From: julad <julad@bigfoot.com>
I know it wasn't OT at the time, but I promised anyway.
Without further ado... more tagless dialogue. I forgot that this
stuff is addictive. :P
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<feeling bored and neglected> "Paris, what is that thing on your
table?"
<glancing up from datapadd> "Hmmm? Oh, that. Just a little
something I picked up before we left Yreas territory..."
<wrinkling nose> "Why does it smell like that?"
<smirk> "The smell may be bad, Har, but it tastes *fabulous*!"
<stare> "You've put that... thing... in your *mouth*?"
<returning to datapadd> "Among other things, yes."
<picking up contraption gingerly> <lifting it toward lips>
<peeking and grinning>
<noticing> "Paris, you're having me on. Tell me what it's
really for."
<sitting up straighter> "It's really for you to put in your
mouth. I swear."
<chilly appraising glance>
<patented innocent look>
<sigh> "All right, all right. We both know curiosity killed the
ensign. Several times." <carefully placing object between
parted lips>
<delighted grin>
<drops object on the floor> <disgusted face> "It tastes like
banana liqueur... YUCK!"
<sniggering>
"WHAT?!?"
"Nothing, Har."
"WHAT WAS THAT THING?"
<smirk>
<pounce> <tickle> "Tell me or I'll never stop."
<squeal> <giggle> <screech> <howl> "Stop it! Okay! Stop it
I'll tell you stop stop stop..." <wail>
<final relentless tickle> <backing off> "Right. What was it?"
<breathless gasping>
<wriggling fingers menacingly>
<squirming uncomfortably> "Okay, okay! It was a traditional
solstice festival mumble mumble."
<pouncing again>
<scream> "Okay, okay! Egg beater! It was an egg beater!"
<jaw dropping> <suspicious disbelief>
"I swear! It was a traditional Yreas eggbeater for solstice
morning pancakes."
<snarl> "And why, Paris, does it taste like banana liqueur?"
<sniggering again> <jumping up> "No, don't tickle me, I'll
tell. I covered it with the stuff so you'd smell it and ask."
<short, surprised laughter> "But WHY?"
<turning red> "Mumble mumble"
<growling> <leaping for best friend>
<shriek> "No, stop, wait! I'll tell all if you just promise not
to get mad."
<evil chuckle> "I promise you've got sixty seconds to tell me
and then run for your life."
<staring up into heavy armful of gorgeous ensign> <dilating
eyes> "It was the second-last in a series of experiments..."
<extremely intense gaze> "Hmmmm?"
<parting lips> <husky murmur> "...examining what you will and
won't put in your mouth."
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Oh dear, I don't know where *that* came from. I was gonna write
something short and rude about bananas. <sigh> Welcome to my
writing process, people.
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