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Okay. The world was maybe almost over. Topher was more than a little freaked.

So out came the dice and the cape, and after making a quick annoucement, he set up at a toadstool with some character sheets for some pre-apocalyptic Dungeons and Dragons.

Kid had priorities.

[[OCD is up! Yep, idea stolen from Buffy 7x22, "Chosen." Anyone can play, and if you want to ICly be talked into it, lemme know and I'll have Topher get naggy. I have an AIM chat for this if you wanna pop in -- rpwithinanrpyegods. Have fun!

OH, and a million thanks to [livejournal.com profile] glacial_witch, [livejournal.com profile] brat_intraining, [livejournal.com profile] harpy_daughter and most especially [livejournal.com profile] not_a_parakeet for humoring me and teaching me how this works. YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST AND I LOVE YOU.]]
whenshewasnice: (A great many things.)
From: [personal profile] whenshewasnice
"Or Mr. Moxy," Natalie added, since they were going the adorable kittycat route. "It's not worth it."
furnaceface: (Huff)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Squall. Squall was right there in his face, and Karla had a hand on his arm, and the idiot was begging for his life, and he was...

He was there, feeling like he wanted to grind Topher's face into the ground, while the world was completely gone outside. Here he was, with his hands balled into his fists and a snarl on his lips and some thing in his insides, practically singing in the rage...

Jono jerked backwards as if somebody had hit him. What the hell was he doing?

"Right." Deep breath. Stand up and take a few steps back. Close his eyes and shake his head and... "I'm going for a walk. Finish the game without me."
From: [identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com
Squall watched him go, and frowned. The blue skin and new face had come with some serious emotional trauma, apparently. Maybe Jono would want to talk about it later. Right now, he probably wanted to be alone.

"Topher, thank us," Squall demanded quietly.
angelo_wings: ([df] under the moon)
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Rinoa felt that now would be a good time to interject herself.

"Squall just kept his best friend from maiming you, for being an insensitive, selfish child," she said. "Despite the fact that he doesn't like you very much, because it wasn't for you that he did it. But you're the one that doesn't have a shattered spine right now, so a little gratitude would go a long way."
From: [identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com
"No, JONO is the one that you need to apologize to," Squall told him flatly. "Except not now. You need to thank me, and Kenzi, and..." -- he waved a hand at Billy, whose name he couldn't remember -- "for not letting him kill you. Even though you deserved it."
From: [identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com
Squall glared at him, long and hard. And almost killed Topher himself.

And then he snorted and shrugged. "Whatever."
angelo_wings: ([ros] thx for the headache)
From: [personal profile] angelo_wings
Rinoa placed a hand very gently on Squall's shoulder.

"You were right, earlier," she said softly. "He's not worth it."

There was more contempt in that sentence than Topher might realize, from how very quietly it came out.
From: [identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com
Squall nodded. "I know."

The game could continue. He wasn't going to hurt Topher.

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