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[nishizono]

hey, fellow prisoners! or should i say guests? having some trouble with the technical definitions lately.

i need some help. personal reasons. it's more of a crafts project, and i don't have anything to trade any of you - all the good shit i had are currently confiscated, sorry about that. anyway, here's the list of things i'm looking for:

- 1 box condoms
- 1 roll copper wire
- 2 metal files (1 long, 1 short)
- 1 roll electrical tape
- 1 liter acrylic paint, any color
- 1 car battery
- 1 telepath
- 1 roll fairy lights

if anyone can point me in the right direction, or if anyone's willing to help pull this together, i'll owe you something. we can negotiate.

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[warandpeace]

Good point.

I guess we'll figure it out.

I do think there are buckets of paint around the construction site, but I've not seen any for arts and crafts.

[nishizono]

acrylic is flammable
not that it's gonna be much of a fire, even if it's gonna stink
but it's the thought that counts

how's the pet project? dino housebroken yet?

[ nudgewink hOW DOES SUBTLETY WORK ]

[warandpeace]

Hit or miss.

[Tetora you are not the best at subtle but you are a blessed boy and he dearly hopes the Savrii think that this is an art project.]

He's working on it.

[He should actually name his dinosaur and not just nod at it.]

[nishizono]

[ the only thing that's ever blessed tetora is holy water spat into his face, so you know what, he'll hedge his bets and hope for somewhat believable. sorry, dad. ]

how do you know it's a he?

[warandpeace]

I don't. It's just an arbitrary pronoun I'm using because his plummage was on the fuller side.

Usually that means a male intending to impress a female.

I could be wrong.

If he lays eggs I'll correct myself.

[nishizono]

first the chicken has to get pregnant

[ and then horror-struck realization hits and-- ]

don't hatch another fucking dino you don't know what they're like when there's more than one!!!

what if it's a girl trying to scare off other bitches from encroaching on her guy

[warandpeace]

There's already dozens of dinosaurs, it shouldn't make a difference.

[It's okay Tetora. The dinosaurs won't go Mean Girls.]

I'm sure that for carnivores they'll be very well behaved.

Wait, who would she be jealous of? [What guy? What's happening?]

[nishizono]

other dinos? cross-species pollination?

i have no idea, just stick to one dinosaur please

[ back to evil plans!!! ]

why couldn't you have gotten a herbivore

[warandpeace]

It's just the one that I picked up.

[It was a bit of an accident and Miller's not exceptionally kind but he wasn't about to throw down a harmless creature just coming into the world.]

There are still herbivores down there, I believe.

[nishizono]

no thanks, no dinos for me
but we could still go, we might find something useful
we could pretend we're good with small talk on the way

[ just unsubtle things, wow this shit gets annoying really fast doesn't it ]

[warandpeace]

Don't underestimate my ability to find things to talk about.

[He can generate a history lesson in a heartbeat.]

I'll meet you by the doors to the tunnels when you decide you're ready to have a look around.

[nishizono]

[ that's actually pretty horrifying, uhm ]

that sounds like a threat, you know

i'm ready to look, my body just needs a day off

or five

your friend ahab is really fucking heavy

[warandpeace]

Depends on how you feel about listening to me.

Why?

What did he do?

[He is, indeed, very heavy.]

[nishizono]

i don't mind your voice, it's the subject matter that scares me

he slammed me on the rooftop floor at least twice

i'm staying here until i feel less like tenderized beef

[ he asked for this he can't be annoyed but he didn't ask to get suplexed ]

[warandpeace]

Oh.

[To both things. One meaning that he won't discuss it here. The other a sort of 'that explains everything'.]

Well, I hope you two had a good time.

Most of the people he fights with that I know enjoy the attention.

[nishizono]

you're telling me he's popular or something?
how?
i don't understand either of you, you're both weird as hell

[ he's gonna have to move at some point. maybe. he could just fuse with the floor. ]

did you name the dino yet

[warandpeace]

I'll call him Che.

I'll come up to you but it might take me a few minutes.

[He'll accept being strange, thank you.]

A lot of people like him, yes. He's very competent.

[nishizono]

can't be the only reason, i know some really competent guys and they're universally reviled
it's the face, isn't it
and the size of him
he's fucking huge

[ you know, from a fighting perspective. ]

what kind of name is che????

[warandpeace]

Che Guevara was a guerilla fighter in Central America who had an exceptional history.

[Sometimes problematic. But sometimes there's a lot to admire there still.]

He's competent with the intent to help.

Even if occasionally helping involves sparring.

And that sparring might end up with someone bruised up.

[But he is on his way, and since texting is hard with a crutch he'll have to shamble his way upstairs without a response. No elevators for the faulty, alas.]

[nishizono]

oh huh
so he's someone you respect? the things he did in central america are cool to you?

[ there's no wikipedia here hmm ]

i'm not complaining, i asked to spar
he goes hard though
getting blindsided by a truck hurt less than this

[ don't mind him, he's just lying flat on the roof, torn shirt sleeve and all. if a zombie walks in before you, it's been cool. ]

[warandpeace]

[It takes him a while, but he makes it, luckily finding no zombies eating Tetora. But he does find him levelled out, and he hobbles over to look over him.]

[Then he pokes his shoulder with his crutch, chuckling gently.]

He got you good, didn't he?

[Trucks probably can take less damage, too.]

It's CQC. It's not meant to be flashy. It's meant to get the job done in the least amount of moves possible and borrows from a number of martial arts fields.

[nishizono]

He's annoying. He's really annoying and I don't get what you see in him that makes you wanna jerk him off. My ass hurts. My back hurts. My shoulder's fucked up.

[ For all anyone could tell from his tone, Tetora might as well be reciting phone numbers. He squints, then (very slowly) rolls himself into a seated position, before looking up at Miller with a look of determination. ]

Help me kick his ass. You can teach me, right?

[warandpeace]

[Kaz reaches down and, rather than explain his reasoning for being with Venom Snake, he not so gently grabs his hand and hauls him up to his feet.]

[An impressive feat with a crutch.]

I can teach you but you gotta be able to get up after he throws you down. Or as soon as you wake up.

Come on. Stretch it out. Don't let it get sore.

[nishizono]

[ Don't mind the little whines and hisses; he hasn't been this hurt in a long time. ]

I'm not sleepy. And he's the one who wouldn't let me keep going. [ It's not a lie, he was ready to go after the third knockdown. Just... complications. Breathing. Things got weird. ] How often do you get thrown down, huh? Do you two spar like this? Who's lasted the longest?

[ He's not frustrated by being told to sit out a fight. Nope. ]

That crutch was built for one person, not two.

[warandpeace]

The man that taught me CQC was the man that taught him. And he was the one that threw me around. Knocked me out more than once. It's just how we were with each other.

I don't fight with Ahab. I've not brought that into our relationship.

[He's not fought physically with him, anyway.]

Yeah. But you got two legs and I know he wouldn't have left anything broken without taking you for help or fixing it. It's not his style.