Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

"This is the part where if there wasnt a crowd I wouldve just drawn my sword and let it speak for itself." I let out a laugh and draw my sword, and prepare for an attack, before I sheath my sword.

OOC: Its a fake attack

 

I reach for Shadow Katana instinctively, only to find it's missing.

I look around for it frantically, "Looking for this?" Abigail says, holding up Shadow Katana.

"Yes, please give that back; I need it." I say, annoyed.

"You'll have to catch me first!" She says, throwing a blue fireball at me and diving into her pool.

I jump in after her, splashing lava around.

 

I smile, before reaching for my teapot and pouring myself some more tea. "Ive taken it the both of you lost your interest? Thats a terrifyingly short attention span" I sip some tea as if to look condescending.

 

"I'm still curious." I say, surfacing from the pool with Shadow Katana.

Abigail suddenly jumps up and grabs me, forcing me under the lava, "GOTCHA!" She says.

 

"Sure..." I sip some more tea, and this time it looks like if I had an apple I would be eating it to look even more condecending.

 

"Do tell, I'm curious if you're the same as Artemis in terms of evil." Abigail says, holding up Shadow Katana with one (still skeletal) hand, and holding me down with the other.

Dark hands seize Abigail and drag her below the lava again, she screams, before laughing.

 

I stand back to make sure I don't get splashed.

 

"Well, I would, but I daren't interupt your 'moment'". If I wasnt condescending before, I am now. I shrug, and then walk over to the flower bulb of Artemis, and then tap it lightly. "I want to talk to yoy about something"

 

Thorns erupt from the ground and grab you, before throwing you away.

"I wouldn't go near that thing if I were you, Artemis' flowers don't like it when living beings get near. It'll bloom when she's healed." Abigail says, surfacing.

I climb out of the pool; lava dripping off of me. Shadow Katana rests in it's sheath on my back once more, "I win." I say victoriously.

"Round 2 when I'm not a skeleton, you had it easy." She says, smiling.

 

"Drat." I say, quickly getting up from thw ground and subtley kicking away glass shards. I reach for another cup in my bag and pour myself some more tea, before sipping it. "You know, skeletons always did fascinate me." There is a hint of condescendance in my voice.

 

"Noumahl."

The rain has frozen it to the ground by now. It can only move its head.

"I put her out of her misery. Imagine living without free will and knowing it the whole time your whole life. It weighs on me, but... I think it may be for the better."

He hesitates, then carefully fits the teacup between his teeth, tilts his head back, then drops the cup on the ground. It doesn't break on the grass.
"I don't want to, I wasn't sure the shape would allow me to do that. I'll wash it later."

"Now, let's not give Ihra a rude awakining. Keep your weapons out of each other."

 

I quickly go over to Rineth to pick up the cup. "Its fine, I can do it myself."

 

"Yeah, well, I'm not really an undead. My organs, skin, practically everything is just being replaced with better ones. The lava stripped me clean of the withered ones Little Ms. Genocide gave me and is regrowing and replacing them," Abigail explains, "But if you're talking about skeletons in general, they are quite interesting I must admit."

"I don't really have any flesh to have a weapon stuck in really." Abigail says.

"Rather lewd, don't you think?" I say, grinning at Abigail.

"Har har har." She laughs sarcastically, splashing lava at me.

 

"I heard that on average, there are enough bones in a creature to create a skeketon." This time, all subtlety has been thrown away. I am definately condescending. I look at Aj. "...That is disgusting. I do not need that image in my mind."

 

"Whoa, really? I had no idea!" Abigail says with an equally condescending tone.

"I'm sorry I just had to." I say, trying to stop my laughter.

 

I shake my head at Aj. I turn to Abigail. "In fact, I also heard that skeletons are made of bones!" It seems I have surpassed the limit of sarcasm and condescendance possible.

 

Riihs chuckles.
"You don't say? Still, there are exceptions."

"You aren't the only one enjoying this." A voice echoes."

 

"Really? I thought they were made of magic floaty milk, honey and clouds!" Abigail retorts.

"Oh cool, in addition to spooky scary skeletons, we now have ghosts!" I say happily.

 

It seems we have initiated a battle of who can be the stupidest. "Of course not! Oh, and did you know bones are made of skeletons?" I reply.

"Slimes. They dont have bones." I look shocked by thr voice, and proceed to ask Riihs. "Do you kmow what that is?

 

A familiar ring spins up from the ground, leaving Vei standing next to Riihs.
"Sure... No." She rolls her eyes.

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"Yep; my wife."