september overflow log

[hownkai]

This is an overflow for the first September Event Log.

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[accidentalqueen]

[ Tony what's wrong with your face. ]

What is it?

[ Has he come to some horrifying realization or is he having a sudden attack of the bowels? Either way it's perturbing enough for her hair to recoil into one mass, curling away from him. And she sets down her drink. ]

[arcreact]

[ Yes, this is clearly a very serious and tense moment. Absolutely. He slumps back in his chair, as if recovering from something truly harrowing. ]

I just had a terrifying vision of future events, that's all.

[accidentalqueen]

You should be terrified.

[ Whether he's being serious or not, she decides she doesn't care. Subsides back, and lets the tide of her hair roll forward over her shoulders and rise around her face again. Reclaiming her drink. ]

You have been exceedingly lucky.

[arcreact]

[ Zero to a hundred there, Queenie.

Tony rolls his eyes and raises his glass back to his lips, only to find it empty. He wastes no time gesturing for a waiter to come over, tray in hand, but his attention is on Medusa. ]

We have a word for this, L'Oreal. It's called "buzzkill."

[accidentalqueen]

[ Not so much as a twitch in her expression. Even if such blatant disrespect arouses the urge to muzzle him. At the very lease. ]

You always have many words. They are not all meaningful.

[ Medusa is not one to be impressed by talk. She doesn't even need words to have a conversation with the right person. ]

[arcreact]

[ Plucking another drink off the offered tray, the picture of blase innocence, ]

Meaning is subjective, if you wanna be that way about it. I'm just saying, you have this knack for the abruptly morbid.

[accidentalqueen]

What you think of as "abruptly morbid" would be my lack of tolerance for frivolous attempts at wit.

[ Because she's a busy woman, and she doesn't have time to waste humoring nonsense when it becomes clear that it's nonsense. Or seems suspiciously like nonsense. ]