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TAAKO

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@fromTV

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Pâtissier

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"You've got Taako. I'm too busy to take your call right now, leave a message."

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Comments

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Gods forbid you can't use your bathbombs!

Wait, shit, I have a spell that miiiiight let me communicate with the chicken. I could tell it where to shit?

[inlaid]

can you really?
how does it work?
can i talk to the chicken too???

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[Please hold while he looks this spell up because he hasn't used it like, ever.]

Yup! If I cast it, the chicken can understand us and you'll understand it!

[inlaid]

do you think the chicken will be able to tell me where the rubber chickens came from then?

[spellslots]

Only if it got there before the rubber chickens did, pumpkin.

[inlaid]

well that's a maybe at least.
i'm eating the chocolate brownie ice cream by the way
if you ever want to see your pralines and cream again you'll bring chicken feed ransom to this location in ten minutes

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You need anything else while I'm doing your fucking groceries, princess?

[As if the chicken isn't his fault in the first place.]

[inlaid]

yes i want a white horse and a tiara and thirty gowns made of silk and chiffon.

[As befits a princess.]

[spellslots]

I can manage the horse if a unicorn will satisfy your highness.

[inlaid]

I suppose. As long as I won't be gored for my lack of purity.

[spellslots]

If Garyl hasn't gored me yet then I'm sure you'll be fine.

[inlaid]

Oh, well then. Garyl sounds acceptable then.

Now get your ass over here, wizard. No time to waste. Your ice cream is in peril.

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Wait, wait, is there anything near your front door?

[This is Important]

[inlaid]

...no?

[WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING, TAAKO.]

[spellslots]

[hello friend he is here.

just inside her front door, with a bag of chicken feed under one arm and his umbrella dutifully hooked onto the other arm.]

It's ya boy.

[Teleporting is fun.]

[inlaid]

[Well that's convenient. Bryn blinks at Taako once before tucking her phone into her pocket and moving forward to take the chicken feed.]

It sure is. That was speedy. Did you already have the chicken feed?

[Shit. Where is she going to put it. Does she let the chicken loose in the apartment??]

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Nah, I stole it.

[It's hard to tell if he's joking or not by the cheesy grin he gives her.

He's not joking, he absolutely stole it.]

[inlaid]

[Welp. Nothing to do about that now. Bryn's associated with thieves before, in the line of work anyway, and she's okay with that.]

Mhmm. Oh yes. I believe that. [She totes it off into the kitchen and pulls out three bowls. Two for ice cream, one for chicken feed. By now, Taako should know he can make himself at home in her place.] What flavor ice cream are you feeling like?

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[And make himself at home he does, propping the umbra staff against the wall by the door before finding the nearest available surface to flop onto.]

I think one of them was raspberry and white chocolate? Don't hold me to it, I was pretty drunk but like, I think it was that.

[inlaid]

I'm on it. [She heads over to the freezer, pulls out the raspberry-white chocolate, and on a whim, the chocolate fudge brownie. They can thaw a bit while she pours out chicken feed.]

Must have missed one blighting good party. Any juicy tales to tell, hmm?

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What makes you think I'm the kinda guy to kiss and tell?

[Bryn has seen him making out with a dude, there's really no more secrets to be kept at this point.]

[inlaid]

[Bryn snorts. Loudly.]

The part where I think I know you well enough by now to know that you won't be able to help yourself if there really is a good story to share. Come on, dish.

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[Wow, rude.]

There was a lot of dancing, nothing scandalous to report, boss.

[As per usual, really.]

I did pretend to be some girl's boyfriend for like half an hour cause some jerk wouldn't leave her alone. It was pretty funny.

[He was terrible at it.]

[inlaid]

[Wow, honest, you mean.]

Aren't you a gentleman. What did it take to finally get the guy to leave her alone? Shame or threats or bribery?

[Because there has got to be more to the story than that.]

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Iiiiii might've turned him into a crab.

[His tone is sheepish, but his grin is the exact opposite.]