WEEK FIVE

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (5)

monday - thursday (33) survivors It had been merely a week since the last trial, but you find yourself faced with a new week on The Pygmalion. When you awaken, you will find the handcuff around your wrist gone. The robot in the cafeteria has prepared another breakfast of various foods. (OOC: Please submit your murder proposals by 9 PM EST Tuesday.) taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook murder proposals ENTER COMMAND_

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[monsieurchatastrophe]

[it's underwater so he is bruised but Fine. he does come up with a gasp, holding onto his jaw though]

Owww... Now that hurt more than my feelings for sure.

[bloodbiter]

[as soon as she resurfaces and spits out some water]

—I'm sorry. That was an accident, I promise. Are you alright...?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

It's fine. Believe it or not, I've been hit worse than that.

[i mean, he's usually wearing a catsuit and feels Less Pain, but, y'know. he's still rubbing onto his jaw though]

You've got a pretty good panic kick, though. --Ow. [he quickly gets out of the water for seemingly no reason @ plagg stop fighting him]

[bloodbiter]

I told you.

[out of the water she goes as well, though she glances at him for a moment after she does]

Is something else amiss?

[that extra ow seems extraneous]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Um. No, no, it's just-- a cramp. You know what they say. Don't swim after eating.

[sure that's believable. he shudders a bit as he lies on his back next to the pool]

At least I know you'll be safe from underwater attacks with those moves.

[bloodbiter]

[waves a hand as she lies back, too]

I'm safe from more attacks than that, trust me. I'm used to combat by now.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I remember. You fought a dragon. [clearly the most important part.] But swordfighting isn't as easy underwater, so, I'm satisfied.

[he's acting like he meant every bit of these shenanigans to happen and looking very serious before chuckling and giving himself away]

[bloodbiter]

More than that, though I will admit that was the largest foe I've ever faced.

[a small laugh]

It's a strange thing to find satisfactory.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

There is nothing strange in being satisfied over your safety from underwater attacks. [he puts a hand to his chest like he's mock-offended but then grins more sheepishly] ...Even if you could just stay away from the pool if that was a real problem.

[bloodbiter]

I meant more... It seemed strange that you mentioned you were satisfied when I kicked you in the face.

[adrien??]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I meant I was satisfied with your skills, not with my jaw being broken. I'll be feeling that one when I try to eat later.

[he's obviously exaggerating, though he might want to look for Jason's hoard of medical supplies for the bruise he's going to have on his chin]

[bloodbiter]

It's surprisingly easy for you to speak with your broken jaw, I must say.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

How else would I be able to tell you you broke it?

[bloodbiter]

I think it would be rather obvious, were it true.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Are you calling me a liar, Adelina?

[dramatically puts his hand over his heart in a "woe is me" fashion]

[bloodbiter]

Yes.

[so blunt]

I am sorry, though.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

For calling me a liar? You should be. [is he being obtuse on purpose. maybe.]

[bloodbiter]

No, not for that. [wow] For kicking you.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Don't worry about it. It doesn't hurt much. [didn't he say it was broken two seconds ago. he grins at her] Anyway, if I held every accidental hit I've gotten against the perpetrators, I would've stopped talking to Marinette a long time ago.

[bloodbiter]

[a small laugh]

She does seem... jumpy enough to do that kind of thing quite frequently.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Yeah. It's painful, but... kind of cute.

[... adrien keep it in your water-logged pants.]

Anyway. Sorry I got you into the pool. ...Twice.

[bloodbiter]

...I don't understand.

[how is it endearing to be accidentally injured]

As long as you promise not to do so once more.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Her clumsiness, I mean.

[he finally sits up to look sincerely into Adelina's eyes:]

I purromise. [...was that a--] Besides, I don't want to go back in the pool again, so I should lay off you.

[bloodbiter]

...I'm sorry, I think I misheard you. You promise?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

...Yep. That's what I said.

[when you cat pun so much you accidentally do it when you're not even a furry]