It's Time to D-D-D-

[calmthefoxdown]

WHO: Gold and some guy he found playing with pots and YOU
WHERE: Dining Area
WHEN: Day 1, Afternoon

[ What happens during a live, I guess we're finding out. ]

[ If you were around the dining area a little earlier, you might have heard this going down. Now, Gold's MEDIA ATTENTION app has been activated, which broadcasts him in possibly the most unenthusiastic tone for a guy about to engage in a frying pan fight. ]

Unit member Gold of unit Avante en Garde, active. For the honor of my ears being spared the sounds of pots and pans clanging into each other for however long you planned to keep building that tower, I challenge you to a duel.

(( OOC: Duet is raiding but will be responding once she's done in a couple of hours. For now you're stuck with this loser. Incoming yugioh! ))

Comments

[criminaljustice]

Your stomach's probably saying otherwise. Let's get you some ice.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Waving hand from his position laying on the ground.]

If you say so.

[But the fact that he really getting up should be telling.]

[criminaljustice]

[moving to help him with getting up. there's no way that doesn't hurt, buddy.]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Good. He needs the help. He wasn't making much progress anyway. Thanks for not letting him flail around like a fish, Boss.]

At least getting points doesn't seem so bad. What do we have to do again?

[criminaljustice]

[time to walk to the kitchens. there's probably ice in the freezers.]

Property damage. So less damage to you.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

We aren't considered property? Hah!

[Okay. Laughing. Laughing hurts.]

Gosh, that kid has an arm.

[criminaljustice]

[too bad you love to laugh so much]

People aren't property.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Sucks to be me.]

If the Boss says so, it must be true. But don't worry, I like the people here. Though I might not share such good will toward our hosts.

[criminaljustice]

That's fair. It's their property we'll be damaging.

[gonna haveta leave you at a counter to go and fetch some ice.]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[K. Flopping.]

So.... You are friends with Giraffe, I see.

[criminaljustice]

[huffs a bit because like you're one to talk about being "friends" with him]

Is that your petname for him?

[ice goes into dishcloth]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[shh we are bonding like oil and water]

He answers to it.

[criminaljustice]

[amazing.]

That sounds like him. He refuses to call me Boss, but I guess I'm relieved he hasn't bothered with the profile name yet.

[ice for your poor tum tums. plops it right against where the bruise is sure to be worst.]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Holding it there with a bit of a grimace. It is helping though.]

Thanks.

[criminaljustice]

[hopping up to sit on the counter now.]

No problem.

Anyway, we're definitely not friends.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

So how does he rub you the wrong way?

[criminaljustice]

He calls me "Subordinate".

[that says it all right there, right?]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Cackling and wincing. Oh, that's precious.]

He is opinionated, isn't he?

[criminaljustice]

He thinks he's above everyone.