Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Grim's exchange
6:18 PM | Posted by
Warwriter Widow
Grim walks into the room quietly.
Trooper Harris: Nah, I've been up for a couple of hours.
Aaowin: Mmm. Well I just got up.
Aaowin smirks and looks at Grim. "Grimmy!"
Grimaullkin: Hiya!
Aaowin winks at Grim.
Grimaullkin: Frankie Boy!
Aaowin gasps and grins evily at Harris. "Your name is Frank, isn't it?"
Trooper Harris nods, "Yup, Frank the Tank when i'm drinkin'."
Aaowin grins and sips coffee.
Grimaullkin: Really...
Aaowin giggles into her mug.
Grimaullkin: Prove it.
Aaowin stands on the counter. "I'll let you two be alone." She grabs Troop's nose and wiggles it, smirking and gets off the counter. "I'll be on one of those awesome couches."
Trooper Harris smiles at Aaowin, "Alright." He says.
Trooper Harris looks at Grim, "Alright you charred gay-dude. Drink on!"
Grimaullkin: Ah, alone at last.
Grimaullkin: Drink?
Grimaullkin: I don't hold my liquor well.
Trooper Harris shrugs.
Trooper Harris: Whatever you say.
Grimaullkin: Don't like to be taken advantage of, you know?
Grimaullkin: So what's this about a security survaillence tape?
Trooper Harris nods, "Yeah, I drink too well to be taken advantage of."
Trooper Harris holds out his hand and a bottle of whiskey appears in it, "The tape. Right."
Grimaullkin looks at Harris' bottle. "Want me to make it more potent?"
Trooper Harris: I heard about the situation with Raina.
Trooper Harris: No thanks.
Grimaullkin: I didn't think it was a good idea. But...well, the offer was too good to pass up.
Aaowin yawns loudly from below.
Grimaullkin: Besides, she's (Raina) innocent. I don't think innocent people should be in jail.
Grimaullkin: Now, what will it take for you to erase those tapes?
Trooper Harris: They're already erased. But I think Melody already knows about it.
Grimaullkin: Yeah, and...?
Trooper Harris: She'll come looking for you.
Grimaullkin: And put me in jail, to get tried by the authorities?
Grimaullkin: You know how long that's going to take?
Grimaullkin: I can get around it.
Trooper Harris: Just saying... Avoid her...
Grimaullkin: I can spell her. All I need is something of hers.
Grimaullkin: She'll never know.
Trooper Harris: It's not as easy as you might think. How many people do you think know?
Grimaullkin: Know about...?
Trooper Harris: What you did....
Trooper Harris: Mind knows. (Mindstryker, who caught them while escaping)
Grimaullkin: Yes, he does.
Aaowin calls out from below, watching TV. "You two getting it on yet?!"
Grimaullkin yells down, "Working on it!"
Aaowin laughs.
Aaowin: Don't wear him out too bad, Grimmy! I want some!
Grimaullkin yells down again, "The damn zipper's stuck!"
Aaowin laughs loudly. "Want some help??"
Grimaullkin yells back, "No, there's a knife right here. Just hold still, buddy..."
Trooper Harris raises an eye brow, "You know I'm *straight* right?"
Aaowin: WOAH HEY!
Grimaullkin: Never stopped me before.
Aaowin: No cutting off his dick! I said I want some!
Grimaullkin: And I was told that you're not.
Grimaullkin: That you're quite the manly queer.
Grimaullkin: I mean, with the big guns, they have to be a symbol of something else big, right?
Grimaullkin: I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
Trooper Harris blinks.
Trooper Harris: If -yours- comes out, it'll get blown off.
Grimaullkin: Sweet!
Grimaullkin: I can stand on the counter...
Trooper Harris: ...
Trooper Harris lowers his gaze, his brow arching showing that he is angry looking.
Grimaullkin tilts his head like a innocent puppy. "Yes....?"
Trooper Harris: ...
Grimaullkin: Don't pout.
Trooper Harris: I'm NOT....
Grimaullkin: Hmmm? *gets right up to the counter*
Trooper Harris just shakes his head and jumps over the counter, walking past Grim, "It's too early for me to deal with shit like this." He says.
Grimaullkin watches his back.
Aaowin reads a magazine.
Trooper Harris takes a large gulp from his bottle of whiskey and tosses it off to the side. It shatters on the ground and he walks out of the room.
Grimaullkin: So, wait, I'll get serious...
Grimaullkin waves his hand and the whiskey bottle reforms.
Aaowin sips her coffee.
Aaowin: Woah, hey.
Grimaullkin: This'll work.
Aaowin: How'd it go?
Aaowin grins.
