[004] My little blue friend

[beetleboyblue]

The guys are... kinda cute. Annoying, but still... kind of cute.

Jaime Reyes' shoelaces are tied together.

...Okay, so they're a little mischievous.

This is the twelfth time Jaime Reyes' shoelaces have been tied together.

They're a lot mischievous.

Tiny flying destroyers. Proton canon?

No! No proton canons! You're just cranky because they stole the cinnamon roll we got at breakfast.

Khaji Da wants Cinnabon.

It was homemade. It was better than Cinnabon.

...Jaime Reyes is not helping.

[OOC: Italics are Khaji Da, who bargelings can hear now for a limited time only! His voice has kind of a computery sound, and is completely distinct from Jaime's.]

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[with_my_teacup]

Nah, nah, it's just sugar's such a useful energy source. Completely logical. Right, AI?

[beetleboyblue.livejournal.com]

Sugar is an excellent energy source. Cinnamon improves the taste. Riddick clearly understands this better than Jaime Reyes.

...You're just encouraging him.

[with_my_teacup]

I'm a computer expert like that. [Riddick's 'I'm fucking with you face' is still in full effect, but the usual accompanying 'and I'm going to kill you' is in the drawer for now.]

[beetleboyblue.livejournal.com]

[Jaime is grinning.] He's practically buzzing with glee right now. You know, he didn't really need the encouragement.

[with_my_teacup]

You know, I'd have to try a cinnamon roll first, but I might just agree with his priorities. Sorry, kid.

[beetleboyblue.livejournal.com]

Well, I'd share, but they kinda stole mine, and you saw how mad he got about that.

Proton canon.

[with_my_teacup]

Ease up, AI. I think I can probably dig up my own.

Where're you jacked, kid? I thought most computer opt-ins came at the temple.

[beetleboyblue.livejournal.com]

Uh--spine, actually. You mean you know other people with this kind of thing?

[with_my_teacup]

Don't know'm. Too rich for my blood. Know of'm.

[He's giving Jaime a look of respect.] Ballsy. That's not a place to mess with. If you want to keep walking.

[beetleboyblue.livejournal.com]

No kidding. I probably wouldn't have chosen it, given an option, but I wasn't. And now that I've gotten used to it? It's not that bad.

[with_my_teacup]

Well. Obviously I don't object to creative surgery myself.

[He slides up his goggles to show his eyes, which are still brighter than the screaming teal eyeliner the faeries found for him, and drops them again.]

Good to meet you. Hey, AI, if I'm ever on your cinnamon roll, ask first before proton cannon. I won't make it a thing.

[beetleboyblue.livejournal.com]

...That's pretty cool. Wouldn't something like that be pretty risky, too?

Khaji Da will take that under advisement, Riddick. Would be potentially willing to share.

...Seriously? You?

Yes.

[with_my_teacup]

Yeah, the odds aren't great you make it out without an infection that fucks you up.

[He spreads his hands in this classic gosh, what can you do? pose, the kind that's so innocuous he knows it's creepy coming from him.]

But I was low on options.

[Innocent, innocent.]

Thanks, AI. I always like it when I ain't proton-cannoned. Much appreciated.

[beetleboyblue.livejournal.com]

[...Yeah, that creepy vibe is coming across loud and clear. Still, we're a friendly sort here.]

Yeah? That... kinda sucks. But it looks like it worked out okay.

Any time.

[with_my_teacup]

Yeah.

[Then there's a pause, like something goes here.

Only maybe Riddick suddenly finds himself not so keen to tell the Shine Story in front of possibly-impressionable young people, even the situation isn't the same. It's only a second of hesitation, and then he's smirking like nothing happened.]

You guys let me know how you sort out the faerie shit, huh?

[beetleboyblue.livejournal.com]

Sure. We're going to try the "live and let live and try not to make them too mad" approach. I'll let you know how it works out.