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[ Now isn't that a odd sight, a Xigbar with two eyes. The right eye scarred and a (possibly quite familiar) shade of blue likely looks a little odd coupled with the absence of a eye-patch.

These 'manners' thingies must be a very abstract concept in this kitchen he shanghaied; boots on the table and too bad if that chocolate cake belonged to anyone.]

[[ooc:It's actually not a sadist muse, it's I-can't-believe-it's-not-a-sadist-muse muse.]]

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Your philosophy, explain it.

[ She just nabs some of the leftover crumbs. ~~HOW DOES HE SHOOT WITH IT.~~ ]

[~~MAGIC.~~ ~~HE DOESN'T KNOW.~~]
The question is would you rather make or buy your own; or would you rather take from or be given someone else's.

Edited 2010-02-03 11:35 (UTC)

I'll take the hidden option: Ask, and ye shall receive.

[ Yes, yes, she's pulling a 'GUESS WHAT I KNOW AND YOU DON'T' kind of thing. ] But, it's fun to do the latter.

[He's still thinking on if he wants to ask around or go on a mystic journey of discovery and lulz.]
Still option D.
[For now, he sits up, taking his boots off the table ~~listen to that poor chair creaking under his weight~~ and abuse his powers to acquire some ~~inspiration juice~~ beer, leaving a spare on the table in case she wants one.]

Edited 2010-02-03 12:33 (UTC)

[ That she shall, actually! Why thank you. She takes it -- ]

How long has it been since you arrived? [ Sip sip. ]

Hour, maybe two.
Being back from the dead is trippy like that.

[ She leans forward, pointing at her eyepatch and then his blue eye. ]

And the story?

Y'don't kiss and tell.

Even to yourself?

Tell ya what, guess where it's from and you get a story.

Nice tits by the way.

Edited 2010-02-03 22:49 (UTC)

[ Hmm, let's see. Sipping some more beer for a moment -- who else had blue eyes? ]

Marluxia?

Now, there's not much to it, really.

The organization doesn't take kindly to traitors, him and the babe, stupid shits that they are, may as well have just shouted their plans in the middle of a meeting for all the subtlety they had.

'Course they have to get punished, I got a souvenir out of it.

[ Pauuuuse. If he's anything like a Xigbar should -- she did love telling stories about her eye.

Eh, she'll bite this one. ] No flower power for you, huh?

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