Kenzi [001] Video

[onteamdyson]

Hey. Sup, random peeps. I'm trying to find this guy with ridiculously fluffy hair, angry-looking face, cheekbones that could probs cut glass? Didn't catch his name... he's totes British.

Also, I believe I was promised superheroes and lobster. Both of you better honour those promises.

... And Bo? If you can see this? You better have one hell of an explanation for not getting back to me sooner. Kenzi out! Peace, suckahs.

Comments

[onteamdyson]

I knew I liked you, Kurt. You've got spirit. And the ability to feed me. This is the start of a beautiful, one-sided friendship.

[porcelainpride]

Nonsense, it's very two-sided. You'll give me purpose and direction in a directionless land.

[onteamdyson]

D'awwwww, save some of that butter for dinner, bright eyes.

SO! Less freaked out now? Settled a bit? Gotta admit, you do a good job of covering that shiz up when it counts. Hang onto that knife just in case.

[porcelainpride]

I have no shortage of butter or lemon, for which I am quietly and fervently thankful.

[Shruuuug.] I've distracted myself enough so that I'm not thinking about the insanity of this situation, really. Thanks for the deadly weapon, all the same.

[onteamdyson]

No probs. Everyone should have a deadly weapon. If I had my purse, I would have about ten more of such weapons! If this were my actual house, they'd be all over the freakin' living room because Bo never puts her shit away and if you're walking in the dark trying to get a glass of milk, BAM. Tripped over an axe. Happens all the time.

[And she misses it like crazy already. Her stomach knots with worry over her bff and she frowns.]

What are the chances that if I go and find a lobster, it's gonna be super cute and I feel bad and keep it as a pet instead of eat it? Because I don't think my new roomies will be cool with a pet lobster.

[porcelainpride]

Who's Bo?

[He frowns a moment, thinking.] ...only if you think insects are cute. But if there's any risk of that, I need some clams and oysters too, and those are generally less pet-like.

[onteamdyson]

My bff. I know she can take care of herself, but she's probs uber worried. So am I.

[Hey, if anything, she's out of the way like everyone wanted. Worst case scenario, her disappearance distracts Bo and the Garuda gets the upper hand.]

I think a lot of things are cute. This goes down wrong, you're gonna explain to Phil why there's a lobster in the bathtub. I'll be too busy trying to keep the others from eating it.

[porcelainpride]

Oh. Do you think everyone at home is all right?

[He nods solemnly.] Understood. I'll tell him you were overcome by maternal instinct.

[onteamdyson]

Everyone at my home? I legit hope so. Didn't leave them in the best situation... I think. Not exactly sure how long it's been or if we all got drugged or how long exactly it took to get us from wherever we were to wherever we are. So... honestly? I have no freakin' clue, buddy. Let's just hope the answer is yes. Deal?

[porcelainpride]

...I can agree to not think about it right now.

[onteamdyson]

Best plan. Just keep your chin up and we'll all focus on a way to get home ASAP and worry about the rest later.

[She does her best to put on what she hopes is a reassuring smile.]

And if anyone starts hassling you about your age? Let me know. Because that is getting really old really fast and we are going to prove that we can be totally helpful and useful and awesome.

[porcelainpride]

No, not yet. I think everyone's distracted by my making pastries for them.