*TRIBBLE whines hungrily.* *** Tyrion: Oh, well, oh my. I'm sorry, I committed a social faux pas. *He looks at the TV, listening about the Romulan Republic and Tal'Shiar.*
*TRIBBLE struggles against it, not liking the stroller.* *** Tyrion: Indeed. And, from what I hear, he seems to be keeping his own. *He shivers.* Tyrion: Mating ritual commentary is not in my programming, advanced AI or not.
OOC: Oh, it might take a bit more than that. I was thinking they keep this relationship going between all of them until Ellvat and Ashley are off the witchroot. Tyrion: True, true... do they have a news channel in these rooms?
Tyrion: Alright. Good. *He sighs.* Tyrion: I hope I can predict when he's going to tell her, because it will most likely include flowers and chocolate....
Kuntel: Yeah... but, just so you know, I finally installed that lock on the first quarters. If you feel like taking a break.... *He smiles.* *** Tyrion: Do you think she'll be fine if my master loves her leaves her, as they say? I think he might just go for yours. Whether because she's Awoken, or big breasted, or just from…
*He places it there, in it's black as space beauty, and floats back to Sanctum.* Tyrion: ... What do you know about this Ashley character? The third one in their little romp?
Tyrion: Well, as I said, my master is a... or rather, was a virgin. And kind of a loner. I blame it on him having that cloak and dagger mentality, then he also like to snipe, soooo.... *Tyrion floats around, looking for a place to place a sniper rifle.*
Tyrion: She's done this before? I feel so sorry for you, you must never get any good recharge time. *He floats around as well, adjusting things, adding a bit of Ragnar's stuff as well, since he is technically living there now.*
*Tyrion, Ragnar's Ghost, floats around Ellvat's quarters.* Tyrion: They've been in there a while. And the grunting, screaming, and whooping hasn't stopped...
OOC: that's going to be in a few hours and I'd rather end this thread and have them wake to the consequences now... Kuntel: I think I just fell a bit more in love with you. *He kisses her over the crate of weapons.*
*Kuntel comes from no where and starts helping Krystal carry it.* Kuntel: Hi Cher! *** Ragnar: I feel like the most interesting man in the world! *He smiles.*