The Liquid Wallaby - Midnight in Melanthine (Transition!)

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Byron shrugs and starts sipping some tea.

"Ain't life grand?" She sighs and sits behind the bar.

Alexi eventually fixes it and sticks it in his bag.
"Thing cost me 20 dollars from Costco. Bloody brilliant thing it is."

"No, I haven't seen Ava in like a week and we were supposed to go the stupid bloody religious capital so I can become a guy again!"

"It's not a real plane, then again, I've seen your track record with real planes."

"Should've picked up a more reliable chick, then."

[Barboneia]

Alexi eventually fixes it and sticks it in his bag.
"Thing cost me 20 dollars from Costco. Bloody brilliant thing it is."

"No, I haven't seen Ava in like a week and we were supposed to go the stupid bloody religious capital so I can become a guy again!"

"It's not a real plane, then again, I've seen your track record with real planes."

"Should've picked up a more reliable chick, then."

"...I've only crashed, what, 7 so far..."

"Bitch, did you just call Ava my 'chick'? She's the love of my life, the one who makes me continue my miserable existence, and one day we're going to get married, and we'll have kids, and we'll get a nice cottage in New York and be happy forever."
She sighed dreamily.
"Oh, Ava..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"It's not a real plane, then again, I've seen your track record with real planes."

"Should've picked up a more reliable chick, then."

"...I've only crashed, what, 7 so far..."

"Bitch, did you just call Ava my 'chick'? She's the love of my life, the one who makes me continue my miserable existence, and one day we're going to get married, and we'll have kids, and we'll get a nice cottage in New York and be happy forever."
She sighed dreamily.
"Oh, Ava..."

"I crashed a grand total of one plane. Said plane had been shot at, was on fire, and was sent careening into a blimp."

"Then there's gonna be a big royal wedding and you're gonna become the prince of some obscure Arabian nation or something. Besides, why the fuck would you move to New York? Cerril's older brother lives there."

[Barboneia]

"...I've only crashed, what, 7 so far..."

"Bitch, did you just call Ava my 'chick'? She's the love of my life, the one who makes me continue my miserable existence, and one day we're going to get married, and we'll have kids, and we'll get a nice cottage in New York and be happy forever."
She sighed dreamily.
"Oh, Ava..."

"I crashed a grand total of one plane. Said plane had been shot at, was on fire, and was sent careening into a blimp."

"Then there's gonna be a big royal wedding and you're gonna become the prince of some obscure Arabian nation or something. Besides, why the fuck would you move to New York? Cerril's older brother lives there."

"I crashed a plane when I first came to the Wallaby. And a bunch of times before and after."

"Nah, not the city, the countryside."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"I crashed a plane when I first came to the Wallaby. And a bunch of times before and after."

"Nah, not the city, the countryside."

"How the hell do you still have a pilot's license?"

"Who goes to New York to live in the countryside? What the hell kind of natural wonders are in New York?"

[Barboneia]

"I crashed a plane when I first came to the Wallaby. And a bunch of times before and after."

"Nah, not the city, the countryside."

"How the hell do you still have a pilot's license?"

"Who goes to New York to live in the countryside? What the hell kind of natural wonders are in New York?"

"...I technically don't."

"There's Niagra Falls! And the forests are lovely in Autumn."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"How the hell do you still have a pilot's license?"

"Who goes to New York to live in the countryside? What the hell kind of natural wonders are in New York?"

"...I technically don't."

"There's Niagra Falls! And the forests are lovely in Autumn."

"... Where the bloody hell do you keep getting the money to pay for all these planes?"

"Pff." Kasat shrugs. "That and you'd still be in America.'

[Barboneia]

"...I technically don't."

"There's Niagra Falls! And the forests are lovely in Autumn."

"... Where the bloody hell do you keep getting the money to pay for all these planes?"

"Pff." Kasat shrugs. "That and you'd still be in America.'

"I don't know. I just don't pay for them."

"...Good point. Ava likes America I think, though."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"... Where the bloody hell do you keep getting the money to pay for all these planes?"

"Pff." Kasat shrugs. "That and you'd still be in America.'

"I don't know. I just don't pay for them."

"...Good point. Ava likes America I think, though."

"How are you not an international criminal at this point?"

"You could buy a place in Ireland or Mann. They're lovely this time of year."

Byron peeks his head out of his booth. "If you don't have drunken Slavs crashing into your place, anyways."

[Barboneia]

"I don't know. I just don't pay for them."

"...Good point. Ava likes America I think, though."

"How are you not an international criminal at this point?"

"You could buy a place in Ireland or Mann. They're lovely this time of year."

Byron peeks his head out of his booth. "If you don't have drunken Slavs crashing into your place, anyways."

"Because I'm too lovable. At least, according to my girlfriend."

"Fuck that. Ireland sucks, their beer is shit."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Because I'm too lovable. At least, according to my girlfriend."

"Fuck that. Ireland sucks, their beer is shit."

"... Your girlfriend has some pretty shite standards."

"If you're drinking beer you're a friggin' lightweight anyways."

[Barboneia]

"Because I'm too lovable. At least, according to my girlfriend."

"Fuck that. Ireland sucks, their beer is shit."

"... Your girlfriend has some pretty shite standards."

"If you're drinking beer you're a friggin' lightweight anyways."

Alexi furrows his brows.
"Fuck you. Man, you're an asshole. I liked your other version, and he killed himself."

"Exactly. That's why I drink vodka and whiskey and shit."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Alexi furrows his brows.
"Fuck you. Man, you're an asshole. I liked your other version, and he killed himself."

"Exactly. That's why I drink vodka and whiskey and shit."

