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[tsunsandsteals]

[You're probably noticing a familiar, but not as familiar-looking redhead walking around the village. His hair is shorter and choppier and he seems shorter and stockier. And his face is...not as expressive. He's also talking in random word salad phrases-VERY loudly.

Feel free to ask him what his deal is, but don't expect a coherent answer. Or for him to lower his voice.]


((ooc: Silver has essentially turned into his Vietnamese Crystal self aka CHEDR. All comments and replies will be done under his alt account.))

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[eggiebagfuck]

[He manages a quick nod.]

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[sketchingideals]

Okay. We'll go to the kitchen, then! And then you're going to rest, okay?

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[eggiebagfuck]

I AM A MONSTER. COACH. I TAKE FANCY TO STRONG WINNER.

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[sketchingideals]

...whatever you say! [He smiles.] Don't worry, these cookies will be great.

[And... the coffee... nngh...]

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[eggiebagfuck]

[He's sure they will be. He still appreciates food and drinks...he just can't think or talk that coherently.]

WIN!!

[action] 1/2

[sketchingideals]

[That was understandable...!]

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[sketchingideals]

[Yeah, Jeb can't help but hug him.]

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[eggiebagfuck]

[He doesn't hug back, but he doesn't walk away this time either...]

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[sketchingideals]

[He lets go.]

Okay, time to get to work! [Walking into the kitchen and getting the ingredients.]

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[eggiebagfuck]

[The real Silver is...kind of in there. Somewhere. Trying to get out, but the effects of the Malnosso are too strong. So he just sits and watches Jeb, not speaking.]

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[sketchingideals]

[And he'll just get all the ingredients for the cookies together, looking over his shoulder at Silver every so often.]

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[eggiebagfuck]

BOMB MISSILE IS TRASHY MAN RID OF IN FOREST

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[sketchingideals]

Bomb missile? Like a rocket? [Stirring everything together...]

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[eggiebagfuck]

TRASHY MAN IS DISGRACE TO STRONG TRAINER AND LEGENDARY MONATER.

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[sketchingideals]

But who's the trashy man? [Maybe he shouldn't try getting straight answers out of him...]

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[eggiebagfuck]

DISGRACE TO MONSTER COLLEGE. ELF WORLD.

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[sketchingideals]

[Monster college? Elf world? He really doesn't get it, so he just nods in acknowledgement as he works on mixing everything together.]

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[eggiebagfuck]

[And he goes silent again, just watching.]

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[sketchingideals]

[Once everything is mixed together, Jeb starts putting bits of the mix onto the cookie sheet, humming a little.]

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[eggiebagfuck]

[And he keeps watching...]

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[sketchingideals]

[He looks behind him at Silver again and smiles.]

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[eggiebagfuck]

[Have the closest thing this Silver can manage to a smile. You seem nice. Even if he doesn't know you.]

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[sketchingideals]

[While he waits for the oven to heat up, he'll work on that coffee.]

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[eggiebagfuck]

[Mm, coffee. It smells good...his senses are still in perfect working order, at least.]

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[sketchingideals]

[Personally, he can't stand the smell. But it's for Silver, so he can do this! He's done it for Tori plenty of times, this isn't much different!

...except when Tori speaks, she usually makes more sense...

Now, to put those cookies in the oven!]