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[sharktrash]

Point for effort.

[ But not good enough, clearly, even if the imagery is amusing. ]

So. Sword fight. I'm in the Radiation Zone right now. Where're you?

[cahooted]

I guess that's one way of looking at it.

[Why is he not surprised?]

You're asking for a rematch? ... Or... wait, is it a rematch if the original match didn't actually happen?

[sharktrash]

Rematch of a rematch, does it matter? I'll win anyway.

[ look how cute he is ]

[cahooted]

[Adorable, really.]

Industrial zone. Though I got my hands a bit full at the moment. You know. Traumatic memories to sort through, broken friendships to mend, that sort of thing.

[sharktrash]

A load of horseshit, in other words. Come on! A good fight would do you some good.

[ Mr Sensitive strikes again. Then again... he's not entirely wrong in that a good exercise can usually help with feeling down. ]

[cahooted]

A hot bubble bath would do me some good but I'm probably not getting that either.

[He pulls a face at the rest. He doesn't say that wielding the crowbar just feels bad after having beaten Peter with it so badly. That will take him some time to get over.]

I'm sure we'll get to actually fight eventually.

[sharktrash]

Aw shit, don't even mention it.

[ Judging from the distress in his voice, Squalo would love a hot bath as well, that is, more than anyone would in these circumstances. ]

Fine, fine, Princess. Hit me up when you're more in the mood.

[cahooted]

Sorry.

[Well, great. Now that he said it, that image of a hot tub will probably stick with him for the rest of the day. Damn.]

Right, I'll, yeah. I'll do that. [Awkward pause.] Uh, take care. Try not to die.

[sharktrash]

[ Him and Squalo both. Oh, who wouldn't he gruesomely kill for a hot tub right now. ]

[ Crisis averted, even if the best wishes are totally awkward and uncalled for. Squalo had never figured it out when people he'd known for years expressed their preference for his prolonged life, and he certainly wasn't going to take it to heart from a stranger, but -- this place had no good deaths. He had a king to return to, after all. ]

I'll work on it.

[ "You too" haha just kidding. ]

[cahooted]

Okay. That's, yeah. Sounds good.

[Awkward.]

... Okay, bye. For now.

[sharktrash]

See ya.

[ DON'T THINK HE WON'T you owe him a fight. ]