"Because being an arse towards someone who crashed a fucking plane into your house isn't justified in the slightest." Byron says. with a sigh. "I was finally getting things back together and enjoying my solitude, and then some drunken piece of shit crashes into my lovely home. Be happy I've sworn off having a family, I would've killed you as soon as you climbed out of that plane."

"So why are you concerned with their beer?"

[Barboneia]

Alexi furrows his brows.
"Fuck you. Man, you're an asshole. I liked your other version, and he killed himself."

"Exactly. That's why I drink vodka and whiskey and shit."

"Because being an arse towards someone who crashed a fucking plane into your house isn't justified in the slightest." Byron says. with a sigh. "I was finally getting things back together and enjoying my solitude, and then some drunken piece of shit crashes into my lovely home. Be happy I've sworn off having a family, I would've killed you as soon as you climbed out of that plane."

"So why are you concerned with their beer?"

"I wasn't drunk. I haven't had a drink since Siberia! I wasn't even flying the fucking plane!"

"...You started it."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"I wasn't drunk. I haven't had a drink since Siberia! I wasn't even flying the fucking plane!"

"...You started it."

"How about the feckin' co-pilot, then?"

"I don't even." She sighs in exasperation.

[Crumlark]

Sa'ach throws her weight against a hatch in the floor, stuck underneath it. "Get me out of here!"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Sa'ach throws her weight against a hatch in the floor, stuck underneath it. "Get me out of here!"

Kasat lifts it up and squints down at her. "The hell are you doing in the old building?"

Underneath this incarnation of the Wallaby was an old military recruitment center. Plenty of lovely 1910-era posters and propaganda laying around.

[Crumlark]

Kasat lifts it up and squints down at her. "The hell are you doing in the old building?"

Underneath this incarnation of the Wallaby was an old military recruitment center. Plenty of lovely 1910-era posters and propaganda laying around.

"Stewing in the war that probably killed my uncles, what's it look like?" Sa'ach bustled out of the open hatch, pushing Kasat aside with a careless shoulder. "Gah! I have no idea how long I was down there..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Stewing in the war that probably killed my uncles, what's it look like?" Sa'ach bustled out of the open hatch, pushing Kasat aside with a careless shoulder. "Gah! I have no idea how long I was down there..."

Kasat stumbles back and shrugs. "I don't think Reiltam fought in that war, unless you've got some outside ancestry... and judging by the fact you smell like gunpowder and dusty old artifacts, a week."

[Crumlark]

"Stewing in the war that probably killed my uncles, what's it look like?" Sa'ach bustled out of the open hatch, pushing Kasat aside with a careless shoulder. "Gah! I have no idea how long I was down there..."

Kasat stumbles back and shrugs. "I don't think Reiltam fought in that war, unless you've got some outside ancestry... and judging by the fact you smell like gunpowder and dusty old artifacts, a week."

She grunts and scoots away from the hatch, kicking it closed. "Reils die all the time. You think they need to fight to do that?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Kasat stumbles back and shrugs. "I don't think Reiltam fought in that war, unless you've got some outside ancestry... and judging by the fact you smell like gunpowder and dusty old artifacts, a week."

She grunts and scoots away from the hatch, kicking it closed. "Reils die all the time. You think they need to fight to do that?"

"They didn't die anywhere near where the action was taking place, I mean." She smiles fondly. "My great grandfather was in that war. Zbigniew Kasatnov, the first of his name that we give a damn about. I inherited my looks from him, I think." She flips her hair jokingly.

[Crumlark]

"They didn't die anywhere near where the action was taking place, I mean." She smiles fondly. "My great grandfather was in that war. Zbigniew Kasatnov, the first of his name that we give a damn about. I inherited my looks from him, I think." She flips her hair jokingly.

Sa'ach takes a ragged breath, and looks over at Kasat, barely able to believe she was acting so chipper. "Never heard of a handsome rat."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"They didn't die anywhere near where the action was taking place, I mean." She smiles fondly. "My great grandfather was in that war. Zbigniew Kasatnov, the first of his name that we give a damn about. I inherited my looks from him, I think." She flips her hair jokingly.

Sa'ach takes a ragged breath, and looks over at Kasat, barely able to believe she was acting so chipper. "Never heard of a handsome rat."

"You don't find your own kind attractive? ... Sheesh, you sound like a Culdranth right about now. I've seen pictures of him from around 1914... had a ponytail, these piercing eyes... if he wasn't my relative I'd call him hot, so I'll go with the less unpleasant-sounding pleasant."

[Crumlark]

"You don't find your own kind attractive? ... Sheesh, you sound like a Culdranth right about now. I've seen pictures of him from around 1914... had a ponytail, these piercing eyes... if he wasn't my relative I'd call him hot, so I'll go with the less unpleasant-sounding pleasant."

Sa'ach shook her head. "Not much of anyone really." She looked at Kasat, considering her rather transparent approach for friendship. "Why hold back cause he's your relative?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"You don't find your own kind attractive? ... Sheesh, you sound like a Culdranth right about now. I've seen pictures of him from around 1914... had a ponytail, these piercing eyes... if he wasn't my relative I'd call him hot, so I'll go with the less unpleasant-sounding pleasant."

Sa'ach shook her head. "Not much of anyone really." She looked at Kasat, considering her rather transparent approach for friendship. "Why hold back cause he's your relative?"

"Makes more sense when you put it like that." The Reil says, leaning back onto the bar. "Because Melanthine's got a bit of a cultural thing against that... and almost everything, but that in particular. If I were in Arkadacia I could get away with it."

Sersal laughs rather obnoxiously loudly from a nearby booth.