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He looks ridiculous in the white outfit, but he doesn't seem to mind. It's likely he didn't even bother rummaging through that chest in his room, or even if he did, maybe he liked the new look and decided to keep it. All the chairs and tables surrounding him have been pushed back into two large piles (off screen), so it's just him on the floor. Looking content as if nothing had happened.

"These keys are too MOTHERFUCKING SMALL."

He says, his voice low and raspy at first but then escalating into a shout by the end. The troll (judging by his gray skin and orange horns) remains sitting, now completely silent as he gazes into the camera, his focus on it starting to wane a little.

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[KEEPS IT THERE because he lives to annoy you, man. }8) Still he's... curious what he might have to say about this, so instead of finding another way to continue mocking him, he just... answers straight]

Yeah uh... that was definitely a thing that I said?

[He'll tolerate it for now...though mostly it's because he can't do shit to make him stop.]

No shit, motherfucker. ANYWAY, TELL ME, SUMMONER. How did I all motherfucking look? [He grins, almost in gleeful curiosity.]

[...wat. LKJSDLKFJ no sorry he can't help but laugh. THAT WAS NOT THE QUESTION HE EXPECTED]

Worried you've gotten uglier in your old age?

[He follows up the laughter with an uproarious one of his own. Waving a hand dismissively, he stops laughing all of a sudden.]

Age ain't a motherfucking thing, motherfucker. NOT TO ME. Come on, enlighten a brother!

[Dat laugh is kind of unnerving actually! Not that he lets it show... mostly because he can't believe he's actually going to try to answer this]

[Leans closer to the screen, looking him over a couple times. Makes a little come here gesture with his finger]

You're uh... too far away. Get closer. [Let him see your face better! There is another huge uncoordinated brute comment he could make here, but he leaves it for now]

[There's no response at first, just a flat stare with a hint of a grin. But then in one movement, he stands up quickly with a loud whoosh sound, then comes crashing back down in front of the screen. The table rattles violently, along with the computer, and the piles of tables and chairs behind him tumble over in a loud clattering mess. That brute comment would've worked here.

His face is mere inches from the screen, staring into the screen with the same look, and completely silent. Like he's daring him to say something unpleasant.]

[Good lord... He always forgets how ridiculously huge he is...! Just gives him a look like wAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY, for a moment before returning to scanning his face...]

[...he's actually never been this close to him so it may take longer then expected as he follows the line of the Highblood's facepaint, tries to see the troll underneath it... kahsdf he kind of wishes the guy would back the hell up though. Even through a computer screen, sticking his face into a subjugglator's is making his (quite meager) self-preservation instinct screech a little]

[He's quite careful to let none of that show, and eventually, he leans back and shrugs!]

You look the same to me...! Uh... your make-up was a little different the last time we met, I guess. [But that is probably not particularly extraordinary!]

[Yeahhhh... he's not sorry about that. He is the epitome of overkill and unnecessary things. There's always his ability to implant fear into others, no matter how brave they may make~~out with themselves~~ themselves out to be.

After a moment, he cants his head slightly, like he didn't know what all dem words coming outta his mouth didn't all motherfucking mean you know what I'm saying? He finally sits back away from the screen, and chuckles lowly to himself. He rubs at the corner of his mouth where a bit of white paint smudges off.]

Guess this all means I better get to changing my look real motherfucking soon.

[ljsdf he is not sure what to think about this, and he is especially not sure how to ask what's going on without putting himself in the Highblood's control, conversationally. A pretty significant part of staying cONFIDENT, in the face of highblood prejudice is making sure none of them think there is anything he wants from them! Especially when that thing is information]

[His constant smirk maybe goes a little hollow at the edges as he watches and considers... But only for a moment, and only just barely, before it's returned to it's usual bright, annoying glory]

I know it uh... must be awful knowing you're missing out on memories that feature me, but changing your make-up isn't the thing that's going to restore them...! [Everything in his tone says he's mocking his intelligence again... ljsdf]

[He grins right on back, taking the mocking tone in stride. He's actually feeling pretty good about all this! ]

Nah, brother, this isn't motherfucking at all about restoration. HOW DO YOU MOTHERFUCKING RESTORE WHAT WASN'T EVER ALL THERE? You know what I think? SEE--

[Leans forward a little again, hand gesturing out to help him illustrate his point. Ooh boy, grab something to snack on Summoner. This is gonna take a while.]

This is just a motherfucking theory. I AIN'T REALLY INTO THINKING TOO DEEPLY ABOUT THIS SORT OF SHIT, YOU KNOW, BUT HEY. Brother's gotta do it sometimes, right? YOU, MOTHERFUCKER, WITH YOUR TIMEY-FUCKIN-WIMEY DEAL, ARE JUST A LITTLE AHEAD OF ME. I can't be all remembering any cheeky-ass motherfuckers as of late, because like hell I could forget an interaction as enlightening as this....heh.

WHAT I DO REMEMBER IS THE LAST MOTHERFUCKER THAT GAVE ME SO MUCH MOTHERFUCKING SHIT. Felt just like yesterday. IT WAS SO MOTHERFUCKING PERFECT ASIDE FROM A COUPLE OF MOTHERFUCKING SLIP-UPS BY A CERTAIN BLUEBLOODED MOTHERFUCKER. But shit happens, and we all move the fuck right on, don't we? ANYWAY. I feel that, you know... everything should be as motherfucking planned. AS IT ALL WAS. There's a larger motherfucking force here at work, brother. LARGER THAN ANY MOTHERFUCKING ONE. Shit's speeding it the fuck up for the both of us, bringing us closer to that ULTIMATE MOTHERFUCKING PUNCHLINE.

