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deathsdoctor) wrote2012-12-20 09:26 pm
deathsdoctor) wrote2012-12-20 09:26 pm
018 [Video]
[Law’s journal clicks on, thanks to the meddling of two annoying houseguests, far, far away from the man (who is manfully restraining some violent urges towards his visitors.), and records the following conversation.]
*Hic* - Hey! Hey, Jack! You gotta try this orange soda. It’s got some kick.
Santa’s going to be mad at you. No drinking on the job! … uh, where did you find that stuff, anyway?
[Inquiring elves want to know, okay?]
Friiiiiiiiidge.
… yeah. Just... don't touch anything in there anymore. Now where did those two goo--- oh? Did you hear that? Mike? [The faint sound of high pitched mewing.] Chris Christmas! MIKE! Get back here. We’re on a mission!
KITTENS!
That’s very nice, Mike. Now leave them alone before the mama… oh dear… mommy cats--- MIKE, JUST RUN!
… a~aah… *hic*?
….
AAAAH!
Good kitties! NICE KITTI---AIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
... every year. Hang on Mike, I'm coming!
[Footsteps sound and the journal is picked up, revealing a green clad elf brandishing a candy cane wildly and danging in air by the collar from a gray cat's mouth, while a red clad elf is sobbing hysterically under the paw of a black cat surrounded by her three kittens, just a day old.
Law sighs loudly. Cranky pirate captain doctor is cranky:]
Troublesome. What have you gotten into now? We were trying to sleep.
H-hey, you! Get us out of here! We'll put in a good word with Santa for you and your boyfriend! [DON'T LET THEM EAT US!] ... p-please? We won't even tell him about that naughty book you have. Come on...
... and if all I want is for you two to leave and never come back?
... uh... but... Santa... ugh, you're in so much trouble, Mike... ..n..noo... If you don't do this, you'll end on the naughty list! Santa's watching!
... hn. [Yeah... that's really helping your case, fellas.] Fine.
[The journal cuts off.]
*Hic* - Hey! Hey, Jack! You gotta try this orange soda. It’s got some kick.
Santa’s going to be mad at you. No drinking on the job! … uh, where did you find that stuff, anyway?
[Inquiring elves want to know, okay?]
Friiiiiiiiidge.
… yeah. Just... don't touch anything in there anymore. Now where did those two goo--- oh? Did you hear that? Mike? [The faint sound of high pitched mewing.] Chris Christmas! MIKE! Get back here. We’re on a mission!
KITTENS!
That’s very nice, Mike. Now leave them alone before the mama… oh dear… mommy cats--- MIKE, JUST RUN!
… a~aah… *hic*?
….
AAAAH!
Good kitties! NICE KITTI---AIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
... every year. Hang on Mike, I'm coming!
[Footsteps sound and the journal is picked up, revealing a green clad elf brandishing a candy cane wildly and danging in air by the collar from a gray cat's mouth, while a red clad elf is sobbing hysterically under the paw of a black cat surrounded by her three kittens, just a day old.
Law sighs loudly. Cranky pirate captain doctor is cranky:]
Troublesome. What have you gotten into now? We were trying to sleep.
H-hey, you! Get us out of here! We'll put in a good word with Santa for you and your boyfriend! [DON'T LET THEM EAT US!] ... p-please? We won't even tell him about that naughty book you have. Come on...
... and if all I want is for you two to leave and never come back?
... uh... but... Santa... ugh, you're in so much trouble, Mike... ..n..noo... If you don't do this, you'll end on the naughty list! Santa's watching!
... hn. [Yeah... that's really helping your case, fellas.] Fine.
[The journal cuts off.]
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So, you'd be interested in one of Sumire's kittens?
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....expressive.
However, he was rather Vulcan in his demeanor.]
Indeed, I am very much interested.
When would be a good time to meet the kittens? Vulcan's and their 'pets' are usually given time to get.....mentally acquainted.
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[Curious here.]
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Mental links are important among Vulcans... as you may be aware of my telepathic abilities. Being in contact with any intelligent creature will ensure an amicable relationship.
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Aa... yes, I am. [... he wondered if Lupin told the man he had used his Haki on him. As for the rest of that...] Well, I see how that could be useful for getting along, yes.
[It still sounds a little strange him, but okay.]
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Because Spock inquired what the invasive presence was when he was out...]
Indeed... shall I contact you after New Years?
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whoops, sorry for the short thread~
[And with that, the connection goes blank.]