ITP: A rather damp lunch

[nocturnemission]

ARRRG! Stupid fly, quit trying to land on my sandwich!

[There is suddenly a localized typhoon in the mess hall. Your PB&J is likely to become soggy.]

((Time for sleepin'))

Comments

[fruitophile]

... ♣

[nocturnemission]

Crap, I missed it. Hey, did you see where that stupid bug went?

[fruitophile]

[ a playing card slices through the air past Demyx's shoulder, and cuts said fly in half ]

You make too much of a mess. ♠

[nocturnemission]

Whoa!

... Hey, come on man, it's just water.

[fruitophile]

How did you do it? ♦

[nocturnemission]

Water's my element, so I can do a lot with it.

[fruitophile]

I see. ♦ A special ability. ♠

[nocturnemission]

Pretty much, yeah.

[fruitophile]

What else can you do, other than ruining lunch? ♠

[nocturnemission]

Oh, I can do all sorts of stuff. Water jets, water cannonballs, water clones...

[fruitophile]

Are the clones of any use? ♣ They could be effective in distracting the opponent if used correctly... ♦

[nocturnemission]

Yeah, they're super distracting. They're pretty good at blocking, too.

[fruitophile]

I see. ♣

[nocturnemission]

Yep! I'm also a totally awesome musician, though. Some might say that's my real special talent!

[fruitophile]

Is it. ♠

[nocturnemission]

Yeah, man, I've got mad sitar skills!