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And with a Crash-
Fading out is an echo of two voices...
"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."
"He totally needs to get laid, then."
There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.
(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)
They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"
Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."
Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"
BACKROOM INVASION! Tag freely! Threadhop! Make crack! It's not canon and it doesn't really happen! Allons-y!
"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."
"He totally needs to get laid, then."
There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.
(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)
They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"
Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."
Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"
BACKROOM INVASION! Tag freely! Threadhop! Make crack! It's not canon and it doesn't really happen! Allons-y!
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"It won't bother me a bit," he says, kindly.
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But she does go on tiptoe and pat his head fondly. "Howdy, Yrael, how is?"
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...mrgh. He is getting himself scritched. Possibly TL has had practice because her best friend is secretly a cat pretending to be a human.
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Lookit his hair!
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So there.
But the conversation may have gotten him to change back.
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"Certainly," TL says, trying to supress her glee as she sits crosslegged next to the not'cat. "Now it is."
Scritch scritch scritch.
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Yrael hereby claims this territory for Moggetania! LONG LIVE THE KING!
There are purrs and soft fur and a fuzzy belly to be rubbed.
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Said belly is rubbed, as TL giggles. "My point is made. I am sorry I haven't been able to have Cora come in in a really long time."
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There may be eyeing. "Who else of my friends are you keeping from me?"
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There's a thoughtful pause.
"Well, Zach is on TV, but that's totally irrelevant. Also Finn dan Shahar, who is a normal kid except for the whole complete lack of normality thing, and Filif! Filif is a tree."
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In another life, Yrael.
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"That does sound like him!"
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Those scritchable ears are being quizzical at you, TL.
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"Maybe you talked when I wasn't around? You both do live here. OH WAIT."
Scritching stops for a moment as her eyebrow furrows.
"Hey, wasn't that when you had that hat?"
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"I... had a hat once, for Halloween. The Bar dressed me up as someone dressed as me. Ako liked it so much that she took it on for one of her shapes."
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There are eyebrows being waggled at a TL.
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Well, except how she blushes slightly and glares.
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Fiiish.