[He's been wildly gesturing at this point, but then suddenly he stops and draws in close to the screen, pressing his forehead against it.]

I gotta look the motherfucking part, Summoner. HEH, MOTHERFUCKING HEH. You think you can help a brother out when the time all motherfucking comes?

[Gosh, if he could never hear another monologue in that whisper-scream again, it would really be too soon. Despite that though, this is the first time he's heard the Highblood talk about his beliefs at length, so he's... interested! Listens quite intently, following each sudden pitch change with the slight tilt of his head...]

[...at least until the Highblood gets way too close there at the end! Because then he realizes he's gotten too caught up in listening and isn't paying attention to his presentation the way he should. Jerks back before he can catch himself, wings opening up behind him for the first time in this particular conversation. They hum at the air, sound for the sake of making himself seem bigger then he is and dammit dammit fuck he knows that that will read like wanting to escape. Which... yes, he does, more and more as this goes on, but that was not something the Highblood needed to know]

[So he shifts up as high in his chair as he can, and doesn't fold his wings again. And the smirk returns to his face, but it's meaner this time. Less playful. More teeth. If he can make it look like that was all intentional and not just a moment of hindbrain panic...]

If it's fate, then you'll look the part anyway, whether I help or not. Don't you think?

Edited 2011-11-30 21:50 (UTC)

[The sound of humming is crystal clear, and his gaze is suddenly fixed on the wings. His eyes widen until they cannot widen no more, his face still glued to the screen. He's just too surprised to even consider the fact that it was a fearful reaction, though this might occur to him much later on.

It takes him a moment, but he finally pulls away from the screen and let his eyes return to their normal size, narrowing them. A lowblood with wings! What do you motherfucking know? This was definitely the work of a higher power, he's sure of it now. How exciting. Exciting as the look the the Summoner is giving him now as he suddenly tunes in to what the lowblood has to say.]

Maybe. MAYBE NOT. The motherfucking circumstances have changed, the setting, twisted. WHO CAN MOTHERFUCKING SAY? You've faced me in the future in a place entirely different from THIS MOTHERFUCKING TOWER, DID YOU NOT? We've been given a chance, Summoner...a chance to speed shit up a little.

[He taps at the screen with an almost longing look, desperately wanting to reach in a crumple those beautiful wings in his fist--no, no, wait, hold the motherfuck up. He doesn't want to destroy them. That would be a real shame. He just wants to touch. That's all.]

YOU WON'T MOTHERFUCKING RUN FROM THIS CHANCE...will you? FLAP YOUR BITCHING WINGS TO SAFETY FROM THE MEAN MOTHERFUCKING HIGHBLOOD? Heh heh, not that it will be at all motherfucking helping you in the end...

Edited 2011-12-01 00:32 (UTC)

[I DON'T WANNA PLAY WITH YOU OKAY]

[lkjsdf no he... doesn't say that. Or even hint at it, really, just... tilting his head a little]

[Shrugs after a moment] Like I said before. You have to catch me first. [And maybe now it's clear why that might actually be a more difficult thing then usual! Folds his wings finally, not so much mocking that look of longing, as just... trying to deny him something that clearly pleases him!]

[He sort of...deflates when the wings disappear, but quickly regains his composure.]

Yes, I see where you were all going with that the last motherfucking time you all said it. REAL MOTHERFUCKING CLEVER. I'll catch you, Summoner. JUST LIKE HOW I MOTHERFUCKING CAUGHT THE SUFFERER.

[...laughs. And just like his smirk, it's gotten meaner along the edges]

Well I'm sure you'll try your very hardest anyway. You shouldn't speak too highly of yourself though. You haven't caught me yet. [In his timeline, he means] Haven't even got close. [...which is probably a lie, but... whatever]

[He glares in return, every muscle in his face hardening. His voice sounds quieter than normal but he practically spits each word out, like it hurts to speak.]

Then I guess I better be all putting my greatest motherfucking effort into it this time.

[Heh. HEH. Kinda... ridiculously pleased with himself that he got under his skin that much]

Careful. Don't strain yourself before you've even started.

[Blink blink. He looks a little taken back at first, but then he just grumbles to himself, still glaring, but off to the side somewhere. Is...is he sulking? He lets out a heavy sigh and then goes back to staring at the Summoner. Not...really...saying anything? Just staring???]

[AWW PRESHUS. ('8 Goodness, he wishes he had a picture of that because when he gets back there is no way his cavalreapers are gonna believe he got the Grand motherfucking Highblood to sulk. What a fabulous experience this suddenly is. Miracles and all that, right bro?]

[Definitely doesn't wanna spoil this particular miracle though, so he reaches up to the off switch so he can close this conversation before it sours]

Heh... When you're ready to give up, just give me a shout over the network here, okay? [Gives him one last, terribly self-satisfied smile and... HE'S GONNA SHUT THIS OFF UNLESS YOU GOT SOMETHING ELSE TO SAY!!!]

[He seems...eerily silent at first, not even really reacting to that extremely infuriating smile! His fist clenches and then lets go, a motion he repeats over and over while a low growl starts building up in the back of his throat. It escalates slowly, and it's only going to get louder until the Summoner switches the screen off.

He...clearly has no intentions to continuing this conversation anymore.]

[AHAHAHA yep, he just... watches dat fist clenching, once, twice, and then smiles SOMEHOW just a little bit wider, winks at him and... the screen goes blank]

[..........and now he's going to scurry as far away from this terminal as possible because holy shit that was stupid way to go Summoner]

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