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*He's inside this time, so y'know, no flags. But he does have a laser pointer. Well, it's not so much a pointer, as a bit of light from which a line of light emits, letting another point drift across the face of the bar. If theres any Kitties around, it's bound to be tempting. He's perched calmly on a table, where he can get a good view on everyone. He's cautious like that. Well one hand aims the laser thingie, he reaches out with the other one, and a rat thats not busy gets a flight across the room.*

Hiya Al! long time no see. I need a mead, and ....huh... y'know, i don't remember the last time i ate. How about some fried paradoxes? Thanks.

*And he is kind enough to send Al back across the room.*

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She bites her lip again.

"That might be very bad for the two of them. Since Kefka doesn't seem to have reached the feeling-sorry stage yet. He just wants to organize things. I'm hoping to find him a way to do that that doesn't involve him being a dictator."

*Tim frowns.*

I don't think he WILL want to change... he ah.... complimented on somethign i did accidentally

"But... he doesn't have to change to be useful. People could just... humor him in his evilness, and train him to see that its easier to get 'henchmen' if people like you. So that its in his best interests to be nice."

*Tim blinks at her, then raises a hand to her forehead.*

you okay in there Buffster? You sound like an after school special.... Maybe the dark rider really wants a hug.....

She swats his hand away.

"I'm talking about manipulating the hell out of him, here. Not singing Kumbayah."

*Tim frowns, thinking this over.*

So maybe i should apprentice him?

She frowns too.

"Can you do it in a way that he doesn't learn anything that really helps him be an evil dictator?"

*Tim bobs hsi head.*

Oh sure, I doubt anyone could learn anything from me.

"Should be fine, then. And give him something to do."

Sounds like a plan then!

"Great!"

She grins. Problem solved. It makes her feel almost hero-y.

"Thanks, Tim!"

She bounces cutely.

*Tim watches her bounce.*

wow... just keep doing that, and we're even.

She grins and doesn't blush. Cause... helo! Dated a lust demon.

Oh yeah, and she bounces again.

*Tims eyes bounce along too. And thats not a nice way to refer to spike..... *

Uhm... wow. It works.

*Not Spike. The Immortal.*

"What works?"

For some reason, she purposefully makes that sound naively cute.

*Tim just grins.*

Lets see how far it works.... now, lift your shirt and bounce...

*hopefully.*

She stops bouncing.

"Very cute, Tim."

*He snaps hsi fingers, then shrugs.*

Hey, worth a shot.

"It was. And not the worst I've gotten here, either. I commend your bravery."

*Tim grins at her.*

Y'know... one snap of my fingers....

She raises an eyebrow.

"By your lack of finishing that sentence, I'm guessing that you're just trying to get me to assume something and get mad at you."

Well, no...

*he itches the back of his head.*

I was thinking with oen snap, i could make you naked.....

She grins.

"That would be unfortunate. In my embarrassed rush to cover myself, I might give you a black eye."

*he nods.*

Hence, why i didn't do it.

She nods back

"Good. Wouldn't want to accidently hurt Tim."

She thinks for a moment.

"I wonder if the possibility of me accidently hurting people is what's making people treat me more like a little sister than anything else..."

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