I mean Like I said My idea of fun might just involve more disembowelment than yours. Don't want to get your handsome face too bloodspattered now, or do we? [ maybe she does... maybe she does, ] Actually that might even be an improvement. But all right I'll happily accept that, otherwise, I'm more mild-mannered than your serial lab-exploder. Assolutamente. [ 1000%
... ]
Also It's truly not a date! [ it might literally be the prelude to a break-up!... attempted. maybe not so attempted. because she kinda sucks at not being obsessed even when she tries. ]
When a face is this handsome, it really can't help but stand out in every situation, huh? Guess that's the price for being this much of a looker. You've got all kinds of people eager to see you from all kinds of angles… ♪
[ help
but ok. he'll bite. ]
Uh-huh. And here I am, planning a trip halfway across Terra and leaving Miss Saria to deal with the brunt of my reception work, all on a whim.
So this invitation all the way to Siracusa isn't a date. Sure. Got it. What it is then?
It's a show, an opportunity. A parade, a masquerade! A chance for me to Hmm Give back to my country, let's say. The dear and lovely homeland that borne and shaped and exiled me. There might be so much for me to do or lend a helping hand with or plots to meddle in! It can scarcely be so boring especially in the new city. And if I'm not going to extend the invite... well maybe someone else will because she sure is popular. But maybe I have a few things I'd like to say to her.
Better than this alternate scenario where you're twiddling your thumbs waiting for someone else to invite her to crash that party (as fun as that would be!), that just doesn't sound like your style, Miss Lappland!
Isn't a proposal the definition of a show and opportunity?
Hey I just say that I did send the invite And I won't be shying away from crashing any parties! [ or bulldozing right through them, just maybe.
she is such a lapptex anti she swears to god but ] Fine, I'll be proposing something [ a breakup! real and true! ] And if you read about it in the news don't tell me it's not as grand a show as I could make it.
I dunnooooooo. That's pretty vague. Considering I've got my own stuff to deal with, who's to say I'll even be able to catch the news when it comes out? C'mon. Sworn to secrecy.
[ . . . ] I'm not spilling any more of my plans unless I get to hear some details of that mysterious "your own stuff" you're dealing with, then. What's oh-so-important that you're really going to dump your duties on that workaholic Miss Saria, hm? Your little vacation that totally isn't a vacation.
If I take a moment to enjoy the seaside that totally makes it a vacation. And technically, I am using vacation hours so it always will be one in the most literal sense.
[ …
iberia: the perfect tourist destination, right? ]
Anyway, that serial lab-exploder you mentioned has gone completely off the grid. They were supposed to return, or at least send some kind of correspondence, a few days ago, but nada. The Doctor and Kal'tsit wanted to give it a little more time, but there were a few other loose ends from my last mission in Iberia that I thought I'd follow up on while I was there. Two birds with one stone, as they say.
There! I've given you as many details as you have me.
[ funnily enough it's true, siracusa would basically beat out iberia as a tourist destination. until the seaborn start throwing firework festivals anyway. ]
How mysterious. Fair enough! Go on and hunt your buddy down, if you know how to track like we hunting species do. Tell him the labs are missing his volatile concoctions! You can sure sound reasonable about this but come on now, you and I know you're still being vague. What other "loose ends" would these be. Some long-lost villains in your past that need snuffing out?
[ naturally that must be it. what else could it be! ]
[ does iberia beat out any place as a tourist destination… tears up. cannibalism and cults for all ]
I'm being vague because… well, those "loose ends" are just an excuse! Haha. Truth is, I'm genuinely worried about my brother. Not that I can go around making the same threats you can about keeping things quiet, I'd rather not hear him call me naggy again.
I'm a real congenial guy! There're no villains in this past!!
Still, I wouldn't be surprised if he's crossed paths with some long-lost villains from his. And, well… you can't just leave your bros hanging out to dry, can you.
Then you can slaughter his enemies for him. I'm sure he'll either be grateful or pissed if you kill-steal from him but honestly, not to be insulting, I'm a little skeptical about your slaughtering skills. Better brush up on them while you go find your bro.
[ her something is a breakup. it's canon. no lie. she was a texsora shipper since siracusano anyway.
... ]
I've been doing some thinking about the homeland. Sometimes a place, a pack, a famiglia, a whole country made and breaks you. And I've wanted to break it back into pieces. But lately I wonder if my feelings might be changing. I'm just inviting her over to see the carnivale with me and what might happen there. Maybe we'll dance, maybe we'll scream, maybe a few people or a good amount of people will die. I'll see what the future brings.
