SCAWWY ⇢ KARLACH (FLURRY)

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[ SHE IS INDEED VERY VERY WARM.... he noticed this before help. one pat is all it takes huh.

looks at the coffin. looks at her. looks at the coffin. squints at her like she's text that's very hard to see. ]

What in the forkin' fudgin' heck...?

[ LOOKS AT THE COFFIN ]

Those forkin' goat muddle-fudgers just messin' with us now! Out there yukkin' it up from wherever! Each and every one of 'em's gettin' a lead headache to take with 'em straight to the fiery depths, I'll tell you what! [ yosemite sam cartoon fuming ]

[ablazement]

[sometimes you are just a furnace that is dog friend shaped

this, unfortunately, makes her giggle a little. she tries not to, biting her lip, but something slips out.]

Ooh, they are definitely out there yukkin' it up!

A lot of things here seem to be meant to try and freak us out. [she nudges the coffin with her foot.] Like the text on everybody, or the danger book that screams at you in a language you can't understand.

[shirtbag]

[ miss karlach you are SOOO CUTE

he had other things to say but ]

Danger book?

[ablazement]

Huh? Oh - yeah, you know, the Bible?

[she says this like eddie izzard. bib-lee. they don't have bibles in faerun i'm sorry]

It apparently screams real aggressively at you until you put it back.

HELP NOT THE BIBBLY

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Muddle-fudger! That's what happens? [ HE WOULDN'T KNOW BECAUSE ] How's it always forkin' gone then?

[ablazement]

[that was the funniest sequence of edits i've ever gotten thank you]

Because people can't help themselves! We've got like six wizards who just want to put their face in the screaming book!

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[ YOU GUYS ARE THE ONES TAKING THE BIBLE I'M YELLINGGG ]

Forkin' hell. They still try ta' read that even when it's screamin' at ya?

[ablazement]

[GAZES LOUDLY]

That has never stopped Gale before. He's so horny for magic.

[shirtbag]

[ SDKFDKLF

snorts. laughs. ]

He what now?

[ablazement]

I'm surprised you haven't heard, he likes to brag about it. We've got Gods and Goddesses, right? I think that's a weird thing in other places, but we do. And he was macking on the Goddess of Magic before I met him.

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Mackin' on? [ GALE? HELLO ] Y'mean he was twitter-pated? What'd she think 'bout it?

[ablazement]

[karlach out here just spreading gale's dirty laundry i'm sorry alli]

She was into it! Apparently! They -- [whispers:] fucked, apparently!

[shirtbag]

[ whistles! ]

Have mercy. Ain't a lot of people what can say they forked a goddess. Must say, I'm impressed.

[ablazement]

Yeah. On the one hand, I'm sort of curious.

On the other, she's horrible. You can't trust a God to treat you like a person, you know? Gale's just a bug to her. And I won't stand for that.

[shirtbag]

Ya tried talkin' to 'em about it?

[ablazement]

Who, Gale? More times than I can count. You can't trust a wizard to make the right decision about their own damn wellbeing.

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[ poor karlach :') and gale ]

S'how you know you give a damn 'bout someone, huh? Frustratin' to no end. Sounds like he's got some learnin' to do on his own.

[ablazement]

[unfortunately for gale he has to suffer karlach being aggressively on his case so it really is just. poor gale.]

... Guess so. [a sigh. and as she says this, a little squiggly tattoo crawls across her face that says haven't got the time. huh.]

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[ no.... poor karlach too

boothill was getting close to addressing the elephant in the room—the writing across her chest. those words on her face catch up to him more quickly. he says them slowly as they travel, eyes narrowed. ]

"Haven't got the time," huh...?

[ablazement]

[ah.

well. she pauses. instinctively, her tail curls down, wraps around her ankle.]

Hah, well - who ever does, right? Life's so short.

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[ he notices her curl into herself a little. oh no. not that ): ]

That ain't what I...

[ he tries to say this carefully, lowering his head a little. ]

Miss Karlach, you been seein' those words show up on peoples' bodies, right? I ain't fool enough to think ya' haven't seen mine.

[ablazement]

[a beat.]

... Yeah, I've seen 'em. I was trying to be polite. [huff.] It doesn't matter to me much what they mean, other than it hurts the people that wear them. Fucked up, is what it is.

[but she senses he has a point, so.]

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Couldn't agree more.

[ insanely forked up. ]

I'll be honest with ya'. I saw them words show up across your face. About time. I only read 'em out by reflex.

Now, you don't gotta tell me nothin' you don't want to. Just tellin' you what's what.

[ablazement]

[silence, for a bit. it's weird, her being silent, being still. she's a fidgety person, all energy, all the time, but just for a moment, she seems tired.]

... I can tell you, but you have to promise you won't mention it to anybody else. Alright? Swear.

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[ boothill waits, watching her steadily. he can see that exhaustion roll over her like a wave. ]

Hey. [ he nods. ] Anything you tell me stays here in this room, okay? I ain't sharin' with nobody. Swear on my life as a Galaxy Ranger.