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[voice/text] 2nd grievance.

//filtered - text message to America//
Quick question, Al. What's your level of boredom and how much motivation do you have? -M.
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//voice - accessible to all//
So... I have a quick question. It's a bit of an odd one, given that we're under the sea and all, but does it ever get cold enough around here to ice skate?

And as a follow-up, is there anywhere around here to skate?

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[And soon he's dressed and ready to go, bounding down the stairs towards where he hopes Matthew is.]

Brooooooooooooooo, where are you?

[He's sitting in the nearby room, seemingly engrossed in a book. Hearing him come down the stairs (probably like a herd of elephants), he set the book down and walked into the landing.]

Are you clean?

I told you I was going to take a shower -- of course I'm clean.

[And then he leans against the banister and shoves his hands into his pockets.]

Now what's this proposal you were talking about?

Just making sure you actually went through with it instead of just laying around in bed for as long as possible.

[Crossing his arms over his chest, he sort of smirks at him.] I don't know if I should tell you know.

I can't believe you're going to withhold precious information from me like that.

[And then he stands, as if ready to pounce.]

Do I need to draw it out of you?

Don't you even try.

[Slowly backing away, he started looking defensive.]

How responsible are you and are you capable of having an attention span that lasts longer than a few days.

[Taking a step forward.]

Depends on the incentive.

[He'll just be... working on walking backwards.]

Does there have to be one?

Well I'm not going to do anything for nothing.

[Step. Step.]

But I have dreams Al. Isn't that enough incentive?

[He's walking quicker now. ...and tripping over his own two feet. He's pretty talented, really.]

Oh don't give me that face, I can't resist that face--

[And then, opening! Tackling Matthew now and... tickling him. Horrible horrible tickle fight, ensue!]

Just-- tell me what you want.

[There was a rather unmanly shriek as he, yeah, he giggled. Squirming, he managed to tickle him back while simultaneously trying to break free.]

Stop tickling me and I will! [He managed to speak between fits of laughter.]

[Asjdkkdsh Tickled, tickled! He bites his lip as he tries to keep from laughing but oh god tickles, collapsing to the side, he howls.]

Okay okay, uncle, dude! Uncle!

[Rolling onto his back, he laughed softly as he caught his breath.]

Okay. Alfred. You know that I love you, right? So that's why I'm asking. I want...

...I want to move somewhere else, eh? Smaller. Cozier. Where I don't feel so disconnected. I want to have three cats and a bear, too. Maybe some fish but that might be asking for trouble with the cats. I've also been tossing around the idea of inquiring about some store space in the plaza and opening something like a corner cafe or something because I'm just so... I feel so bored and listless and unproductive and useless. And I wanted to ask if you wanted any part of it.

[...he just totally babbled and might have forgotten to breathe between rambling all of that.]

[He grins and pinches Matthew's cheek when he finishes.]

So cute, lil' bro. Yeah, that's cool with me. We have to bring Red though, he's my best friend and I don't want to leave him alone. We can all move in somewhere, there's like a shitload of houses all over the place. We can go to the pet store too.

As for the cafe? That's freggin' awesome, man. As long as I get food for free. And Red too. The both of us, free food.

Owstoppit. [Whining just a bit, he swatted at his hand.]

Of course we could bring Red. After I ran it by you, I was figuring I'd ask him as well. I expect you to clean up after yourself, though. All three of us can go looking sometime soon and find someplace we all like.

And of course you'd get free food. The both of you.

[Joy joy happy joy.]

Then this is the most perfect plan to me. Anything you want, bro, I'm here to give it.

[And then! AND THEN, he holds up his fist for a brofist.]

[Give him a moment. Ah yes. Brofist.]

Do you really mean that? [He sounded a bit too happy.]

As long as we're here, really. It has it's limits back home but hey, might as well make the use of being here for some super special awesome bonding times.

Well, I figured as much. And besides. I still want to check out the forest.

...

We're not living in the woods, dude.

I meant to... visit. Not live, you idiot. Who do you think I am, Australia? I'm a bit more civilised than that.

[He shrugs.] I dunno, you kinda got that hippie vibe to ya...

[He's teasing, really.]

It's not my fault I don't feed the capitalist machine like you do. And I care about the environment and everything. Besides. It's not like...

[There was a bit of a pause as he chewed on his bottom lip thoughtfully for a few moments.]

...I'd totally live in the woods, y'know. Out in the middle of nowhere in a log cabin or quaint country cottage or something. With nothing but the trees and animals and nature. With a little stream nearby and a lake and wide open spaces and ravines and everything. With paths and trails and no real sense of direction, untouched by man... it'd be beautiful. So peaceful and serene...

[Forehead! Flick!]

Damn hippie, but that's okay. I went through that myself before.

[Remember the 70's, bro? Wait--]

Anyway, let's go looking whenever you're ready. We'll bring Red with us and it'll be super cool.

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action; should we continue here or log or handwave? o:

so many choices. i at least want to totally log or continue a trip to the pet store though.

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