reason.
bC: Blanco walked in to see his moirail in tears, asked what happened, to which Hybris apologetically admitted again.
bC: Hybris didn't defend himself at all. I stopped Blanco as soon as I realized what was happening, which is when you happened to saunter in.
bE: You are Blanco's responsibility, in a way, yes, but Hybris is also my responsibility. Whether he fights back or not is irrelevant. I suggest taking that in mind.
bE: Seadwellers, hm? Seems his taste is getting better.
bE: My sigil, though. Strange...
bE: Did you happen to catch the name of the one wearing my sigil?
bC: Vargus
bC: Glad to see where your priorities lie in all of this.
bE: Would you not find it odd to happen across a troll wearing your sigil?
bE: In case your feeble mind did not register it, that too was a rhetorical question.
bE: My priority is still Hybris. Though he's in a coma right now, so there isn't much I can do with him at the moment.
bE: What did Vargus look like?
bC: I thought it was your shirt I picked up off the floor, it was sufficiently tacky enough, color and symbol aside.
bC: First glance was Seadweller and naked. He had some torso and facial scarring.
bC: In hindsight, his horns were remarkably similar to yours...
bE: ... Interesting.
bE: Any particularly noticeable features on his face? Facial scarring?
bC: That is what I said.
bE: Where on his face.
bC: Given the circumstance, you are expecting me to remember facial details of one of the waders involved in this whole debacle?
bC: I want you to just ponder the implications of your inquiry...
bE: From what you tell me,it must have been a traumatic experience for you. People tend to remember details of traumatic experiences more than anything.
bE: Or perhaps you were not able to see beyond your own tears?
bE: You really aren't good for much, are you?
bC: I simply wanted you to attempt thinking beyond yourself for once, but your response has proven yet again how egocentric your existence really is.
bC: And Across the bridge of his nose to a point under his right eye, and a second mostly vertical scar down the center of his left eye.
bE: Ah, so you do remember. You're good for something yet.
bE: Keep in mind that your mental state does not actually matter to me, Decima.
bC: I never said I didn't.
bC: And congratulations, I don't have to be in your presence to be sickened by you. Just your digital presentation is enough to reinforce the exact kind of base life for you are.
bE: In that case, feel free to continue speaking to me electronically.
bC: ...
bC: You know what. No. I'm just... done.
bC: If you could let Hybris know I need to talk with him once he is awake and well, I would consider it a debt, despite how idiotic being indebted to you might be. I can only hope you best wishes for your moirail outweigh your desire to bring suffering to your spade.
bE: As great as that desire is, my best wishes for my moirail far outweigh any prioritizing that involves you in any way.
bE: And I will tell him. Though I know not exactly when he will awaken.
bC: For what it's worth, thank you.
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