stupid network banter | crystals

[wythersake]

FORM: Crystals
SENDER: Isaac
RECIPIENT: You!
NOTES: Roëmænce Partnær Quiz. This whole post is NSFW.

Now that we've the proper criteria, who do we think is compatible? Quietly simmering with lust, and unable to act upon it by virtue of their, oh. Virtues.

While we're at it, we ought to determine the next public breakdown. Perhaps we can reuse the quiz — Have you ever shared laughter, only while quivering with barely-controlled rage, etcetera —

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[exequy]

Should I check in when I have less hair?

[wythersake]

Maker, no. That beard's all that's saving your chin.

[exequy]

There's nothing wrong with my chin.

[wythersake]

There's nothing wrong with your brother's chin.

[exequy]

[ Furious noise that will eventually manifest in words— ]

[wythersake]

Imagine, if he'd been a touch shorter, he might have slipped through to Pentaghast.

[exequy]

It is half an inch, [ is not true, but good luck to anyone hoping to prove it in the near future. ]

[wythersake]

That is, more or less, what Mlle Lavoie said in Ghislain —

[exequy]

[ In Nevarran, ]

Fucking Orlesians.

[altusimperius]

[a sharp laugh that immediately cuts as he mutes his crystal]

[exequy]

[ gonna kill u ]

[altusimperius]

[there are probably worse ways to go]

[elegiaque]

I thought Kostos just got bloated sometimes for the longest time. ( like, she's not proud of how long it took before she realised he was twins. )

[wythersake]

To think: A late night, and it's as if dear Nikos is still with us.

[exequy]

[ et tu ]

We don't even sound alike.

[ If you have an ear for the distinction between an Orlesian-influenced Nevarran accent and an Antivan-influenced Nevarran accent. ]

[elegiaque]

I wasn't making regular conversation with either of you at the time. ( this is just as true as the differences being less striking to the unfamiliar than he thinks. )