Vatheon Voicemail

[feralfanatic]

You have reached the Communication Device of the Disciple.

I am sorry. It looks like I am unable to answer at the moment.

Please leave a message, and I will get back to you.

Comments

[aim_exorable]

[Drinking to the point of floating is rad, Darkleer highly recommends it. When she hugs him, he tries to cling even more, making another pathetic whinny.]

I don't want to be sober. Ever again. No.

[feralfanatic]

[Disciple would recommend it too... but last time she did, she ended up with a kismesis. Well, and technically a moirail as well. You know what, Disciple recommends it. That does not mean, however, she can slack in her duty.]

Well you can not be drunk forever. If you want to drink sometime, let me know. Drinking alone is not a good thing.

[Another whinny, and more clinging. It was offical. She had the cutest moirail. ]

Besides, you need to be careful when drunk around here. That is when Dualscar gets you.

[A laugh. Seemingly genuine.]

[aim_exorable]

No. No.

[Why did you have to bring up fish, Disciple? Why? This is cruelty.]

Arty wouldn't. Bad.

[feralfanatic]

Do not fret, moirail-of-mine, I shall keep you safe from the scary be-cloaked one.

[She does what she must, because she can.]

So long as you promise that you will at least let me know in advance, the next time you plan on drinking.

[aim_exorable]

Push him down stairs.

[Darkleer encourages horrible things always. At her request, he tries to curl up a little more but can't, just nudging against her.]

Okay.

[feralfanatic]

Yes. I would do more then just push him down stairs. Maybe if I throw him in the plaza's fountain, and press the little button you gave me.

[Hurting Dualscar was funny... and it makes her feel weird. Ugh.]

[aim_exorable]

[He'll just stick with the funny part, thank you.]

Yes. Good moiral. Best.

[feralfanatic]

[She presses closer to him, redoubling her ministrations.]

Hhrmmmm... maybe I could possibly convince Tavros to harry him with flying squawk-beasts. Or, and this one is just mean, switch his sugar with salt in their shakers.