8th Wave

[tentacruelest]

Th' next time this Barge feels like poking around in my head, I'll be keeping to my quarters. The lot of yeh - useless dregs not fit to scrub a floor. It's bad enough I'm locked in here with you, I don't need to call any of yeh friends.

[Private to Bush]

Was dealing with me yerself so difficult that you sought to work through less offensive channels, Captain?

[Private to Arthas]

A word, my king.

[Can you feel that heavy sarcasm, Arthas?]

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[outofclothes]

Perish the thought, Octopussy.

[tentacruelest]

Stark. Come out to play at last? Or are yeh content to hide from the thrashing you sound deserve?

[outofclothes]

You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you missed me.

[tentacruelest]

I missed the thought of crushing your throat in my claw until yeh turned blue in the face. Yes.

[outofclothes]

Oh Octopussy, I'm not nearly drunk enough for pretty lines like that to work on me.

[tentacruelest]

Then it looks like you've got some work and time ahead of yeh until that happens, boy.

[outofclothes]

And you're not gonna put any effort into it? I'm heartbroken.

[tentacruelest]

Go drink until what I'm to do with yeh hurts yeh less.

[outofclothes]

Hurts me less? You're assuming it will hurt me at all.

[He raises a glass of his Aqua Regia.]

But I'll drink to your dreams all the same, Octopussy. Because I'm that kind of nice guy.

[tentacruelest]

Stow your chatter, Stark. You're a meaningless worm to be picked off.

[outofclothes]

Meaningless and yet you still want to choke me specifically.

[tentacruelest]

If I did, who would care?

[outofclothes]

Nobody reasonable, to be honest, because frankly even I wouldn't give a shit even if you managed to pull it off.

Unfortunately for you though, I know unreasonable people. Unreasonable people who don't listen to me.

[tentacruelest]

Unreasonable people you're fond of.

[outofclothes]

"Fond of" seems kinda strong. I'd say more "begrudgingly tolerate her nosiness."

Or wait, is this where you're trying to figure out who I like to go after 'em? Because I'm just gonna warn you: that's a fight you're definitely gonna lose.

[And if you don't by some weird chance, then you're going to have a run-in with Sandman Slim, Jones. It won't be pretty.]

[tentacruelest]

No; you are my preferred target. And I doubt there is love or compassion enough for you to muster half a damn about your tolerant friendship.

[indispensible]

So you do want to spar.

[tentacruelest]

Woman, stay out of this.

[indispensible]

Where? I assume the when is now. Or shall I track you down?

[tentacruelest]

There's no sport in cleaving you in two.

[outofclothes]

I think usually people say something about rubber and glue at this point.

[tentacruelest]

[Completely flummoxed here]

Rubber and glue...?

[outofclothes]

Sticks & stones?

private

[indispensible]

If you don't come to my cabin in the next three minutes, I'm coming to find you.

private

[outofclothes]

Oh man, it's been a while since I've been called to the principal's office.