MK VII: Faulty Wiring

[thecoolexec]

A || PHONE || UNFILTERED

Pfft. Typical. Looks like the IT Department is under new management, Mayfield. S'what happens when you outsource your tech to Hades and/or wherever the hell else we are.

Anyone know what the deal is, here? I'm normally not one to let anything get me down, but gravity certainly brought me down through my living room floor this morning.

Ouch, incidentally.
 

B || DAY || CUNNINGHAM LANE STREETS

[Tony's a man of science and tomfoolery. That's why he's phasing his hand in and out of his otherwise-solid-looking front door experimentally. Then he's sticking other limbs in there -- one foot, then the other... walk by at the right time and you might just see a bemused human head seemingly stuck in the door, looking about the area and curiously inspecting the clouds in the sky.]

Comments

[not_so_great_wall]

Huh? You mean... about what's going on?

[thecoolexec]

Are you waiting to see what happens next? Investigating? Or just letting it all go to shit?

[not_so_great_wall]

I'm going to do the same as I always do. I'm going to protect my family.

[thecoolexec]

Y'know, if we get married, you'd get to protect moi. Everybody wins! Hint, Nudge, Whistle, Sign Paperwork.

Wait, god, no paperwork, let's not get crazy. Need an exit strategy.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Meiling smiles, quite amused. Oh, Tony... ] No takers from the kissing booth? [ No, she didn't forget that. ]

[thecoolexec]

............
We don't need to discuss the kissing booth.

[not_so_great_wall]

Alright, alright, I won't.

[thecoolexec]

Thanks for your mercy. Well, listen, good luck. If you need anything, anything at all, I hope you know who to call.

But if you need either lovemaking or life-saving, screw that guy and call me instead.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Meiling scratches her head. ] The last man here who tried to be this charming ended up condemning my kind in the same conversation... [ It's less of an "oh, here we go again" and more of an apology. It's a small part of why she doesn't really respond as expected to what serves as Tony's advances. ]

[thecoolexec]

["What serves as his advances?" Hey, his flirts are real self-explanatory and, he might add, perfectly mostly acceptable, thank you very much.]

Huh. I didn't think skinheads and old racist fogies were your type.

2/2

[thecoolexec]

...But I DID hear you describe me as "this charming." And I approve of and welcome this endorsement.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Yes, but she's also intentionally dense in this respect. ] They're not. That's my point. [ In that Tony was different, in that he didn't threaten her and/or run from dinner with his tail between his legs. ] ...then again, I don't really have a "type". I don't think about those things a lot.

[thecoolexec]

I hear you. I don't necessarily have a set type either. Sometimes my type is redheads. Other times it seems to be "women".
Was once on a weird Australian kick, though.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ She chuckles. ] That's a broad "type".

[thecoolexec]

Yeah, but it's easy to describe,

[not_so_great_wall]

If you put it like that, then I guess I could say my favorite food is "food" and leave it at that. [ She hummed. ] But you didn't say human women...

[thecoolexec]

Nope. Sure didn't. Heheh.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ After a moment of blank staring, Meiling laughs again. Just what is she thinking? She's charmed, that's for sure, but acting on it...

Hrm.

Quieting down, Meiling sighs. ] There are legends, you know. Back home. [ Gesturing over her shoulder vaguely. ] Stories of youkai that kidnap young men, hide them in their lairs, and do unspeakable things.

[thecoolexec]

Are these legends in the Adult Section of the bookstore? You're make me blush. [He fans himself facetiously, then winks goodnaturedly.]

You, uh... You don't KNOW any of these youkai, do you?

[not_so_great_wall]

[ It's obvious that Meiling doesn't get the reference fully. In truth, she doesn't even know why she is trying to keep up with him at all. When it comes to flirting, she is about as skilled as a late bloomer can get. ]

I might. But they don't go near humans when they're being guarded. Too much risk in getting caught.

[thecoolexec]

Yeesh. Scary. What are they, like vampires? Werewolves? Paparazzi?

...Mormons?

[not_so_great_wall]

[ That flies right over her head. ] Well I know that our manor's not like that, but I can't speak for all of them. [ Where was she going with this...? ]

[thecoolexec]

Right... well, at least you seem like you can defend yourself. ...You can do that, right?

[not_so_great_wall]

[ For a moment, she has her doubts, but Patchouli told her to have some pride in herself and, dammit, she's going to do that! ] I wouldn't be a good guard if I couldn't!

[thecoolexec]

Spoken with gusto! Good to hear.