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[ Mindfang looks kind of...frazzled when she turns the feed on. Her hair's rumpled like she's slept for a month (well, okay, she did), and she has a few fancy hats piled on her head. One of the hats tumbles down as she swings the camera around, and lands in a humongous pile of bee plushes just as she turns the camera to it. ]

Okay, just whose idea of a joke was this? It's not even funny, it's just weird and pointless!

[ She might also be a little freaked out that someone managed to sneak in and do all that while she was asleep...Mindfang is used to having very good reflexes. ]

And who put the damn robot in here, anyway?

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Okay. Who do I kill for touching my kismesis?

[Orly, Mindfang? Dualscar's lips curve up a bit at that, and he closes the door adn begins to make his way back to the living room]

The Summoner left me wwith this little problem, but havve no fear. Darkleer is givvin me a neww one, and it wwon't be any kind a disability for much longer.

[ A slight hesitation at that, but then the moment's past and she rallies. ]

Doesn't matter. He touched what's mine to hurt. Can't have that.

[He smiles and takes her hand as he sits down on the sofa, tugging to try to get her to come down with him]

Do I sense a little jealousy? You don't havve half a his powwer, I think. He used the beasts a the air and ocean against me.

[ She bristles, not going with his tugging. ]

So sorry I don't measure up. What lofty standards you have, Orphaner, flirting pitch with a brown. Gosh, being able to control actual trolls with minds rather than simple animals, how very pedestrian I must seem to you!

Noww, noww, no need to be defensivve. You're the one I wwax black for, Spinneret. That wwas nothin' more than a meaningless fling, ovver a difference a opinion, at most. [He pauses] He took offence ovver an accidental drowwnin', wwhere the Signless came out the wworse for it.

That's it? Weak.

Wwhat's wweak about it? [Argh, stop standing over him. He hooks his leg around hers and tries to tip her into his lap]

What a boring reason. I'd hoped there was some great story behind it. Something to make up for how damn boring it is here.

[ Nope, just gonna avoid that. And stand a little taller, since it's bugging him so much. ]

It wwasn't that fuckin' boring. I accidentally culled my owwn fuckin' moirail! [Yeah, he's getting testy now, and she's pissing him off]

The key part of that being accident. Hell, it's not even as if death is permanent here.

[ She'll just move down into his lap now, with delicate care. Don't mind her straddling you, Dualscar. ]

Don't tell me you're offended that I'm not incredibly interested in your moirail's death gasps, Fins.

I wwasn't about to fuckin' cull him on purpose. [The words end in a growl, but now she's climbing into his lap, so that's good] You don't havve to be concerned about Signless in any kind a wway.

Who said I was? I bother with my kismesis, not the mutant wonder.

[ She leans in, kissing his neck, just under his fins. ]

So, a new leg, huh? Interesting.

[Oh yes, this is nice. His fins flare a bit, lifting as she kisses him in that sensitive spot, and his fingers scrape down her back, digging in just a bit with his claws]

He's doin' it to my specifications, a course. Might havve a feww surprises.

I guess you'll be pretty useless for anything fun until then, mm?

[ She grins a little, obviously baiting him. ]

[He scowls and grabs her ass in both hands, arching against her]

Isn't this 'fun' to you? I think it is.

Not with an...inadequate partner, shall we say. And after all, isn't that what a cripple is?

[ But she doesn't move away or get him to stop grabbing her ass. She likes that, okay. ]

[He bares his teeth] I'm far from crippled, girl.

[Shifting, he tries to press her down to the sofa. He's only lost his leg below the knee - while that might give him a few disadvantages, he still has his weight and strength]

[ She sees that coming, but allows it. She wants to have fun, after all that time out of action. Needs to make up for things. ]

Prove it.

[He has missed her, and he fully intends to do so. So he kisses her soundly, his hands busy over her body as he presses her down to the sofa.]

[ She lets out a little groan into the kiss, clutching at his shoulders, digging her claws into his skin. Like she cares he's injured. He'd better be able to keep up with her. ]

[He might be injured, but he's not weak. In this position, the leg hardly matters, and he groans as she digs her claws into him. He bites her lip, drawing cerulean blood and kisses her possessively, thrusting his tongue into her mouth]

[ She kisses him back fiercely, grinning against his mouth, biting his tongue and lapping at the purple blood that fills her mouth when she does. ]

We going to make up for lost time, then?

[He growls as she bites him, but eagerly, grinning in response. And soon there's a mixture of purple and cerulean blood in their mouths]

Wwell, you'vve got to make it up to me, havven't you?

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