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kingdomdressing2010-01-13 11:48 pm
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It's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left
[After an eventful new years, really seeing the light of anything sooner than next century seems far too soon for him.
However, even if the (attempted) Xigbar proofing of his living/laboratory space didn't prevent dusks getting in or out and thus doing this for him, he still wouldn't. No, this Vexen's paranoia runs far too deep to let anyone or anything else take care of renewing his food supplies.This paranoia at least does not extend to letting technology do the heavy lifting.
He really should be getting back as soon as possible, but this room here smells likereally good coffeeheaven.
Clearly it must be poisoned, but it smells so damn good; he's very, very sidetracked here trying to figure out how much testing would be needed in order for the more delusional paranoias to be satisfied with him taking some of the coffee beans in this room.
How long has it been since he's had real coffee?]
However, even if the (attempted) Xigbar proofing of his living/laboratory space didn't prevent dusks getting in or out and thus doing this for him, he still wouldn't. No, this Vexen's paranoia runs far too deep to let anyone or anything else take care of renewing his food supplies.
He really should be getting back as soon as possible, but this room here smells like
Clearly it must be poisoned, but it smells so damn good; he's very, very sidetracked here trying to figure out how much testing would be needed in order for the more delusional paranoias to be satisfied with him taking some of the coffee beans in this room.

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Welcome to the outside world!
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and wonder if it's worth trying to create some sort of advance Xigbar warning system, or if you'd just take that as a challenge]no subject
Not by choice.
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Xemnasbut still pretty damn close]Go away.
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Then what, pray tell?
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I was... short on supplies.
[read as: completely out and waited until starvation>'sense of pride']
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[translation: 'very yes, I lack the ability to speak in a font large enough to convey just how much']
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any bets on how many years it's been?]no subject
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MANYPat pat pat. ]What're you doing out here, anyway?
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*would not doubt the suggestion of decades*cringe]My supplies were low.
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b-b-but that would be FRATERNIsING with the enemy(ies) D:Motions for the little bots dealing with his crate of supplies to collect some of the coffee, yes there'd be extra effort, but standing right here for so long has made it difficult to resist.]no subject
[ Ooh, interesting. She's looking for that little spider, though. She still wants to take one home. ]
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the spider is probably hanging around the ceiling patroling or somethingEnjoy A Look⢠because even normal, the chances he'd really go for it would be veeeeeeery low.]no subject
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He rejects her reality and substitutes his own
[Frown. That was supposed to be doing important patrol work >:|
need to keep an eye out for them ALIENS]Don't you mythbusters me, mister --
UR NOT MY REAL MOM
Psychology is just applied biology really, therefore I know better.