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"THAT WAS NOT A COMPLIMENT," he pretty much yelled while trudging to the kitchen.
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The other just laughed.
Can Dion even see through all the colored powder floating in the air at the kitchen entrance?
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He started to wave his left hand around, to clear out the aire in order to see better. Or at least to not breathe in that thing. He never liked to sneeze.
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It seemed to be pretty dense, but maybe if he keeps at it continually for half an hour, he'll get it.
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"The heck is this powder thing????"
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"Just some poison gas."
He's joking, by the way.
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Dion NYOOMED out of the reach of the powder.
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More laughter. Wiley likes to laugh! That's good...right...
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"What are you even doing!!!!?"
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"No! Obligation! >:D!"
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Dion once more questions how Rai ended up Sith a friend like this.
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No, how did Rai end up Jedi a friend like this?
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Pfft XD. The narrator briefly and idly wonders if Dion's mind has autocorrect.
Well, whatever. He went to wash his skin while hoping Wiles didn't make more of a mess.
Sure, he might be Rai's friend, but this was also the place Dion was living in right now. And no matter what the other might think, he himself was not okay with someone just coming in and doing crazy stuff.
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(:.
At some point, the front door sounds like it opens.
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Dion really really hoped it was Rai. He was quick to get out of the bathroom to see.
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It's Raez! Dragging Rai along. Rai doesn't look the best. He doesn't notice Dion.
"The couch," Rai was repeating. Raez shook his head.
"No, kitchen."
"I am not going to the kitchen, I know Wiley's there along with who-knows-what."
Wow, he's smart.
"Nahhh," Raez lied.
"I'm going to the couch."
"Walk there yourself then, I'm carrying you to the kitchen, that's where."
"You try having temporary paralysis in your legs," Rai rebuked.
"Right, I did. Now to the kitchen we go, since you can't walk and I'm the one carrying you."
"Why are you even here again?"
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Dion went very O_O at seeing that Rai was being dragged, and also that Raez was there. He stood there, not knowing exactly what to do, while water dripped from his arm.
"Rai??? What happened???" He turned his gaze to Raez. "You! I don't know your name. Do you know what happened?"
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"Yeah," said Raez.
"Don't ask him," Rai said.
"Why not? So--"
"No."
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"Well, then, I ask you. What happened!?" He said to Rai.
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"You implore of me," he said flatly.
Raez still is trying to drag Rai to the kitchen, but Rai's got a firm handhold around a door handle and is thus refusing to budge from there.
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"How do you think I feel about seeing you being dragged into the room just like that!?"
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"Pleased?" he asked dryly, probably just his sense of humor even though something happened.
Well, at least since his legs don't really work he's a bit shorter.
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"Not pleased." He clarified, and then more seriously, he said, "Worried." Dion crossed his arms. "Need help???"
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"Yes please. First, I would like to avoid being dragged to the kitchen by this maniac."
"Maniac?? Not nice," Raez huffed.
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"Wiley says there's poison gas in the kitchen."
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"Okay, I'd like to avoid being dragged to the maniac too then."
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"Would you want me to drag you instead?'
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"Yes, that seems preferable. Couch please."
"Can he even handle you?" Raez teased. "He's so small."
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"I'm not small!" He protested. "And I'm no weakling either."
Dion went over to drag Rai instead. He didn't have much trouble, actually. He headed to the couch as requested.
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Raez just watched, feigning a shocked expression at Dion's back.
Rai appreciated it.