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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 23, 2012 14:51:29 GMT -5
After that encounter Arceme felt it obligated to go talk to Daclus in person. She wanted to know exactly what she was getting into, and she was-quite frankly- tired of his attitude.
She stood at the front of his hive, having ridden there on her Lusus. She rapped at the Entrance impatiently, then, with a deep breath, regained her noble composure.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 23, 2012 16:07:41 GMT -5
Alerted by the annoyed buzzing of his guardian, Daclus hauled himself to his feet and trudged to the entrance of his hive. It was probably another kid fresh from their pupation looking for food.
Hauling the door open, he put on his freshest, friendliest face. "Can I help you?"
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 23, 2012 16:13:33 GMT -5
Arceme cocked her head to the side. They were nearly the same size, Daclus barely taller than she. A smirk formed on her face as she looked up just barely to meet his gaze. "Good Evening, Daclus."
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 23, 2012 16:23:43 GMT -5
Frowning in confusion, he gave the girl a once-over. "Zzo I'm guezzzing you're not here looking for food. Do I know you?"
Crossing his arms, he took a moment to think. Her lusus was behind her, and he nodded in acknowledgement to the beast. "Zzo. Arceme. Right? I'd azzk how you found where I lived but I basically have a zzign."
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 23, 2012 16:28:00 GMT -5
"Arceme Fleche. Yes that would be me." Placing her hands on her hips, she gave him a thoughtful look before choosing to speak again, almost careful of her tone. "I want to know more about this game and you are going to tell me."
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 23, 2012 16:36:26 GMT -5
"I'm going to choozze to have heard that azz 'could you pleazzze tell me.'" Daclus raised his eyebrows in a meaningful way. "You could uzze zzome lezzzonzz in being polite."
Instead of letting her respond to that, he stood aside, arm outstretched to welcome her into the hive. "Come in. No point in zztanding outzzide."
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 23, 2012 16:37:34 GMT -5
Arceme nodded to her Lusus, who bound off after returning the nod, and made her way inside. "It's....quaint." She ignored his comment about politeness and instead started wandering about his hive.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 23, 2012 18:02:29 GMT -5
"Wow okay yeah juzzt make yourzzelf at hive I guezzz. You want anything to drink?" He'd clearly resigned himself to her lack of respect for his hive. "I'm gonna grab my huzzktop juzzt... don't touch anything if you don't know what it doezz. We have zztuff that'll take your hand clean off."
They didn't, but he felt like maybe it would make her use caution. Daclus squared his shoulders and left her alone in the block, resisting the urge to look back.
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 23, 2012 18:04:49 GMT -5
Arceme watched him go, gaze lingering even after he was out of her line of sight. She found some tomes and started to read one, eyes taking in each lines quickly.
She didn't realize she had done it but she had curled up in a rump rester with the tome and was now devouring its contents.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 23, 2012 18:09:20 GMT -5
When he returned, husktop tucked under one arm and balancing two glasses, she was already curled up waist-deep in his shit. Of course. "Why am I not zzurprizzed."
He didn't even glance at what she was reading; the majority of their books were agricultural or historical tomes with the occasional ridiculous wiggler's story thrown in. Daclus did most of his reading online these nights.
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 23, 2012 18:12:26 GMT -5
Arceme hadn't even noticed Daclus come back, but she was already halfway through the book. As engrossed as she was eventually she noticed a presence and looked up to see him standing there, watching her. "It did not take my hands off so I assumed it safe enough to touch. Very interesting Tome. History is a favorite subject of mine, though I am loathe to admit most of my lessons are from old folklore my Lusus told me growing up." She put the book aside and got out of the recliner "Let us get to it then shall we?" Her tone of voice never really reflected that it was a question, more of a statement of fact, much like her typing quirk.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 23, 2012 18:18:39 GMT -5
"Ooookay then. Zzo you're here for info about the game." He nudged the door shut with his foot, setting the glasses down on the table and sitting on it himself. The husktop was opened unceremoniously with a low beep.
"I've got the manual pulled up. What do you want to know?"
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 23, 2012 18:30:33 GMT -5
"to be frank that was a lie. I read the manual at least five times" she sat on the arm of the recliner "I wanted to know more about our fearless leader." Arcemè leaned towards him "after all, my life will be in your hands"
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 23, 2012 18:44:01 GMT -5
"Oh." Quieted for a moment, Daclus rubbed at one arm. "I knew zzomething like thizz would happen."
Shaking his head in a slightly too dramatic way, he sighed to himself. "I juzzt can't help it can I?"
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 23, 2012 20:44:10 GMT -5
"help what? If you are incapable I die. I want to know you are not some ignorant simpleton with no concept of responsibility" Arcemè sat up straighter and crossed her arms.
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