part 170 fishies

[aphanon_meme]

Happy not-weekend! The weather hasn't been too great here lately... oh, sort-of-early-summer. Also wow, 170... it feels weird thinking it's already been 70 parts since part 100. Crazy crazy.

Enjoy part 170! :)

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[osmaniac]

[cuts an apple from the tree with his sword]

[lets it fall on her head]

[palaiomator]

Feu!

[sits up quickly, clutching her head]

[looks side to side, up, down--goes back to up]

Sa... What was that for, Sadiq??

[osmaniac]

[leans against the tree]

Heh, wanted to see if it'd hit or go through ya.

[palaiomator]

[glares up at him]

Ever the scientist as always, I see.

Well you got your answer, O wise philosopher, now was that all you wanted?

[osmaniac]

Tempers, tempers.

[pick the apple up and takes a bite]

Always were cranky after wakin up.

[palaiomator]

Well,

[gets up, brushing leaves from her skirts, and leans against the tree as well, arms folded]

I happen to like sleeping.

[is all tense angles, contrasting his casual attitude]

[osmaniac]

Understatement of the century.

[takes another bite]

Psst, relax, not here to fight.

[palaiomator]

Hmph.

[relaxes her shoulders a little, but doesn't uncross her arms]

Then what are you here for, Sadiq, besides tossing apples at me?

...Which counts as fighting, Mister Philosopher.

[osmaniac]

Just wanted to wake ya up and maybe tell ya somethin.

But if yer so easily provoked and ya wanna fight... Then c'mon.

do over, stupid html

[palaiomator]

Maybe? If it's important, tell me...

[processes the last bit and rolls her eyes]

Oh, I am raring to go, standing here without any weapons or protection at all, oh yes.

Have at thee, barbarian.

[pokes an elbow in his general direction]

[osmaniac]

I can throw my sword away, ya know. For a fair fight.

[pokes back]

Not tellin.

I CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT TODAY

[palaiomator]

Knowing you, you're likely to have an extra one or five hidden in that ridiculous outfit...

Papai'...!

[looks affronted, jabbing (none too hard) at his side with a little more aim]

An obol for your thoughts!

don't worry~

[osmaniac]

Tsk. Can strip to show ya that I hide nothin.

[retaliates just a bit harder]

Will see...

sobbu... ack, brb, dinner ;;

[palaiomator]

Oh, gods forbid!

[covers her eyes and "coincidentally" her cheeks in horror]

Feu--!

[stumbles a little, responds with a shove]

Tell me!

o/

[osmaniac]

[shoved]

Whoa there. Ain't like ya haven't seen it before, sheesh.

yumyum delicous

[palaiomator]

Y-yes, well...

[goes silent for a minute, staring into space, no longer attempting to hide a deepening flush]

...

[returns to her senses with a shake of the head and resumes needling]

Stop distracting me and tell me what you want to say!