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[cu_chulainn]

--Shhh. Stay still. Let me put this down and stop wagging... [Lancer was knelt in front of two dogs, both trying to raise their front paws and push him away. He clucked his tongue, handling a mass of rope, pulling knots out of it and scowling irritably. One could see he was wearing a plain black suit and tie and after he finished with the rope, he pulled up a brown bag which emitted a few gentle clangs as if it were full of bottles of liquor.

Of course, that's what it was full of. Having already blown through quite a bit of his initial stipend, Lancer started tying the bottles of liquor to one of the wolves--to which the beast whimpered pleadingly. Lancer gave it an arch look as he continued tying the bottles to it, effectively making it a pack hound.

The second wolf took the procedure with a little more grace as Lancer removed packs of cigarettes from the bag as well, tying them to its upper body before opening a pack and lighting one for himself. When he was done, he picked up the mirror and slipped it under one of the ropes hugging the second wolf, not aware that it was on at all.]

Am I forgettin' anything? [Lancer stood up and scratched his throat with his fingertips, trying to remember.]

Comments

[unfathomabubbly]

Seadwelling troll would be most specific, but Feferi Peixes is the name I've got personally. Water you, land-walking human?

[cu_chulainn]

Ah? Is that a joke? You don't look a thing like a troll, lass. Trolls are a bit too ugly for that claim to be solid in my opinion.

[unfathomabubbly]

I'm as troll as a troll can glub, thank you very much. Not my fault I'm pretty, not a bit.

[cu_chulainn]

'Glub'? Well, you've got to tell me now--where's there a place where trolls look like Princesses and not heaps of lard?

[unfathomabubbly]

Alternia, though if'n you go asking me, most've them are squishy and wiggly lardly things. They call 'em landdwellers, but I'm of fisher folk.

[cu_chulainn]

Good answer! That's interesting enough to hear--water dwellers around here are usually the ones being deprecated.

Given your tone, it sounds like you're the one doin' the judgin'.

[unfathomabubbly]

They get to be judging off-fin enough, I think. It's about time somebubbly judged right back.

[cu_chulainn]

Let me guess--you got the raw end of the deal most of the time, huh?

Was it because you're a 'water dweller'?

[unfathomabubbly]

Exactly that! All the glubbing fools don't like my kind, think the fins- [ And the psychotic murderous rages, whoops. ] -are a great show of who try to stampede right over.

[cu_chulainn]

Really. [He didn't sound too pleased at all with that prospect. He got the same problems from his camp whenever people remembered he was a demigod. Nobody seemed to like competing with Lugh's son.]

Have you corrected 'em?

[unfathomabubbly]

Re-eel-y! My moiwhale don't like it none when I'm of a mind to, but don't think I won't if somebubbly starts emptying their bile sacs about my sort where I can get my claws in them.

[cu_chulainn]

Really? You should let your temper handle the situation more often, missy.

Being even-minded is alright, but you can't relax when someone's takin' swings at you, violently or not. It'll make you look passive.

[unfathomabubbly]

That shore sounds about right!

[ She nods emphatically. ]

Ain't a bit good to be all passive, not at all. Gives everyone all these ideas about what they can do to us.

[cu_chulainn]

Can't say I relish the thought of a nice lass like yourself gettin' walked on. If you need any backup, you could come lookin' for me.

[unfathomabubbly]

Might just, I'm thinkin'. It never hurts to have some fronds, not a bit.