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[He wasn't interested in the masks. But the taffy was something he had never had before. It was delicious. But now, now he's starting to feel strange. And if this is some attempt at humor, he is not laughing.]

Quack

OOC: Can turn into a comment log if need be.

Date: 2009-10-30 04:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She's still trying to tear that yellow mask off.]

Stop fooling around! What is the matter with you? [Not. Amused.]

Date: 2009-10-30 04:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
...

Quack!

[He has this inexplicable urge to follow you around, Zelda. So he's going to waddle, that's right waddle, to wherever she is.]

Date: 2009-10-30 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
...I have little patience for this.

[She was near the buffet, though it's hard to eat with this silly mask on.

...

Why was he following her.
]

...What do you think you are doing?

Date: 2009-10-30 04:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[Once he finds her, he flails his arms, almost like he's trying to flap a pair of wings.]

Quack~!
Edited Date: 2009-10-30 04:55 am (UTC)

Date: 2009-10-30 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She stares, then stares some more. what was he doing?!]

...I am afraid that I am rather...confused.

[Why is he acting like a duck she doesn't understand.]

Date: 2009-10-30 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[His head tilts and he waddles closer.]

Quack.

Date: 2009-10-30 05:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[And she backs away.]

Stop that.

Date: 2009-10-30 05:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He follows, flailing his arms as he does so.]

Quack! Quack, quack.

Date: 2009-10-30 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
...Stop that. [This is beginning to get...creepy.]

Date: 2009-10-30 05:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He isn't doing it on purpose. If he could, he would not have left his room to begin with. But Zelda has some kind of hold over him. He can't help it.]

Quack, quack, quack.

Date: 2009-10-31 05:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She stops, and she presses a hand to her temple. He wasn't doing this just to be an idiot, that was for certain. He wasn't wearing a mask (she had been paying attention to the comms for once, she knows something is going on with them, especially as hers WONT COME OFF), so it's not that. It must be something else.]

Hm. Fascinating.

Date: 2009-11-01 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[His expression is quizzical. Or as quizzical as he can muster. What? What's fascinating?]

Date: 2009-11-01 02:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Have you eaten anything out of the normal? Drank anything different? [Something caused this. This was so out of the blue and in conjunction with odd things, something was most certainly off.]

Date: 2009-11-02 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[Have some arm flailing and some more quacking.]

Date: 2009-11-03 01:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She drops her face into her hand with a sigh again.]

I supposed it must have been something I cannot imagine you acting like this randomly.

Date: 2009-11-06 07:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
Quack! Quack quack quack.

[And then he's silent. With minor arm flailing. He understands you. But cannot say anything in return. At least until the taffy wears off.]

Date: 2009-11-06 11:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Hm. I suppose we shall have to wait, and hope that it wears off.
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