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Thorondir: poor...stupid...little...*hiss*
Mouth: You really do just foucas on one thing to the exclusion of all else don't you?
Thorondir: I'm refusing to look at anything else that'll make me feel hopeful before you step on it again >.<
Mouth: *looks down*
Mouth: ...wish the right thing to do wasn't so nebulious in this situation.
Thorondir: *glare*
Mouth: What would you have me do? Really now? I've been completely honest with you.
Thorondir: ..I don't know
Mouth: Well tell me when you do know because I'm bloody tired of trying to protect you when you don't want it...when you end up hating me for it.
Thorondir: so if I told you what I wanted you'd do it?
Mouth: ...yes.
Thorondir: *considers*
Mouth: *watches*
Thorondir: Haven't I already told you what I wanted? o.o
Mouth: Do you still want it? ...Knowing that I'll return to Ioreth in two weeks time?
Thorondir: I'll change your mind. *nods*
Mouth: But would you still want it even if you didn't?
Thorondir: um
Mouth: *waits patiently*
Thorondir: But I will convince you. *nods*
Mouth: That's not what I asked.
Thorondir: >.<
Mouth: I'm sorry. I'm not doing anything unless I feel certain I won't be hurting you more in the long run.
Thorondir: bah
Mouth: *nods* This is probably the best for you.
Thorondir: ...
Mouth: So how did chores go?
Thorondir: they went fine. fuck off.
Mouth: ...as you wish. *leaves*
Thorondir: *savages a computer*
Gwathren: *pokes head in* hi.
Thorondir: o.o can you get me that scapel?
Gwathren: *eyedarts* why?
Thorondir: Performing a lobotomy
Gwathren: No! Tell me what's wrong.
Thorondir: o.o
Gwathren: *concerned look* Why do you want to hurt yourself like that?
Thorondir: me? I'm doing it to Mouth
Gwathren: Why? ...I thought you liked him. ...You've been spending so much time with him
Thorondir: Stupid stuff about 'protecting' me and saying he'll do something then says he won't o.o
Gwathren: Oh.
Thorondir: So I'm going to make random vague threats then go hide in my room under a blanket
Gwathren: ...our room.
Thorondir: You haven't stolen my hiding blanket, have you?
Gwathren: No. ...but there was an incident with my mattress and the balrog kittens...
Thorondir: ah
Gwathren: ...and Grima said it would probably be another week before he could get another...and you were spending so much time in Mouth's room...
Gwathren: *eyedarts* So your bed sorta has my sheets on it....
Thorondir: ...*savages*
Gwathren: Oow owowowowow! STOP DIRI! I'll change them again and sleep on the floor okay...
Thorondir: grrrr
Gwathren: ...I'll go do it now.
Thorondir: *searches for a scalpel*
Gwathren: ...good luck I guess. *leaves*
Thorondir: Get back here. You have to help me hold him down
Gwathren: I don't want to. He's always been nice to me.
Thorondir: Do it!
Gwathren: No. You're not nice. Not going to.
Thorondir: >.< Do what you're told
Gwathren: I don't have to obey you.
Thorondir: You do too. I'm a better clone. That makes me higher
Gwathren: You might be better but I only have to obey Trotter, Grima and Ioreth.
Thorondir: >.<
Gwathren: *turns to go back to the room*
Thorondir: *tackle*
Gwathren: >.< Get off me.
Thorondir: No. You're going to help me get even with Mouth.
Gwathren: Can't make me. I'm due to die anyways.
Thorondir: Do it >.<
Gwathren: No. Get off me and go away.
Gwathren: *tries to push him off*
Thorondir: *pins her* No. I'll leave you alone if you just do this one damn thing
Gwathren: Not going to. Can't make me. I wouldn't even be any help. Am the weakest person here.
Thorondir: Just go for his eyes
Gwathren: He's just freeze me where I stood. So just give up already.
Thorondir: ...;_;
Gwathren: Let me up now.
Thorondir: *gets off*
Gwathren: Thank you. Goodnight.
Now both Diri and Trotter hate me and Floor's dead too. Think I'm just going to kill myself tonight and hope things get better by the time I reclone.