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[drinkuntilidie]

[These spiders are really getting on Kevas' last nerves. He can't leave his room without being bitten three or four times be the damn things. At this point he's not even trying to avoid stepping on them. Any of the little buggers that get in his way will become nothing but a smear.

The last pest to bite him was an odd looking one but it delivered one painful bite for its size. Annoying yes, but it doesn't give Kevas any cause for concern...or at least it didn't until a pair of large swellings formed on his wrists.]

I t'ink dere might be sometin' wrong wid me.

[He pokes tenderly at one of the swellings.]

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Joo be stuck ain't jah?

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

No!

[But she isn't writing.]

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Den how come joo ain't be writin'?

[Kevas strolls back towards the barracks. If she got herself stuck someone has to help. Plus it's kind of his fault in the first place.]

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

Because... Sometimes I prefer not to!

[Lies. All lies.]

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Snerk.]

Where are jah girliemon?

[Troll to the rescue!]

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

Near the ablution traps. In the barracks.

[And she's pouting.]

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Okay he knows barracks but that other thing he hasn't got a clue.]

Da what now?

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

The ab-

[... Is he making her use the high-falutin fancy talk that Equius always makes her use? Well he does have blue-green skin...]

The bathroom!

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Alright hold still. I'll be dere soon.

[And so Kevas begins searching each floor in search of the strange "troll" girl.]

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

[In the mean time, Nepeta has got her other hand stuck in the web in an attempt to free the first and is left hissing ineffectually as she cranes her head about, searching for sign of Kevas.]

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[When Kevas finally finds her he has to hold back a laugh. He really shouldn't laugh at her, after all this is all his fault. Hopefully this will get her to think before she tries something like this again.]

Dere joo be.

[At least she's not stuck too badly.]

Just sit still and I'll pull jah off.

[Kevas gets behind her and grabs her by the waist.]

Tell me if it be startin' to hurt girliemon.

[And then he begins to pull her away from the web.]

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

[Why would she think before trying something fun? Keeping her from doing dangerous things is what a moirail is for... And her moirail isn't here.

She also isn't very good at sitting still, and starts to squirm as Kevas pulls her free.]

Hissssssss!

[And then one hand is free. Claws still unsheathed, if flails before Nepeta snatches it in close and begins examining the sticky web residue.

Her other hand is still stuck fast.]

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[By the Loa, Kevas is going to have to look after both these idiots.]

Would joo stop joor fussin' already?

[Alright that's one arm free, time to get the other. Kevas firmly grabs her other arm and pulls it away from the web.]

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

[Finding herself suddenly freed, Nepeta promptly ignores Kevas in favour of what is clearly the next most logical action.

She begins to lick the web from her hands and claws.

Having succeeded in smearing spider-silk all over her face, she finally looks up at her rescuer.]

Claws are still better.

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas just smirks.]

If joo say so girliemon. Might wanna clean up joor face dough.

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

[Nepeta mumbles.]

Perhaps you should clean up your face. You've got horns on your mouth.

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

First off dey be tusks, and second...

[Kevas bops her on the top of her head.]

Stop bein' stupid.

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

They're horns!

[She wrinkles her nose at being bopped. What was that?]

And I'm not stupid!

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Now she's just trying to be difficult.]

No, dese be horns.

[Kevas tugs on Nepeta's horns and then points to his tusks.]

Dese be tusks.

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

Mrow!

[Nepeta tries to bat Kevas' hands away from her horns. Those are hers!]

They lame tusk-horns to go with your lame blue blood!

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas pulls his hands away and chuckles.]

And just what be makin' joo t'ink my blood be blue?

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

Your face is blue. And you're a troll. So your blood has to be blue.

[She folds her arms and pouts. This logic, it is flawless.]

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas lets out a laugh. Ain't she cute?]

Clearly dere be no arguin' wid logic like dat.

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

Purrcisely.

[Argument: Won.]

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas chuckles again and pats her on the head.]

How 'bout we get outta here befuh joo end up gettin' stuck again mighty huntress?