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Guess he'll have to do something for me if he wants it back...

*Walks away from Perron and joins Marla in kitchen*

[Perron stares back] A keeper of secrets, figuratively and literally. I'm usually in this one's head. [Points at BC] But lately he's been very dull.
The alternatives aren't exactly thrilling, however. You're all sickeningly infatuated with people for innocent reasons. [spits]

[BC looks up] Ignore him, he's just sooky that the xeno spilled his drink.

*Looks up*

And what may that mean exactly?

Entirely innocent.....

Now that would be a tad dull wouldn,t it.
*goes back to cooking *

[Perron sighs] I rely on excess, not just pleasure. People being happily loved up is about as useful to me as sugar free drinks.

[Sounds of Yarrick attempting not to fall over, climbing out of Baneblade] [Thudding noise as he hits floor] My legs don't work properly.

*Looks at Yarrick*

Shouldn't it be my legs that don't work properly...I was doing all the work...

Oh hey sweety! Nice nap?

*Walks over to Yarrick and hugs him*

Are you missing something?...

Umm have you seen that ferasian hall, they drink and feast .ore there than hive nobility and consume more flaggina of ale than we can count..they serve 100 different ones.

*pointa to tea pot* tea if ya need it. I'm just making pancakes for everyone..
*turns back to growing mountain of them*

[Looks extremely dazed] ...You're just that talented.

I- I... Don't know. But I did forget something! Come here... [Leadd Vanden to a quiet corner] You um, distracted me very well.
But Marla brought this back for you from her honeymoon. [Reaches into pocket and pulls out a grot, which squeaks and tries to burrow back into pocket] What the- That's not it!

You got me a grot? How umm...Thoughtful of you...Umm...Thanks I guess...I didn't think Marla was allowed live cargo...

*picks up off floor and passes over*
Smooth as ever, no yarrick asked me to get something for him, as wk turns out is a excellent jewler he hand made the chain foe the forever ice pendent. He wanted to get it right so asked for help, but was embarrassed.

He,s a good egg.
*hands pendent*
Ooc blue heart. Inithals, unmelting ice, tiny bit cool to touch.

*whispers to yarrick* you owe me one.
*returns to pancakes.

[Goes very red] I don't know how it got in there. [Puts grot on floor] It's been a very odd week. It was supposed to be the necklace. Truly. You just-

[Perron makes retching noises from the sofa] Oh bleh.

Ooc read my post bc
Yarrick got saved.

*Stares at Yarrick*

Don't worry, it's the thought that really counts. Plus I'm not really a stickler for jewelry.

*Hugs Yarrick*

I'd really be happy with a grot if you got me one. I don't really mind.

OOC Going to see BvS, I'll be back in an hour or two.

Ooc anyone read my post lol

OOC Oh, ty Jhe, but I think BC can kaboodle his way out of the predicament that I may or may not have put him and removed him from.

[Looks relieved] Thanks Marla. [Leans over and fits necklace for Vanden] I also don't do jewellery, but I wanted to express something. [Kisses her cheek] It's not a familiar sensation, in all honesty-

[More vomiting noises from Perron]

... [Loses temper and walks over to couch] I don't know what you're doing, but it's extre-
[Grabbed by all four arms and pulled into cuddle on sofa] Share the love! You can be the little spoon.

[Incoherent cursing]

Ooc: Did, but timed it badly because I'm on the train.

Ooc no worries. I'm on a bus so

OOC NEVER EVER FETHING WATCH BvS WHILST YOU'RE SLEEP DEPRIVED! YOU GET NOTHING OUT OF IT!

Bic *Looks genuinely worried at Perron fondling with Yarrick*

Should I...Nah...

[Muffled protests and faint struggling from being hugged very tightly by a giant four-armed pleasure daemon]

Shhh. My vewwy own commissar! I will name him George, and I will hug him and pet him and squeeze him... ...and pat him and pet him and... ...and rub him and caress him and... [Perron grinning mischievously]

[Gives up and growls]

*Sees Perron begin sqeezing Yarrick*

Ok thats enough...

*Walks up to Perron and plants M6 against his head*

I would suggest against that. I know this won't kill you, but it'll probably hurt. And I have more rounds than you have eyes.

*Sigh*
Would you mind telling me who I am supposedly infatuated with? There was a minor accident with a high-grade cutting laser and my amygdala that I haven't had time to repair yet.
Oh, for the love of all that's holy...
*Watching Perron squeeze BC*

*transports down*

I am Gul Dukat.

*sees Perron*

Monstrosity! You will answer to me!

[Perron looks up] Oh, it'd hurt AND kill me. But the question is whether you could do it before I broke this one's neck.[Purrs and pats Yarrick]

[Stops growling]

MONSTROSITY! KILL HIM! YOU ANSWER TO ME! KILL HIM BEFORE I DO!

*readies phaser. a few more Cardassians beam down*

*tosses varden a bolt pistol with psi shells. *

This will hurt alot more
psi shells..... You know what they do Perron.


And a holy oil blessed flamer.. It will hurt. Release the commisar....

*Cardassian soliders pin Jhe90 down and Dukat phasers Jhe90*

MONSTROSITY! KILL HIM!

*laughs as it deflects off power armour like Las gun rounds. *

My turn boys.... *draws a bolt pistol and blasts large holes in both there chests *

Right, I'm pissed.. Iv....*line of battle servitors target kqrdasians*

OOC: Jhe90, they were Cardassians. from Star Trek.

BIC: *transports back up to the ship. Torpedo fires at avatar room, killing Perron and Jhe90. Dukat beams back down in the ruins of the room*

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Perron looks up] Oh, it'd hurt AND kill me. But the question is whether you could do it before I broke this one's neck.[Purrs and pats Yarrick]

[Stops growling]

*Tosses aside bolt pistol*

You sure you really want that? You'll die, go back to whatever shithole your from, and find me there. Ready to kill you. Over. And over and over.

*Leans closer to Perron to hear him breathe*

You. Will. Let. My. Boyfriend. Go.

*Easing a knife into Yarricks hands*

Feth.... *hits emergency teleport built into armour*

*armour shakes but void shields activate in repressor*

*vox to ship*
Meet my bodyguard
*10+ km of Martian battleship rounds a moon arming hundreds of lance weapons*