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[k_in_black]

Agent K strides into the bar with the trace of a smile on his face (which is pretty much a big grin coming from him). His Suit is looking especially sharp tonight thanks to a thorough dry-cleaning, MiB-style, involving several cleaning solvents from a half-dozen planets.

Of course, he only needed to get that done because two hours before he was covered in the guts of three formerly eight-foot-tall Glow Worms. Now they're all shorter by a head. And there's also the part where they're blown to bits.

But don't worry. They had it coming.

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[k_in_black]

"...You look more fluffy than I'd have expected," K squints hard.


Truth be told, he never did trust "fluffy" much.

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I'm a multi-dimensional being. What I am and what you see can be two totally different things.

"Frankly, it says a hell of a lot more about you than me."

Or he could be purposefully appearing as a puppet to screw with your brain, K. This is Cthulhu, after all.

[k_in_black]

K would expect nothing less.

"You might have a point there, but I don't think I'll be checking it out too closely, if you pardon. Or even if you don't."

"--Say, aren't you supposed to be asleep somewhere? Somebody finally spring you out?"

If they did, K has a good idea just how much that dimension is well and truly screwed.

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I've got other ways to break your mind," Cthulhu says easily.

One little puppet hand waves. "I'm only half awake. Let me put it in mortal terms: you know when you wake up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and then you lie staring at the ceiling for hours? It's like that.

"Only for me it's more like decades."

[k_in_black]

K takes a few seconds to ponder that.

"So you're saying this is a bathroom break for you, right now?"


That has K wondering if he needs to watch out for his shoes. Or if he'd better find some diplomatic way to take a big step back or two, just in case.

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Decades, K. I took my metaphysical crap ages ago. I'm thinking I might turn it into a fridge raid."

There's nothing like sneaking a midnight soul snack.

[k_in_black]

K looks doubtful. "How are you supposed to eat like that?"


The other question, of course, is what Cthulhu plans to eat, but K knows better than to ask that one.

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

The puppet fixes K with a look.

"Did you forget about the multi-dimensional thing? I just mentioned it, like, two seconds ago.

"Or did you prefer a demonstration?" Asked cheerfully.

[k_in_black]

"I don't forget much." K shrugs. "Implants."

"...Need to get the cooling fans replaced every now and then, though."

The narration will leave it to the reader whether they wish to dwell on that image or not.

"How about I just take your word on that one?"