log; i don't even know

[oaf]

[This is probably one of the weirdest guild requests L'Arc has ever gotten but whatever money is money!!!

So yeah. Knocking once and then BARGING INTO THE HOUSE like all good video game characters.]

Hello?

Comments

[JAE]

[oaf]

What does that have to do with anything?

[NO]

[cherisher]

Just tell me already. If you're supposed to be Rex'x son, then you should be an expert, right?

[WHAT]

[oaf]

[APPROACHING TOUCHY SUBJECT...

Just for that, he's going to traumatize you further, Leon.]

If he hadn't died when I was still little, maybe. I trained in swordsmanship under Zamuel.

[NO, YOU DID NOT SEE MY ERROR UP THERE]

[cherisher]

[ . . .

Throwing his hands up in the air and turning away, yup.]

What is with you and killing everyone off?

[I HAVE PROOF]

[oaf]

[laksjdlasdada okay that's it]

You think I want them to be dead!?

[WHY ARE YOU SO OBSESSED WITH PROOFS]

[cherisher]

[Wow, bro, chill out. We're in the public!]

Hey, not so loud! You're going to upset the townsfolk.

[BECAUSE THEY MEAN I'M RIGHT]

[oaf]

That's not the problem here!

[I'M OLDER, THAT AUTOMATICALLY MAKES ME RIGHT]

[cherisher]

Then what is?

[HAHAHA NO]

[oaf]

The problem is—you!

[WHERE IS THE RESPECT . . . ]

[cherisher]

Me!? How about you?

[what's respect]

[oaf]

You're the one who refuses to believe anything I say!

[that thing you owe me]

[cherisher]

Put yourself in my shoes! Would you as I believe me as you?

[hahahaha what]

[oaf]

Then put yourself in my shoes! I'm just as confused about all of this as you are!

[don't you laugh at me]

[cherisher]

[Stopping to look at his shoes.]

Well, your boots are kind of nice . . .

[1/2] excuse me

[oaf]

[...]

[2/2] I will laugh at you all I want

[oaf]

Argh! You're hopeless!

. . . :C

[cherisher]

No way, that's you! I complimented your boots and you didn't even say thank you!

C:

[oaf]

I don't care whether you like my boots or not! We weren't even talking about literal shoes, geez...

;n;

[cherisher]

[WOW, HE CAN'T EVEN PLAY NICE HERE?]

Well, I don't know about you, but I'd rather not talk about that out here.

B)

[oaf]

Yeah, well. Remind me again who walked out of the house?

8(

[cherisher]

. . . You're the one who said screw me!

|D

[oaf]

I didn't mean to leave the house!

:'(

[cherisher]

But it was obvious you didn't want to talk.

[Wait a minute.]

Why did I leave? That's our place. I shouldn't have had to leave!

<3

[oaf]

[... JUST. PRESSING A HAND AGAINST HIS FACE.]

Man, the stories really left out that you were a complete moron...!

</3

[cherisher]

. . . And I bet you feel so accomplished calling someone younger than you a moron.