Trooper Harris sighs, "Serious is this... It's -not- gonna happen. I'm STRAIGHT." He says.
Grimaullkin is holding the empty whiskey bottle in his hand.
Trooper Harris walks over to the area where Aaowin is sitting, "What's so gods damned funny?!" He growls.
Aaowin tries not to laugh but laughs harder.
Grimaullkin: I know, you're just shy.
Grimaullkin: I mean, this place echoes.
Trooper Harris sighs, "Oh gods damn it! I'm FUCKING STRAIGHT!" He roars at Grim.
Aaowin practically screams laughter.
Grimaullkin: Prove it.
Grimaullkin: Lemme see, right now, see if it's up or not.
Aaowin: Pahahaha!
Grimaullkin: If it's flat, I'll leave you alone. Today.
Trooper Harris blinks.
Trooper Harris looks at Grim, and then at the table.
Aaowin is hysterical.
Trooper Harris reaches down grabbing the table at the edge with one of his massive hands and proceeds to chuck it in Grims direction as hard as he physically can.
Trooper Harris which is pretty hard considering he's a juiced up super soldier.
Aaowin tries to calm herself. "G-Grimmy! Pahaha! C-Can Frank and I g-get a minute? Haha!"
Grimaullkin ducks, but gets clipped on the head by the table's bottom.
Grimaullkin: Shit, ow!
Aaowin starts laughing again.
Grimaullkin: Son of a bitch, I'm BLEEDING!
Aaowin laughs, stumbling over to Grim and attempting to heal him.
Trooper Harris nods, "Yeah, bleeding. And I'm still dressed..." He growls.
Grimaullkin holds onto his head.
Aaowin heals you for 174.86 points of damage.
Grimaullkin sighs.
Grimaullkin: Thanks...
Grimaullkin: Okay, okay...
Grimaullkin: But if it's big, I want to know about it. In detail.
Aaowin grins. "Duh."
Aaowin: Now shoo.
Grimaullkin sighs, "What I'll be missing..."
Grimaullkin takes the whiskey bottle with him.
Aaowin looks at Frank and busts out laughing.
Trooper Harris dose not look amused, "That ain’t funny." He growls.
Aaowin giggles. "Yes it is. I told him you were gay."
Trooper Harris: That guy is fuckin cree- WHAT?!
Aaowin tries not to laugh.
Trooper Harris looks down at her, looking pretty pissed. His head turning a bright shade of red and he starts to sweat. Then he teleports off.
Trooper Harris: Nah, I've been up for a couple of hours.
Aaowin: Mmm. Well I just got up.
Aaowin smirks and looks at Grim. "Grimmy!"
Grimaullkin: Hiya!
Aaowin winks at Grim.
Grimaullkin: Frankie Boy!
Aaowin gasps and grins evily at Harris. "Your name is Frank, isn't it?"
Trooper Harris nods, "Yup, Frank the Tank when i'm drinkin'."
Aaowin grins and sips coffee.
Grimaullkin: Really...
Aaowin giggles into her mug.
Grimaullkin: Prove it.
Aaowin stands on the counter. "I'll let you two be alone." She grabs Troop's nose and wiggles it, smirking and gets off the counter. "I'll be on one of those awesome couches."
Trooper Harris smiles at Aaowin, "Alright." He says.
Trooper Harris looks at Grim, "Alright you charred gay-dude. Drink on!"
Grimaullkin: Ah, alone at last.
Grimaullkin: Drink?
Grimaullkin: I don't hold my liquor well.
Trooper Harris shrugs.
Trooper Harris: Whatever you say.
Grimaullkin: Don't like to be taken advantage of, you know?
Grimaullkin: So what's this about a security survaillence tape?
Trooper Harris nods, "Yeah, I drink too well to be taken advantage of."
Trooper Harris holds out his hand and a bottle of whiskey appears in it, "The tape. Right."
Grimaullkin looks at Harris' bottle. "Want me to make it more potent?"
Trooper Harris: I heard about the situation with Raina.
Trooper Harris: No thanks.
Grimaullkin: I didn't think it was a good idea. But...well, the offer was too good to pass up.
Aaowin yawns loudly from below.
Grimaullkin: Besides, she's (Raina) innocent. I don't think innocent people should be in jail.
Grimaullkin: Now, what will it take for you to erase those tapes?
Trooper Harris: They're already erased. But I think Melody already knows about it.
Grimaullkin: Yeah, and...?
Trooper Harris: She'll come looking for you.
Grimaullkin: And put me in jail, to get tried by the authorities?
Grimaullkin: You know how long that's going to take?
Grimaullkin: I can get around it.
Trooper Harris: Just saying... Avoid her...
Grimaullkin: I can spell her. All I need is something of hers.
