090814-Lily-Erisio

[09:14] GC: Erisio is slumped up against a wall, drawing in the ground with a stick

[09:17] GT: Lily meanders over. "Whatcha doing?"

[09:22] GC: "Drawin*, it*s pretty boring just waiting out here."

[09:23] GC: The *drawing* seems to consist of two stick figures with angry eyes, and one with sad ones. All 3 are frowning.

[09:23] GC: so: >:( :( >:(

[09:23] GT: "Who're they?"

[09:25] GC: "Oh uh" Erisio quicky erases the drawing with his foot. "No one"

[09:27] GC: "who*re *you*?"

[09:29] GT: "Lily Mavico, Daughter of Doir Mavico and Scion of Arena. Also suspicious now." She sits. "What's on yer mind?"

[09:32] GC: "You*re a seer, you figure it out." He avoids looking her in the eyes, and avoids looking at her at all.

[09:33] GT: "Youuuu're...mad at me about something, I think."

[09:33] GC: "Not exactly"

[09:33] GT: "Shit. Uh." She shrugs. "I got nothing."

[09:36] GT: "Is it the snake oil. You're frustrated over the snake oil."

[09:36] GC: "Nope."

[09:38] GT: "Fuck. Is it the window."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:38] GC: "Wow you suck at this"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:39] GT: "Thank you for the commentary. I definitely needed that."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:41] GC: "Think about things that you have said or done today. Just think for a moment, and maybe you*ll figure it out."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:42] GT: "Is it. Is it my insinuating science is better than plants. Plants are science too, I am sorry."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:42] GC: "Oh my fucking god I*m mad because my sisters fucking hate each other"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:43] GT: "OHHHHHHH, OK." She pouts. "Well, you could have just SAID."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:44] GC: "I thought I*d see how long it would take you to think of it"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:45] GT: She pouts more. "You are the worst and I hate you forever."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:46] GC: "Wow thanks. Good to know I*m on your shitlist too. That really lifts my mood. Thanks a ton "sis"."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:46] GT: "Oh my Goddddd, it was a joke. A *joke*."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:49] GC: He just sighs and starts drawing again.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:50] GT: "Augh. I am sorry your sister is a prick sometimes but come on. She treated my wounds with dog piss and shaving cream because I was deemed too stupid to get actual treatment. And apparently I'M supposed to be the teambreaker."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:50] GC: This time, it looks like a small wilting flower

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:52] GC: "I just want to know why you*re both so detirmined to get at eachother*s throats"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:52] GC: "Like, you specifically said you were going to take the deal just to piss Acey off"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:53] GT: "Cause she was pissing ME off at the time."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:56] GC: "WHy do you hate her so much? Why does she hate you so much?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:58] GT: "I dunno! Maybe it's because she's a paranoid bimbo who fawns over Merrow so fiercely I feel like I'm gonna puke every time I see her? Maybe it's genetic? Maybe we're born with it?" She strikes a pose. "Maybe it's Maybelline."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:01] GC: "This isn*t the type of conversation you joke about. But got it, you hate her because she*s a paranoid bimbo"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:07] GT: "Mm hmm. If you've got any counterarguments, I'd love to hear them. Of course, I'll probably still think she's a bitch until she acts otherwise, but hey, you can give it your best shot."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:10] GC: "Ok. Sure."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:14] GC: "Acenia is totally cool and sweet and smart. Even though we fight sometimes we always make up, and usually the fight was my fault anyway. She*s always been there for me and I wish I could always be there for her. She might be the best sister I ever had."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:15] GC: "I love her so much, but I also love you. Because you*re smart, and funny, and you share my interests, and even though we only just met you*re my biological sister and that*s awesome, and you might also be the best sister I ever had"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:15] GT: "Aww."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:15] GC: "But I can*t have two best sisters and you both hate each other and if this were the place for jokes I*d say you*re both Lisa and you*re tearing me apart"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:16] GC: "But it isn*t the place for jokes..." He looks back to his drawing, which in his rant had become an angry mess of squiggles

