Why do you keep calling me that anyway? [Someone is not up on their Norse Mythology] I have a name, you know. [Not that he's ever offered it up to her during the course of this... conversation?]
Are you serious right now? [Look whose not being silent in anyway. With a shake of his head he sucks in a sharp settling breath.
When there's finally some space between them, Chazz thinks he'll be able to recover his composure... but this crazy girl just won't leave it alone. Those soft digits gliding over his forehead befuddle him briefly.] I'm not sick... [He manages to squeak out. This is probably the most that he's ever been handled by a girl and it's mostly been to threaten him with bodily harm, so why was she suddenly worried about his well being? Before he can add much else he goes tumbling backwards when she loses her temper again.]
Gah! [The sound of his cry tapers off after the collision with someone's lawn ornament, and is replaced with a groan.] What are you, crazy or something?! I'm getting whiplash from trying to keep up with your moodswings. [.. but that's about all he has the energy for. The confusion of the day, coupled with a prolonged exchange of verbal barbs, topped off with a collision into whatever this lawn decoration was supposed to be has him totally drained. He just lays there uselessly, letting his head lean backwards as he looks at the sky above.]
[Before the offending kami can reach him, there's a weird popping sound and a flash of light that accompanies it. When the illumination fades there's a monster standing in her way. Druddigon had waited long enough to be released from it's ball and it's master was in trouble.]
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Are you serious right now? [Look whose not being silent in anyway. With a shake of his head he sucks in a sharp settling breath.
When there's finally some space between them, Chazz thinks he'll be able to recover his composure... but this crazy girl just won't leave it alone. Those soft digits gliding over his forehead befuddle him briefly.] I'm not sick... [He manages to squeak out. This is probably the most that he's ever been handled by a girl and it's mostly been to threaten him with bodily harm, so why was she suddenly worried about his well being? Before he can add much else he goes tumbling backwards when she loses her temper again.]
Gah! [The sound of his cry tapers off after the collision with someone's lawn ornament, and is replaced with a groan.] What are you, crazy or something?! I'm getting whiplash from trying to keep up with your moodswings. [.. but that's about all he has the energy for. The confusion of the day, coupled with a prolonged exchange of verbal barbs, topped off with a collision into whatever this lawn decoration was supposed to be has him totally drained. He just lays there uselessly, letting his head lean backwards as he looks at the sky above.]
[Before the offending kami can reach him, there's a weird popping sound and a flash of light that accompanies it. When the illumination fades there's a monster standing in her way. Druddigon had waited long enough to be released from it's ball and it's master was in trouble.]