1st Trot

[frothymilk]

[Action - 945 Beulah St]

[Hey Beulah St. Hope you're enjoying waking up to sirens, because as soon as they fade, the screaming will start. Loud, high-pitched screaming that almost sounds like a panicked horse, actually, except that it doesn't stop right away.]

[Then a chair goes flying out the window]

[Phone]

What the fuck is this? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

[There may be a few who recognize the voice. In theory. It's far more emotive in a terrified sort of fashion than anyone ever has heard it before, and each outburst ends with a little whinny. The owner of this voice is also well known among his friends for being against swearing of all kind]

Highblood, please, oh god, are you there? What is this thing? Hello? Highblood, everything is wrong, where are you, oh gosh please tell me you're normal, oh, I can't bear the thought of your exquisite indigo... [he chokes] like this!

Please, come and kill me again, I don't want to be like this, I feel sick...

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[frothymilk]

Well, I am a little agitated. Usually, I just need to break something, and then I feel better. But I did not wish to simply walk away from the conversation to do so. That would be rude, and I do not abide by rudeness.

[noluckduck]

... Does your... moyer-ail usually stop ya from doin' that?

[frothymilk]

Moirail, and sometimes. She can certainly derail me very quickly in my heated moments, but in small matters, I usually attend to myself. And fighting my robots helps, but I don't have any here. Thankfully, I'm not as STRONG as I typically am, so simply fighting others will probably turn into an acceptable outlet.

If I can find someone willing to fight with me, anyway.

[noluckduck]

...

Don't see why not. I've been gettin' bored anyway.

[frothymilk]

....What, do you want to fight? Really?

[noluckduck]

Yeah, why not?

[frothymilk]

[And for that, Clover is treated to a rare sound - Equius nickering in delight. It's quickly stifled, of course, but still]

Very well then. When and where would you like to meet?

[noluckduck]

[... Uhh.]

I dunno, I'm not used to schedulin' this shit. Hell, I don't think I've ever sparred, I just get into fights every now and then.

[frothymilk]

[Don't think too hard about the weird noises he makes. It only makes things creepy]

I can hardly say I've ever done this either. However, you know this place better than I do, so I could hardly give you a location. Now is also an acceptable time.

[noluckduck]

Shit, I've only been here a month or so...

Ahh, how 'bout ya meet me at Stone Street?