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[karlsefni]

"Fuck'm I s'sposed to do with th—krrttkkkckkskhkhhhhhhh"

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House 1464	Speed Dial
N/A aaaaaaaaall byyyyyyyyyy myseeeeeeeeeeeelf

Comments

[badbreak]

What about important stuff? Weapons or... I dunno, whatever's important.

[karlsefni]

. . . . My father's knife. I woke up here without it.

[badbreak]

Ya can get that back.

[karlsefni]

. . . Fine.

[badbreak]

'Cuz it was your dad's, right?

[karlsefni]

. . . Yes. My father left it to me.

[badbreak]

How'd he die?

[karlsefni]

[SILENCE]

[WHAT THE FUCK, BADOU.]

[badbreak]

-- Yo? Thorfinn?

[karlsefni]

[he's not slow to anger, he's really quick actually - and his tone is sharp, snappish, angry, akin to the burning anger he'd displayed before.]

Like a warrior would, bravely and on the battlefield.

[badbreak]

[Badou is quiet for a moment; he's tactless at times, but he knew exactly what he was asking -- he just didn't know the reaction he'd get]

[he supposed he almost expected something stoic and tough, since Thorfinn seems to brush death and violence off without a care, since you couldn't want to seek revenge unless you were hard]

[the anger's more telling than the other boy likely intends, but that's fine (he can relate, maybe)]

Ya should definitely get his knife back, then, yah.

[karlsefni]

[he's quiet too, taking a moment to readjust himself—calm down, temper temper.]

. . . mm. [no, he can't do this.

click. ending feed.]

[badbreak]

[well, we definitely learned something today.]

[karlsefni]

[that lesson better be "don't ask thorfinn about his dad"]

[badbreak]

[lol nah]

[karlsefni]

[you fucker]