catch-all for chuuya.

[selfimmolates]

Comments

[selfimmolates]

Don't you have a bar to frequent?

[goatsongs]

I said better.

[He's at least a little more self-aware than that...]

[selfimmolates]

I'm impressed you're sober enough to acknowledge it.

[goatsongs]

If I were sober we wouldn't be having a conversation.

[Chuuya is either tipsy, drunk, or unconscious. There aren't any other acceptable options.]

[selfimmolates]

Wow.

And you say I need help.

[goatsongs]

I'm a hypocrite, and more importantly I'm already dead. Way too late for me to fix anything. Are you still alive?

[selfimmolates]

Not really any of your business, is it?

[goatsongs]

You're still alive and have plenty of growing up to do. I'm a lost cause. Completely different.

[selfimmolates]

Nope.

[goatsongs]

Hmmph. Having feathers stuck on you's a hell of a lot easier to fix than alcoholism.

[if they weren't both ridiculously stubborn.]

[selfimmolates]

There's also a giant gap in severity between the two.

[rip]

[goatsongs]

Sure is. Doesn't matter to me.

You hate owing people, right? So if I asked you for something in return would it be fine?

[selfimmolates]

[squints]

... Depends on what it is.

[goatsongs]

Nothing to do with gods, the competition, anyone else here, or revealing anything about yourself. And nothing dangerous.

[Ray can do enough of that without Chuuya's prompting.]

[selfimmolates]

Just say it.

[goatsongs]

Teach me how to play one of the video games we've got here. I don't know a thing about them.

[is this a secret plan to get ray to play a game

yes.]

[selfimmolates]

[chuuya please]

Ask Senri. He seems like he's into them.

[goatsongs]

Senri isn't covered in feathers. And if he was he'd probably be fine with it.

[selfimmolates]

He hates glitter, though. Anyway, I can't help you there. My own experience with video games is pretty limited.

[goatsongs]

If they were around when you were alive then it's probably more than mine, but alright. Can you cook?

[selfimmolates]

[they are, but. it's complicated.]

Yeah.

[goatsongs]

Great. Then in exchange for me getting the rest of your feathers, make me some soup for dinner.

[It's not the fanciest requests, but also Chuuya doesn't like fancy food.]

[selfimmolates]

...

Fine.

[UGGGGH.]

[goatsongs]

Great. Now hold still.

[He's going to try to get the rest of the feathers off, even if there are like a million.]

[selfimmolates]

[ray does hold still, albeit while radiating displeasure, but eh.]