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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]

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I am requesting you do no such thing. For matters most consider "personal".

[paraselenic]

Then confirm if you are getting medical attention. I will know if you're lying.

[mmmleather]

[There is the brief and quick decision about whether or not using a motel ice bucket and towels count as healing... You know what, yes, they do.]

I am attending to matters.

[paraselenic]

The 'attending' had better not be simply a cold compress.

[I'm so sorry Zevran. At the very least the dog is leashed to Meropide?]

[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.]