PC: WHATEVER THIS GUYS NAME IS NOW

[uhhhmagic]

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WEEK 1 - FRIDAY

[uhhhmagic]

[hi bud where you at. It doesn't matter a single hoot because whatever he's doing, wherever he's are, Taako is just crawling into his lap and sitting there? Just sitting there.]

Miss me?

[frostythehitman]

[ i'll say he's sitting on a couch in the inn because at least they'll have a decent sitting surface for whatever the fuck is about to happen here

anyway he just lets this happen. this is fine. ]

Aren't you the one who said I was horny for your personal space?

[uhhhmagic]

You are, but it's like a disease and you gave it to me. So thanks for that?

[Just. Continuing to sit there then? I truly hate this.]

Found a body this morning. Or, I guess, technically, I was running from a stabbing while another guy found a body.

[frostythehitman]

[ Are they really gonna talk murder while Taako is sitting in his lap? Fucking OKAY THEN i guess ]

Running from a stabbing? The murderer was still out there?

[uhhhmagic]

No-- it's not gonna be that easy. It's never that easy! It was just an alien, holding evidence or something.

You find anything?

[frostythehitman]

[ He sighs heavily and shifts himself on the couch to make this cuddling thing a little more comfortable. i HATE this. ]

Murder weapons. Bloody lab coat. Big bottle of lye.

WEEK 1 - POST TRIAL

[uhhhmagic]

[Hi? Wherever Vezda is, Taako will just. Hover near him. He's not quite as cuddly as before, since they haven't been apart or anything, but, still.]

Hey.

I know this is weird. Not exactly my choice in the matter.

[frostythehitman]

What part of it?

[ because there's uhhhhh A LOT of weird shit going on right now. ]

[uhhhmagic]

[Waggling a finger back and forth between them? You and me, bud?]

Uh, the wanting to be real close thing? Like I obviously don't really know you, and I barely touch people I do know, and you seem kinda the same way, so, yeah. Just putting it out there. I acknowledge it's weird, and I guess thanks for being mostly chill about it.

[frostythehitman]

[ Practically snorts. ]

Trust me, the only reason I'm not shoving you away right now is because whatever's poisoning our brains has made me be chill about it.

Good to know the feeling's mutual, at least.

[uhhhmagic]

[A snort back? Honestly, he finds this charming.]

Right.

[ . . . Holding out a hand? Like. To shake.]

Taako. You said Vezda, right?

[frostythehitman]

[ OWO WHAT'S THIS??? TAAKO'S USING HIS ACTUAL CHOSEN NAME??

He takes the offered hand and shakes it. ]

Vezda, that's right.

[uhhhmagic]

I'm still gonna call you a bunch of other names so you don't think you're getting too cozy with me or whatever, but, fine. There. Properly introduced, anyway.

[Once the shake is done, crossing his arms over his chest, tilting his head a bit to the side.]

So, what do you think about today's fuckin' rollercoaster of events?

[frostythehitman]

[ ...well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. ]

As long as you do that, I'm giving you random names of my own. ...Trunkie.

[ with that said, though: heavy sigh ]

What do I think? I think it was an absolute shitshow.

[uhhhmagic]

Call me Trunkie ever again and I'll Meteor you so hard you forget that names are even a thing you can have, boychik.

[Tapping on his chin.]

But yeah. Shit show.

[frostythehitman]

Boychik? Really?

...but yeah. Can't believe we spent 9 whole hours in there and it might as well have not happened for all we figured out in there.

[uhhhmagic]

It's just in the rotation, homeslice.

Yeah. So who'd you think did it?

[frostythehitman]

...I still don't know. I ended up making a random vote.

You?

WEEK 2 post trial

[frostythehitman]

[ This is Vezda, walking into the kitchen and practically going boneless slumping over one of the counters. Then he realizes Taako is here. ]

Thank Christ we didn't screw that one up again.

[uhhhmagic]

I know! Thank god we get to kill a guilty teen instead of an innocent teen.

[Drinking! From a beer. There's actually a few of them lined up on the counter, and he's apparently mixing them into . . . something.]

[frostythehitman]

[ shrugs. ]

Hey, it's better than the alternative.

...what are you doing?

[uhhhmagic]

Beer batter?

[why]

Dunno. Just a good distraction. Sometimes when shit is way too much, you just wanna fry something.

[frostythehitman]

...Huh. You gonna fry something in it, or is it just...batter?

[uhhhmagic]

[As it so happens, there's definitely a pot of oil going.]

Uh-huh. Whatcha wanna fry? The thing about batter is you can fry anything. That's half the fun.

[frostythehitman]

[ my first thought was 'his whole ass arm' ]

Hell, I don't know. What've we got?

[ He rummages around in the pantry and comes out with...

pause while i go check my own kitchen for ideas

...an egg. a whole ass raw egg, still in the shell and everything. ]