Subject: "Okay, we've been here. Can we go now?"
Posted on: 2009-04-19 07:02:00 UTC

Adder fidgeted nervously. "Seriously, Deuce, I'm getting that mall feeling."

Her partner gave her a strange look. "'Mall feeling'? You consider that a bad thing? From what I've heard, most Real World girls have positive feelings concerning the mall."

Adder returned his look tenfold. Deuce grimaced. "Right. You're not most Real World girls. But what's your problem?"

"You know that feeling you get sometimes," said Adder, "when you're in some place and you have that unexplainable feeling that you do not belong there?"

Deuce grimaced again. "I know that feeling far more than you could possibly comprehend."

"Well, I get that feeling whenever I'm walking around in the mall. So I call it my mall feeling."

Deuce nimbly dodged a mini-Balrog that had made a grab for his daggers. "Why exactly are you getting that feeling now?"

"Because we had nothing to do with the Mary Sue Invasion, so therefore we reeeally don't belong here."

"Says who? A bunch of the newer recruits are here. See, there's that Abominable Trio I keep hearing about. Hey, they have Pan Galactic Gargle Bleeprin Blasters!"

Adder raised an eyebrow. "I didn't take you for a Hitchhikers Guide fan."

"Oh, please," Deuce rolled his eyes. "I had it shoved in my face during training. I'm completely familiar with it." Grabbing the drink, he took a sip. "Well, well. It really does feel like getting your brains smashed out with a slice of lemon wrapped around a gold brick. What was I saying?"

"That's the Bleeprin working," Adder muttered. "I don't drink. And Deuce, if you get so wasted that I have to carry you back to the RC, heads will roll. Mine will not be one of them."

"Point taken," said Deuce. "Don't worry, though. I can hold my liquor."

"That's what they all say."

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