Grimaullkin: She'll never know.
Trooper Harris: It's not as easy as you might think. How many people do you think know?
Grimaullkin: Know about...?
Trooper Harris: What you did....
Trooper Harris: Mind knows. (Mindstryker, who caught them while escaping)
Grimaullkin: Yes, he does.
Aaowin calls out from below, watching TV. "You two getting it on yet?!"
Grimaullkin yells down, "Working on it!"
Aaowin laughs.
Aaowin: Don't wear him out too bad, Grimmy! I want some!
Grimaullkin yells down again, "The damn zipper's stuck!"
Aaowin laughs loudly. "Want some help??"
Grimaullkin yells back, "No, there's a knife right here. Just hold still, buddy..."
Trooper Harris raises an eye brow, "You know I'm *straight* right?"
Aaowin: WOAH HEY!
Grimaullkin: Never stopped me before.
Aaowin: No cutting off his dick! I said I want some!
Grimaullkin: And I was told that you're not.
Grimaullkin: That you're quite the manly queer.
Grimaullkin: I mean, with the big guns, they have to be a symbol of something else big, right?
Grimaullkin: I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
Trooper Harris blinks.
Trooper Harris: If -yours- comes out, it'll get blown off.
Grimaullkin: Sweet!
Grimaullkin: I can stand on the counter...
Trooper Harris: ...
Trooper Harris lowers his gaze, his brow arching showing that he is angry looking.
Grimaullkin tilts his head like a innocent puppy. "Yes....?"
Trooper Harris: ...
Grimaullkin: Don't pout.
Trooper Harris: I'm NOT....
Grimaullkin: Hmmm? *gets right up to the counter*
Trooper Harris just shakes his head and jumps over the counter, walking past Grim, "It's too early for me to deal with shit like this." He says.
Grimaullkin watches his back.
Aaowin reads a magazine.
Trooper Harris takes a large gulp from his bottle of whiskey and tosses it off to the side. It shatters on the ground and he walks out of the room.
Grimaullkin: So, wait, I'll get serious...
Grimaullkin waves his hand and the whiskey bottle reforms.
Aaowin sips her coffee.
Aaowin: Woah, hey.
Grimaullkin: This'll work.
Aaowin: How'd it go?
Aaowin grins.
Trooper Harris sighs, "Serious is this... It's -not- gonna happen. I'm STRAIGHT." He says.
Grimaullkin is holding the empty whiskey bottle in his hand.
Trooper Harris walks over to the area where Aaowin is sitting, "What's so gods damned funny?!" He growls.
Aaowin tries not to laugh but laughs harder.
Grimaullkin: I know, you're just shy.
Grimaullkin: I mean, this place echoes.
Trooper Harris sighs, "Oh gods damn it! I'm FUCKING STRAIGHT!" He roars at Grim.
Aaowin practically screams laughter.
Grimaullkin: Prove it.
Grimaullkin: Lemme see, right now, see if it's up or not.
Aaowin: Pahahaha!
Grimaullkin: If it's flat, I'll leave you alone. Today.
Trooper Harris blinks.
Trooper Harris looks at Grim, and then at the table.
Aaowin is hysterical.
Trooper Harris reaches down grabbing the table at the edge with one of his massive hands and proceeds to chuck it in Grims direction as hard as he physically can.
Trooper Harris which is pretty hard considering he's a juiced up super soldier.
Aaowin tries to calm herself. "G-Grimmy! Pahaha! C-Can Frank and I g-get a minute? Haha!"
Grimaullkin ducks, but gets clipped on the head by the table's bottom.
Grimaullkin: Shit, ow!
Aaowin starts laughing again.
Grimaullkin: Son of a bitch, I'm BLEEDING!
Aaowin laughs, stumbling over to Grim and attempting to heal him.
Trooper Harris nods, "Yeah, bleeding. And I'm still dressed..." He growls.
Grimaullkin holds onto his head.
Aaowin heals you for 174.86 points of damage.
Grimaullkin sighs.
Grimaullkin: Thanks...
Grimaullkin: Okay, okay...
Grimaullkin: But if it's big, I want to know about it. In detail.
Aaowin grins. "Duh."
Aaowin: Now shoo.
Grimaullkin sighs, "What I'll be missing..."
Grimaullkin takes the whiskey bottle with him.
Aaowin looks at Frank and busts out laughing.
Trooper Harris dose not look amused, "That ain’t funny." He growls.
Aaowin giggles. "Yes it is. I told him you were gay."
Trooper Harris: That guy is fuckin cree- WHAT?!
Aaowin tries not to laugh.
Trooper Harris looks down at her, looking pretty pissed. His head turning a bright shade of red and he starts to sweat. Then he teleports off.
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