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[crisisrain]

[Raven blows onto the journal, then wipes it with his hand, flicking through the pages to find out when the last time he bothered to make an entry with it was. He sighs, has it really been that long? Even thinking about how long he's been in Luceti for any extended period of time is depressing enough for him.]

If I didn't know any better I'd say this thing was startin' ta gather dust.

For those that hadn't noticed yet, Estelle was sent back home a few days ago. I don't know when exactly, but all her things are gone
[He pauses for a moment. House 12 is really quiet now compared to how it used to be. Of course he cared about the princess, he cared about everyone from their world, he's just finding it weird to see them all going home after so long whilst leaving him behind.]

Anyway! She used ta work in the library here and left some stuff regardin' it behind, or ta be more specific, she left a set of instructions on how ta sort the books as well as a set of keys. From the look of it I guess she wanted someone to take the care of the place if she ever got sent home, and considerin' she was working there long before I showed up then it must've meant a lot to her. I can pass the stuff over to anyone who's interested, just let me know! It's not gonna go anywhere by itself.

Oh, and if this old man's memory isn't failin' him again, which it does a lot, she also had a book club goin'. Books aren't really my thing though, if someone wants to start that up again then feel free. 

That's about it! I got nothin' else worth sayin', wake me up when it's hot enough for the women to break out the swimsuits.

[Filtered to Zack | He's not even trying with this filter]

Considering Yuri's been gone a while now, have ya got any ideas on what ta do with the guild?

Comments

[herotypical]

...The other person's never going to fall if you let it be easy for them, too. You wanna get twisted up. On your own terms.

[crisisrain]

... Wait, is this played by more than one person at a time?!

[herotypical]

Raven. Like most things in life, it's not as much fun by yourself.

[crisisrain]

[Oh... OH! Oh, now he gets it. If a man and a woman play it, ohohoho.]

I didn't know you were that kinda woman, Buffy.

[herotypical]

The only kind of woman I am is the kind who's a consenting adult in a monogamous relationship. It's not like I go twisting away with just anyone, you know.

[crisisrain]

And you said this was a sensible game! What if ya played it with more than two people? What happens then?!

[herotypical]

You're respectful. That's what.

[crisisrain]

I'm respectful and flexible, literal sense of the word. I wouldn't cheat on a lady.

[One instant he isn't lying while being pervy.]

[herotypical]

...Being flexible helps. Beyond that? It's not exactly a game of skill. Usually.

[crisisrain]

So, it's a game of luck then? You're lucky if you don't end up being in a compromisin' position?

[herotypical]

Something like that. First one to lose their balance and fall down loses.

[crisisrain]

What happens when you lose? Is there some kinda punishment?

[herotypical]

Loss of bragging rights? I mean, it's just a game...

[crisisrain]

I'm still not convinced on a board game bein' fun.

[herotypical]

[ her mouth opens. closes. opens again. ]

You'll just have to try one for yourself.

[crisisrain]

[He remains quiet for a moment, thinking about who would be the most "fun" to play Twister with. It would have to be someone hot, female, maybe slightly drunk.]

Oh uh... sorry I was just thinkin'. What other "fun sensible" things do ya know of?

[herotypical]

Movie nights. Bowling. Beach volleyball...

[ she taps the menu. ] Maybe I should head back to the kitchen and see what's up with our no-show server?

[crisisrain]

Beach Volleyball?! With women in swimsuits?! [Don't get him excited. He quickly coughs and calms down a fair bit.]

Might not be a bad idea, just promise ya'll come back.

[herotypical]

[ for some reason, riling him up is like a sport to her. ]

Sure. I'll be back. If you promise not to have a fantasy induced heart-attack while I'm gone, old man?

[crisisrain]

[Heart attack... did she really have to us that term out of everything? He can't help but cringe.]

I'll be good. My mind's been wandering too much lately anyway.

[herotypical]

[ buffy stands and leaves a hand on his shoulder for, oh, about three seconds. caring. after all -- she can't shake the fact that she's brought him out here because of his announcement. ]

I'll make sure they find a bottle, blow the dust off, and bring us out a stiff drink to start with.

[crisisrain]

If yer gonna grab a drink make sure it's a nice wine. No point gettin' cheap stuff when everything is free, might as well go for the fancier type!

[A good drink will help him take his mind off of a lot of things. Maybe he'll be drunk before the end of the night?]

[herotypical]

[ she's gone for a while -- hunting down someone to take their orders. she as good as drags the server back to the table with her, fingers closed around the neck of a very decent bottle of wine. ]

Red'll do, right?

[crisisrain]

[Wow, he feels kind of sorry for the server.]

Red will do great! Just the way I like it.

[herotypical]

...And I hope you know what you want, huh? [ buffy nods at the poor soul. ] I'll have the stir fry.