Zwei

[nemo_i_am]

So.

The next time someone, you know, decides to DIE IN MY ARMS...

...

Don't.

That is all.

Be at peace, children.

Comments

[unforgivencurse]

In your arms?!

[nemo_i_am]

Yup. [he says, calmly]

[unforgivencurse]

I...I see...

[nemo_i_am]

Nothin to worry your pretty head over.

[dvinetitillatn]

Eeeeh~? Is it always the person's option where they die though~?

[nemo_i_am]

I didn't mind that they died, I just thought they, y'know, wouldn't? I nearly broke my back diggin em up and they just DIED.

[dvinetitillatn]

Nani~? You were digging up people, from like, a grave...?

[nemo_i_am]

She was buried under a building an' I went to get her and she died then, darlin

[cataclysmicly]

Better than some alternatives~

[nemo_i_am]

And what might those be?

[murderperfect]

That a fact?

Well, shit. No bar for us.

[lady_twighlight]

I'm quite alive. This happened awhile ago.

[murderperfect]

Oh goodie. Crisis averted.

[lady_twighlight]

Indeed. But certainly I'm not the only individual here who is capable of organizing a bar.

[lady_twighlight]

I'll keep that in mind. If it ever happens again. But if you ever want a drink or two, I'm getting a pub together.

[nemo_i_am]

So I heard! By the heavens and earth I will be one of your first and most regular patrons your treat, of course...

[lady_twighlight]

I'm glad to hear that. A pub needs regulars, after all. Mm, of course. That will be my repayment for the trouble I've caused~

[nemo_i_am]

We'll get nice an' drunk and cause an entire fucking UPROAR! RAAAAWWWRR!