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:17] GT: "Well we can't have that." she grins. "One of us has to bite the bullet and be Tommy Wiseau."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:19] GC: "Just who ever it is, don*t decide to make a movie"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:21] GT: "Sorser will be my Greg Sestero. It'll be great."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:25] GC: He chuckles a little and continues drawing. It isn*t even clear what it*s supposed to be anymore.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:26] GC: "I wonder what*s going on in there"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:27] GT: "Hell if I know. Probably getting their hearts charmed out by the puppies."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:29] GC: "Look, when they come out of their, can you at least try and build a bridge between you two? Like, find some common ground?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:31] GT: "Tried doing that the very first conversation. The only common ground we've got is being unable to get along for more than 5 minutes."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:01] GC: "Are you sure? Like sure-sure? If you both were to stop antagonizing each other constantly? You would have no common ground at all?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:02] GT: "Well I mean duh we both have overprotective moms and stressful home lives and big secrets we had to keep and blah blah blah but I mean like EMOTIONALLY." She waves her hands vaguely. "FRIENDSHIPPY."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:02] GT: "-ly. Friendshippyly?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:03] GT: "That sounds hells of awkward. Friendshippy works, I think."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:03] GC: "Ok so like, your clashing personalities make it hard/impossible to get along"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:04] GC: "But, do you really have to both make every little thing a huge deal? Like seriously we spent most of our time on the street listening to you two yell at each other and apply dog piss to wounds"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:07] GT: "Ohhh noooo, how dare we have emotions," she says flatly.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:10] GC: "I don*t mean it like that! I mean, there*s no need to fight. Yeah you don*t have to like each other, but it doesn*t mean you have to fight all the time"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:11] GT: She crosses he arms huffily. "I guess I can sort of maybe try not to antagonize her even though she's always the one who starts shit anyways you butt. You are a butt. Have I mentioned this. Your face is a butt. Your arms are butts. Your anatomical structure is composed entirely of microscopic butts."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:13] GC: "Don*t you be too harsh now, I might start to cry." He says flatly. "And don*t think you*re being singled out either, I*ll be having the same conversation with Acey"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:13] GT: "Okey doke." She stick out her tongue. "Erassio."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:15] GC: "Fine, uh... Lame-y"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:15] GT: "We need to work on your pun skills."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:18] GC: "Do we...? I*m good when it*s like.. plants."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:20] GT: "Having a theme's good. You gotta know when to pun in a pinch, though." She sighs dramatically. "It's a dog-eat-dog world out there, Erisio, and you don't wanna get caught with your..." She makes finger pistols. "Schnauzers down."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:21] GC: "I haven*t heard about dog eat dog worlds since I was... ca-nine."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:21] GT: "It's a noble field of study, and easy to pick up. Don't exactly need a...lab-rador."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:25] GC: "I... uh... yeah I*m still too bummed to think of anything else"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:27] GT: "Soz." She sits down beside him and starts drawing in the sand. She's a decent artist. Nothing to write home about, but not exactly stick figures either. She starts drawing what looks like a depiction of Sorser, grinning his trademark snakelike grin.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:30] GC: "Oh my, romance is in the air"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:31] GT: She blushes. "Shaddup. Just drawing what came to mind." She starts drawing a picture of Erisio with a butt in place of a face.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:34] GC: He hmphs. "So mean, if I had time I could show you how good I am at making art"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:35] GT: "Ohoho. That a challenge?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:36] GC: "And *hwat* if it is?" He puts odd emphasis on the h sound.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:37] GT: "HWELL then, I might have to take you up on your offer there." She grins. "See just hwat you can do."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:41] GC: He decaptchalouges quite a few paintings. They are actually... pretty decent. They seem to be of unfamilliar trolls.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:42] GT: "Whoa." She takes one and looks it over. "These are pretty good. Who are they?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:43] GC: "I dunno. People"

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[06:44] GT: "Neato." She hands it back. "Consider me soundly hwupped."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:54] GC: "You got so hwupped." He captchalouges the paintings.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:55] GT: "It is insane how hwupped I got."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:57] GC: "Oh hey so, why did you start crying and give the dog your sheet anyway?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:58] GT: She takes on a faraway look. "Damn bastard showed me his family."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:58] GC: "Huh?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:00] GT: "You tell me you wouldn't feel sorry for a kid whose mom's got 14 other siblings to feed."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:00] GC: "Wha? How*d you know about his family? I mean I know my memory is good but even I can*t remember what I don*t know"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:01] GT: "Oh. Right." She taps her head. "Read his mind, I think."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:01] GC: His head tilts to the side and he looks confused.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:03] GT: "Seer of Mind, remember? I can see yer braaaaains." She waggles her fingers spookily. "I'm still kind of shit at it though, it looks like.""

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:03] GT: *"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:04] GC: "Oh wow! I didn*t think we could use our powers so quickly!"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:04] GC: "How do you do it?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:06] GT: "It's like...sonar, kinda? I sort of send out a pingy thing at the guy and get stuff back, It's how I knew Acenia was alive back when Balish kidnapped her. I could feel her mind. It was reeeeally fuzzy, though."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:07] GC: "No No, I mean how do you get yourself to send out the sonar? Because I*m a mind player too, so maybe I could learn!"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:08] GT: She shrugs. "Think really hard and hope it works."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:11] GC: "Uh... ok"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:12] GC: "So you just... think..." Erisio puts fingers over his temples and concentrates REALLY REALLY HARD

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:13] GT: She makes an effort not to laugh. "Well, you have to figure out what you're trying to do first."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:14] GC: "Nope, nothing"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:14] GC: "I*ll just... meditate... or something..."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:15] GT: "Pff, meditating. Ain't nobody got time for that. I'll just keep progressing on my way to becoming a human lie detector. Like I said, you should probably figure out what the Hell you're actually trying to do before doing it."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:16] GC: "Ok, I*ll talk to ya later than"

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[10:16] GT: "Okey doke."