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Like I said
My idea of fun might just involve more disembowelment than yours. Don't want to get your handsome face too bloodspattered now, or do we? [ maybe she does... maybe she does, ] Actually that might even be an improvement.
But all right I'll happily accept that, otherwise, I'm more mild-mannered than your serial lab-exploder. Assolutamente. [ 1000%
... ]
Also
It's truly not a date! [ it might literally be the prelude to a break-up!... attempted. maybe not so attempted. because she kinda sucks at not being obsessed even when she tries. ]
SORRY I'M FINALLY FREED FROM THE HOLIDAYS
[ help
but ok. he'll bite. ]
Uh-huh. And here I am, planning a trip halfway across Terra and leaving Miss Saria to deal with the brunt of my reception work, all on a whim.
So this invitation all the way to Siracusa isn't a date. Sure. Got it. What it is then?
NPP...!!!
It's a show, an opportunity. A parade, a masquerade!
A chance for me to
Hmm
Give back to my country, let's say. The dear and lovely homeland that borne and shaped and exiled me.
There might be so much for me to do or lend a helping hand with or plots to meddle in! It can scarcely be so boring especially in the new city. And if I'm not going to extend the invite... well maybe someone else will because she sure is popular.
But maybe I have a few things I'd like to say to her.
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… Hey! Now it just sounds like you're getting cold feet. Impossibile! Sì?
[ HIS TAKEAWAY ]
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Cold feet for what?
Am I supposed to propose to her???
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Better than this alternate scenario where you're twiddling your thumbs waiting for someone else to invite her to crash that party (as fun as that would be!), that just doesn't sound like your style, Miss Lappland!
Isn't a proposal the definition of a show and opportunity?
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I just say that I did send the invite
And I won't be shying away from crashing any parties! [ or bulldozing right through them, just maybe.
she is such a lapptex anti she swears to god but ] Fine, I'll be proposing something [ a breakup! real and true! ]
And if you read about it in the news don't tell me it's not as grand a show as I could make it.
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I dunnooooooo. That's pretty vague. Considering I've got my own stuff to deal with, who's to say I'll even be able to catch the news when it comes out? C'mon. Sworn to secrecy.
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What's oh-so-important that you're really going to dump your duties on that workaholic Miss Saria, hm?
Your little vacation that totally isn't a vacation.
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[ …
iberia: the perfect tourist destination, right? ]
Anyway, that serial lab-exploder you mentioned has gone completely off the grid. They were supposed to return, or at least send some kind of correspondence, a few days ago, but nada. The Doctor and Kal'tsit wanted to give it a little more time, but there were a few other loose ends from my last mission in Iberia that I thought I'd follow up on while I was there. Two birds with one stone, as they say.
There! I've given you as many details as you have me.
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How mysterious. Fair enough! Go on and hunt your buddy down, if you know how to track like we hunting species do.
Tell him the labs are missing his volatile concoctions!
You can sure sound reasonable about this but come on now, you and I know you're still being vague. What other "loose ends" would these be.
Some long-lost villains in your past that need snuffing out?
[ naturally that must be it. what else could it be! ]
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I'm being vague because… well, those "loose ends" are just an excuse! Haha. Truth is, I'm genuinely worried about my brother. Not that I can go around making the same threats you can about keeping things quiet, I'd rather not hear him call me naggy again.
I'm a real congenial guy! There're no villains in this past!!
Still, I wouldn't be surprised if he's crossed paths with some long-lost villains from his. And, well… you can't just leave your bros hanging out to dry, can you.
Now, what about your something?
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I'm sure he'll either be grateful or pissed if you kill-steal from him but honestly, not to be insulting, I'm a little skeptical about your slaughtering skills.
Better brush up on them while you go find your bro.
[ her something is a breakup. it's canon. no lie. she was a texsora shipper since siracusano anyway.
... ]
I've been doing some thinking about the homeland.
Sometimes a place, a pack, a famiglia, a whole country made and breaks you. And I've wanted to break it back into pieces.
But lately I wonder if my feelings might be changing.
I'm just inviting her over to see the carnivale with me and what might happen there. Maybe we'll dance, maybe we'll scream, maybe a few people or a good amount of people will die. I'll see what the future brings.