[voice] A stormy question

[justicereigns]

[Hello Luceti, is the nice little ice storm distracting you from post-Valentine's woes? Don't worry, here's a grumpy marine asking questions to painfully reminds you all.]

Seeing as we're all stuck inside -- [Once again, an usually feminine voice from Smoker's journal account.] -- I've got a question for everyone affected by the event.

Are there normally lines you won't cross in relationships that the Malnosso seem to cross for you? Or do they seem to take those into consideration instead? Since they seem to know us pretty well, it begs the question whether they're using our weaknesses, or if it's completely random.

And if anyone needs help out there in the storm, let me know. This weather is good practice.

[ooc: and feel free to threadjump like the dickens. It might be the only time Smoker keeps quieter than not, seeing as he's a girl now.]

Comments

[justicereigns]

[GLARES. And lights up cigars.]

If I'd had sex I' be less cranky.

[Yup. Went there.]

[uccellodifuoco]

Who knows, maybe it was a bad night after all.

[As if he has any experience.]

[justicereigns]

Sex is like pizza. Even if it's bad, it's still pizza. [STARE.... not that he was trying for sex. It seriously needs to be noted now. /sob]

[uccellodifuoco]

Are you really that desperate for it?

[justicereigns]

No! My point is, I'm definitely not pregnant.

[uccellodifuoco]

Why are you so sure? Did you check?

[justicereigns]

Just because I can't use my seastone jitte doesn't mean the other one won't hurt when I smack you with it.

[uccellodifuoco]

Your seastone jitte wouldn't make much effect on me anyway and you know it.

[justicereigns]

[Grunts.]

I'm still not checking for such a thing -- I don't even know how one would.

[uccellodifuoco]

... You want to know?

[justicereigns]

Do I?

[uccellodifuoco]

You're the one talking as if not knowing how to do it annoys you.

[justicereigns]

They just... whatever... something about periods. [Resisting the urge to childishly cover his ears.]

[uccellodifuoco]

[Blank stare. Does he want to ask what's that?]

[justicereigns]

[Stares back and shrugs.]

I'm not pregnant.

[End of discussion in other words.]

[uccellodifuoco]

Good. The world couldn't handle it anyway.

1/2

[justicereigns]

I'm sure I'd have a great little kid.

[Attempts to be deadpan....]

[justicereigns]

Wait. Shit. Pregnant woman have to give up smoking and drinking right?

Never getting pregnant.

[uccellodifuoco]

If they want a healthy baby, I heard so... You really are giving it some thought, aren't you?

[justicereigns]

No... it's just automatic. Once someone brings things up, hard not to think about.

[uccellodifuoco]

Sure.

[He has no problems stopping thinking about stupid stuff, Smoker.]

[justicereigns]

[That's because Ikki's special. Smoker has killer hearing and overthinks everything. It's a problem.]

What, you never hear someone say "Hey let's grab some rum cake?" and then in the process of deciding if you want some, think about having rum cake.

Now I want rum cake.

[uccellodifuoco]

I don't.

[To both the question and the rum cake.]

[justicereigns]

Huh. Great... now my entire life is throw into question.

[Except not really, because he doesn't care that much.]

[uccellodifuoco]

As if you cared that much about it.

[He knows you.]