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[mmmleather]

It is I, Zevran. And I am not here. So please, speak, and I will hear - eventually!

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[mmmleather]

Of course not. There are bandages. And tonics.

[Motel towels and a couple tiny bottles of liquor.]

[paraselenic]

And who is attending to you? Surely you are not holing up somewhere to nurse your wounds by yourself.

[That's exactly it Lycaon. You got it in one!]

[mmmleather]

[Wow how dare you call him out.]

If I am capable of tending to myself, why shouldn't I do so?

[paraselenic]

Sir Zevran, I am the one who inflicted those wounds on you.

I believe I know what I am capable of.

[mmmleather]

What???

You were the man who punched my face over tossing rings? You are a master of disguise, my friend.

[paraselenic]

Are you attempting to convince me that I left no damages when I kicked you a considerable distance?

I can assure you, it is not working.

[mmmleather]

I am curious - how far could you kick something, should you have to?

[Yes he is.]

[paraselenic]

[Ugh. He knows Zevran is deflecting. And yet.]

It would depend on what I was kicking. But my engineers are no slouches when it comes to improving my legs. It would be far, no matter what it is.

[mmmleather]

And how heavy an object could you, in theory of course, launch with said legs?

[... where is he going with this.]

[paraselenic]

I think I've already proven I can launch a full grown man a considerable distance.


Why must you know?

[mmmleather]

True, I am that. But I am also not a large grown man.

I am curious! We did not discuss your fabulous limbs before, after all.

[Or does he want to see how far Lycaon can kick things like cannonballs. It's probably that - that would be ridiculously awesome.]

[paraselenic]

I do not believe size matters. I have kicked Hugo considerably far as well, and he's quite tall.

[Yes he has lobbed his close companion into a cement all they flirt weird ok]

[mmmleather]

So... could you, then, kick cannonballs? Or, perhaps, not kick but, launch someone?

[paraselenic]

A cannonball I would doubt in the state my legs are currently in. In my previous life they had thrusters--think of it as wind magic that could propel me forward--that may have been able to get those results, but I have yet to ask Master Percy and Viktor to install those.

[Not out of lack of want, but the punches have been rolling these past few months.]

I could theoretically launch someone, though. That seems doable.

[mmmleather]

Ah, well, there goes that idea. But, to be fair, I do not know that we would need to... unless we were, say, again trapped by a crazy man.

[As for the rest of it...]

That is ridiculously attractive of you.

[paraselenic]

You would be surprised how often such situations arise in Kaisou.

My first month on the app, I was trapped in a barrier that had all manner of natural disasters happen due to a simple board game for children. I had to withstand floods, animal attacks, stampedes, and quicksand.


But thank you for the compliment.

[mmmleather]

Now I feel lucky to have arrived in the bathhouse... being trapped there would have been a blessing.

But of course.

[paraselenic]

I would not have wished that moment on you. My leg had been torn apart by a rabbit-shaped creature in an attempt to protect a young boy. Thankfully my engineers were already making me new ones.

im so glad that link was what i hoped it was

[mmmleather]

A... rabbit shaped... creature.

Tore your leg apart?

he was going thru it

[paraselenic]

[Ah, he'd forgotten his deep shame regarding this thing. It's only brought to the surface now that Zevran is perplexed by it.]

Mm. It ripped off the outer metal plating, along with some gears and wires.

My leg was functional, but I was essentially fighting crippled.

he needed the holy hand grenade

[mmmleather]

So it must have been a demon. I have heard they can possess animals, on occasion, and still be quite powerful.

[Does that make it better or worse, Lycaon.]

at least he didn't get hit by the bus from Speed like Zelos did

[paraselenic]

[Do you have any idea how badly his pride was wounded that he lost a pvp match against a rabbit. He couldn't look at rabbits for weeks.]

That is what Miss Belle--ah, she's one of my friends from my past life--said as well. I believe she phrased it as a 'flesh-eating embodiment of evil in the shape of a rabbit'. She seemed knowledgeable on its weaknesses to.

We simply didn't have the materials on hand. It required holy water.

[mmmleather]

[But it was a demon!! It's fine, bro, no judgement. Okay, maybe a little, but not a whole lot.]

Mm. Yes, that does sound like a lot of demons. Except for one that I have met here - he was more likely to swear at you and stomp about.

[CoughHuskcough]

Holy water. As in, something from a chantry?

[paraselenic]

More or less, I suppose.

My world did not have holy water, to my knowledge, so it was a new concept to myself.


I trust Miss Belle's knowledge, though. Have you been to the fine establishment of Random Play? When you have recovered from the injuries you are trying to hide from me, you should visit.

They have movies you can rent and watch on Mollymauk's television.

[Zevran might also meet Zelos if he hasn't already which. He'll stay clear of teh store on that day. His blood pressure can only go so high.]

[mmmleather]

I did not know it was used against demons... the Chantry should have attempted this, long ago, I feel.


...

But are they dirty movies?