02062014BalishMaenam

 -- conciseTactician [CT] began trolling aestheticChitin [AC] at 19:08 --

 [07:09] CT: Balish approaches the FuschiaBlood from behind, steps light but echoing across the astrolabe. He places a steady hand on her shoulder, and mutters darkly. "SIT."

 [07:11] AC: Maenam is shocked by the sudden touch to her shoulder, unsure of how to react before hearinq Balish's voice. She hesitates a bit at the command "Uhhhhhh Balish is everythinq okay?" she asks as she peaks liqhtly over her shoulder.

 [07:14] CT: Balish is a mess, no other way to twist it. His eyes are tired, with large purpleblood stains surrounding them, giving him a racoon look. On his forehead, his hair has an irrugular streak of white, sticking up with frosted, pale tips. The white on his forehead is grossly unnatural, like a clean picked bone. "PROBABLY not." He garbles, hand tensing. "But that's UNIMPORTANT right now. SIT."

 [07:18] AC: Maenam's eyes widen as she sees the state of her moirail behind her, "OMIQLUB Balish! Wh..what like..."she says, turninq to face him as she qrabs his hand and sits down on a roll of briqht qreen fabric.

 [07:20] CT: Balish sighs, squatting in front of her. "Don't ASK, I KNOW I look a MESS and am in the PROCESS of punishing who has DONE this." He runs a hand through his hair, stirring the white streak. "I need to TELL you something."

 [07:21] AC: Maenam nods and listens intently, fiqhtinq the urqe to try and fix the purpleblood's hair for him. "Whats up Balish?"

 [07:23] CT: Balish bites his lip, glancing at his hands and begining to rub them together. "I haven't EXACTLY been extremely HONEST, Maenam..."

 [07:29] AC: She blinks a little, a worried frown forminq on her lips, "about what?"

 [07:33] CT: Balish takes in a steady slow breath, clamping his hands together, opening his mouth, and letting a stream of words flow out. "I was NEVER really black with Nullar I figured being in a RELATIONSHIP with her would keep her SAFER but instead I confess to probably being grossly pale toward her and CONTINUEING to harbor those FEELINGS but it turns out that all I was DOING was tearing Libby APART but I

 [07:33] CT: 'm going to END it with Nullar BECAUSE I can't lose Libby and you should PROBABLY be extremely ANGRY with me for my infidelity and and I don't WANT to keep you forced in this RELATIONSHIP so if you don't WANT anything to DO with me that's OKAY and no hard FEELINGS."

 [07:38] AC: Maenam blinks a bit more, her face now more of a sort of stunned neutral than anythinq as she tries to process everythinq that was just revealed to her. Only the utmost of eloquence and poise was due here. "Uhhhhhhh... wut?"

 [07:41] CT: Balish takes a steady breath out. "I've been HARBORING extremely pale feelings toward Nullar, and I WANTED to keep her SAVE from everything by letting her have my Black quadrant. Libby's going to LEAVE if I keep this UP, so I'm BREAKING things off. I'm TRASH, you don't NEED to talk to me if you don't WANT to."

 [07:46] AC: Maenam blinks a few more times as she listens once aqain, sittinq there for a few moments before snickerinq to herself, holdinq a hand over her mouth" "Oh.. .my... qlub Balish..." she says behind her qiqqles.

 [07:46] CT: Balish's eyes flash. "Do NOT laugh." He growls, showing teeth.

 [07:50] AC: She snickers and qives his arm a qentle pap, "Oh my qlub Balish, your just.. like sooooooo dramatic!" she says, a warm smile qrowinq on her face "Balish, I'm not qonna, like, dump you for tryinq to save Nully."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [07:52] CT: Balish clicks his tongue, straightening a little. "Maenam, I have EXTREMELY pale feelings for ANOTHER troll, borderling infidelity. If we were NOT in a relationship, and she was WILLING, I would be moirails with her so FAST the astrolabe would SPIN. Does THAT put it in perspective."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [07:55] AC: Maenam nods "Yeaaahhhh. I mean it tells me that you like Nully in a pale way." She stands up, holdinq her hands on her hips, "Balish, qimme some credit, qeez."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [07:59] CT: He tilts his head. "You have NO PROBLEM with that? None at ALL?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:03] AC: Maenam siqhs a bit and crosses her arms "Balish, you like... knew Nully waaaaay before we ever met riqht? I'm like tooootes not surprised." She smirks a little "Honestly, I was more surprised when you like, took her as your kismesis..."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:04] CT: Balish covers his eyes with a hand. gnawing on his lip. "It's what SHE wanted, I FIGURED that would be GOOD enough."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:06] AC: She siqhs a bit, placinq a hand on the purpleblood's shoulder. "Caaaaalm down Balish. Seriously, I understand..." she smiles as she rubs his shoulder qently "...why don't you qive it a shot with Nully?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:07] CT: Balish glances up. "Libby's going to LEAVE if I continue this FARCE. Like LEAVE leave, dissipear FOREVER."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:10] AC: SHe blinks a little and qives a small qiqqle "No nooo, I didn't mean keep her as a kismesis, dude. I mean... why don't you qive beinq her moirail a shot? Would Libby still leave?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:10] CT: Balish's eyes widen. "M-Maenam..."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:15] AC: Maenam's smile qrows a little bittersweet as she looks down at him "Balish, I want you to cheer up. All I ever really wanted out of this moiralliqence was to like, make you happier. And if Nully is what would make you happiest, than thats totes all I would want."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:17] CT: Balish shakes his head. "I... You're PERFECT you know that?" He glares at his hand, threading his fingers between one another. "Nullar won't BE pale for me, I can TELL you that. I APPRECIATE the thought, BESIDES, I got you in that quadrant, I'm not QUIET done yet, if you're WILLING to keep me around."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:21] AC: Maenam blinks a little bit, a small fuschia blush appearinq on her cheek as she smiles and qives his hand a squeeze back. "Only if you're shore Balish.. " she says, blinkinq a few times as her blush qrows a bit deeper, "I mean sure." She couqhs awkwardly "Sure is totes what I said."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:21] CT: Balish glances up with a half grin. "WELL... Thanks for THIS I suppose. I need to GO tear someone's EMOTIONAL well being APART I guess."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:23] AC: Maenam blinks a bit "Ummm... yeah, about that. What's up?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:24] CT: Balish stands, glancing down. "Libby's going to LEAVE the session, and dissappear FOREVER. I can't LOSE her, no matter WHAT ANYONE feels."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:27] AC: Maeanm nods "Okay Balish, you like... totes have my backinq on this!" she says, holdinq out a hand for a brofist, "\like, qo and save your matesprit!"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:28] CT: Balish quirks an eyebrow, and just kind of... clasps her fist. "Y-YEAH, okay. I'll go DO that..."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:29] AC: Maeanm blinks as he qrabs her fist, rollinq her eyes and smirkinq as she pulls the purpleblood in for a huq, "Qood luck, Balish"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:30] CT: He squirms a little, and fishes a hand out, patting her on the back, then after a moment leaning his chin on her head. "THANKS, I needed THIS."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:31] AC: "Any time Bally. Any time."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:32] CT: 'R-right." Balish squirms a bit, putting a hand on her shoulder. "I'll go DO that."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:34] AC: Maenam releases him from her moiraily qrasp and qives him the "shoo" motion with her hands.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [08:34] CT: Balish nods, taking a step back, opening his mouth, and spinning around, stalking off.

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