Yeah hey, Brutal?

Love the work you're doing for me, really.

But you needn't be quite so graphic when detailing the finer points of your profession. While it was a nice touch to edit the language and all, the rest of it might still be graphic for the more innocent around here, ya?

Stick to the important details, man.

skeptic wrote:

Nemesis wrote:

skeptic wrote:Comedy is rooted in truth.

I'll truth you one right upside the head, old man!

If you're going to act like a little girl, have at least enough maturity to do it in English.

Why you pompous, arrogant, self-righteous, mule headed, self-important, wind bag, flatulent, bad pipe smoke breath, mouth breathing, denture wearing, Viagra popping, girly gun toting, second chin flapping, inconsiderate, blind, sheep chasing, little children scaring, rude, obnoxious, thick headed, deluded, incompetent, boring, thin skinned, self-molesting, ignorant...MAN!

I can't beleive I ever trusted you or...

Screw it.

You win. I'm just a silly girl.

I can't tell yet if that's the smell of progress or not. Let's hope for the former.

skeptic wrote:I can't tell yet if that's the smell of progress or not. Let's hope for the former.

Did you take lessons on being infuriating?

Just in being honest.

Sometimes, however, there's no obvious difference.

Being 'honest' is not carte blanche to walk all over everyones feelings.

Oh wait, you want it in English. I'll use small words.

You. Are. A. Jerk.

A simple case of repressed emotions about to blow at the seams, really.

Brutal wrote:By any chance are you two related somehow?

You two argue as if your siblings or some type of married couple.

Is there any tension between the two of you that both of you don't wish to admit to yourselves?

I have no desire to get in between a domestic dispute.

STAY OUT OF THIS, BRUTAL!

skeptic wrote:A simple case of repressed emotions about to blow at the seams, really.

The only thing I'm repressing is the urge to shoot you in the face!

Jerk.

Remember what I told you about venting....

skeptic wrote:Remember what I told you about venting....

Why do you always have to have a damn answer for everything?

Why does everything in your world have to be ordered and make sense?

Why does it always have to be so damn logical?

Can't you ever just feel something? Just once?

Nemesis wrote:

skeptic wrote:Remember what I told you about venting....

Why do you always have to have a damn answer for everything?

Why does everything in your world have to be ordered and make sense?

Why does it always have to be so damn logical?

Why do you act like it's a bad thing?

Nemesis wrote:Can't you ever just feel something? Just once?

What makes you think that I don't?

skeptic wrote:

Nemesis wrote:

skeptic wrote:Remember what I told you about venting....

Why do you always have to have a damn answer for everything?

Why does everything in your world have to be ordered and make sense?

Why does it always have to be so damn logical?

Why do you act like it's a bad thing?

To the extreme you take it? Absolultely.

skeptic wrote:

Nemesis wrote:Can't you ever just feel something? Just once?

What makes you think that I don't?

If you did you might actually show some consideration instead of blowing other people off as silly or acting like you were just being 'honest'.

Jerk.

You're confusing extreme for normal.
Understandable.

I didn't blow you off.
You actually didn't use English.

I can't beleive you think this is about that!

What else could it be?

You're so smart?

You figure it out!

Nemesis wrote:You figure it out!

I did.
That's why you're lashing out.

Hannah wrote:The way you two go at it . . . are we going to have to get you a joined room?

Hannah, I'd rather kiss a Wookie.

Except then I'd have to listen to that jackass tell me for the next hour that the Wookie wasn't real and that all my 'acting out' was a result of pent of sexual frustration!

I doubt that you'd be listening.

You're the one that hasn't been listening.

Sure I have.
Ask me anything.

skeptic wrote:Sure I have.
Ask me anything.

Oh yeah?

Here's one for you wise guy.

How is it, in your inifinite wisdom and superiour intellect, you let a girl recovering from a nervous breakdown, who had been having nightmares about walking into find her dad dead because some of his friends had led well armed killers to him, how is it you let this girl walk in on a room full of well armed and dangerous strangers?

Oh sure, it wasn't dangerous. They were allies. And I knew that the instant I walked in, how? It's not like the person I had trusted with my bloody life warned me or anything.

I trusted you Sebastian. I told you who I was before anyone else. When my mind shattered, YOU were the first I called for help from. And you came. I knew it was you there when you helped me walk out of that death hole.

I would have trusted your judgement if you had just told me they were going to be there.

So here's the last question.

Why didn't you trust me?

If we still trust each other, then let's take the aggression down a notch.
You trusted me to keep you safe and out of harm's way. That's precisely what I did. I did not act out of arrogance and certainly not out of malice. Your aggression is unwarranted.
I made a choice.
Obviously a wrong one. I apologise that my decision made you feel unsafe.

Now that that's out of the way...perhaps we can strive for progress.

When you're not kicking and screaming, you're rather practical.
Try to hold on to that.