Seph: | *sighs* So how was everyone's day? |
Ferrahn: | Pretty good. *purrs* |
Seph: | Errand? |
Errand: | *ignores her* |
Razkil: | *looks at Errand worriedly* |
Seph: | *looks at the board* Are you winning, Errand? |
Errand: | *sniffs disdainfully* |
Silren: | He's been doing very well. |
Seph: | Let me have a game after you, Silren. |
Errand: | I don't want to play with you. |
Seph: | . . . |
Ferrahn: | *to Seph* You'll probably win him hands down, anyway. |
Errand: | *bristles* |
Seph: | Erm... Shall we all take pictures? |
Ferrahn: | *purrs* |
Razkil: | . . . |
Errand: | *ignores* |
Seph: | -_- Is that a yes or a no? |
Ferrahn: | Come, Razkil, we'll take pictures of my F28 with your Miraj. *he gets up* |
Errand: | *whips around and glares at Ferrahn* The F28 isn't yours!! |
Ferrahn: | *raises an eyebrow at him* Are we still on that? |
Errand: | Everyone says it suits you only because they want to make you feel better! |
Ferrahn: | *his face hardens* |
Errand: | The F28 isn't yours and you know it! You'll never make it yours! |
Ferrahn: | *softly* I can make him mine better than you can make Miraj yours, Errand. The F28 can resemble my Go Guy a lot better than Miraj can resemble your mouse. *snicker* No amount of facepaint could make Miraj look like that white ball you own. |
Errand: | You're mean!! *he runs at Ferrahn and hammers at him with his fists* |
Errand: | Errand! Ferrahn, don't--! |
Ferrahn: | *pushes Errand to the ground* You're years too young to fight me, Errand. First, you'd need to grow a lot taller! |
Errand: | I HATE YOU!!! *runs at Ferrahn again* |
Ferrahn: | *rolls his eyes* Don't make me hurt you, Errand. *knocks his flailing fists aside* |
Errand: | I hate you!! You're ugly! And mean!! I hope your head gets lost in the mail! |
Ferrahn: | *narrows his eyes and snarls* |
Razkil: | Errand, please stop. |
Silren: | Errand. *reaches for Errand* |
Errand: | I wish we didn't have to live with you!! |
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Everyone stares in shock as Ferrahn slaps Errand hard across the face.
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Ferrahn: | *snarls* Has it ever occured to you that maybe it's _you_ everyone wishes would disappear!? |
Errand: | *stares up at him with tears in his eyes* |
Ferrahn: | Do you think we enjoy listening to you whine about everything? Grow up, Errand! You're an annoying child who should have been taught a lesson from the beginning! |
Errand: | *starts to cry* |
Seph: | Errand... |
Ferrahn: | *looks away in disgust* I'm leaving. |
Razkil: | Where are you going? |
Ferrahn: | *doesn't answer and stalks off* |
Silren: | Ferrahn? |
Errand: | *cries* |
Razkil: | Errand... |
Errand: | *runs off before Razkil can take him in his arms* |
Razkil: | Errand! |
Seph: | Hell. |
Razkil: | Seph? |
Seph: | *sigh* Maybe we should leave them alone for a while... |
Silren: | No, Errand shouldn't be left alone. |
Razkil: | *nods* I'm going to look for him. |
Seph: | Again? We'd already talked to him last night, didn't we? |
Razkil: | But that was about something else. |
Silren: | And we talked to Errand, but not to Ferrahn... |
Seph: | . . . I guess it's understandable why Errand's so upset. -_- Ferrahn hasn't been helping with all his gloating, has he? |
Silren: | But Ferrahn's very upset too. |
Razkil: | They both are... |
Seph: | Hey, don't look so down. It's not your fault. You were being nice... |
Razkil: | *sigh* |
Seph: | Come on, Razkil. You know what they're like. They'll make up soon enough. They've always been good friends--in a way. |
Silren: | *smiles slightly* That's right. |
Seph: | All right, let's go look for Errand before he really thinks we hate him or something. |
Razkil: | What about Ferrahn? |
Seph: | I'm sure he'll be back once he calms down. |
Razkil: | But... |
Seph: | We also don't know where he might have gone. |
Razkil: | . . . |
Silren: | *nods* Maybe he's gone to look for Evien and Luthien. |
Seph: | *nods* But he'll be back. Come on. Where could Errand have gone? |
