#in which daelos goes on a nip bender

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[12:36] -- coltishDaedalian [CD] began trolling practicalFamiliar [PF] at 00:36 --

[12:36] CD: } --> E%cuse [12:37] CD: } --> Me [12:42] PF: SALUTATIONS, STRANGER. I DO NOT BELIEVE I RECOGNIZE THE ADDRESS OF THIS DESIGNATED HANDLE. [12:43] PF: INTRODUCE YOURSELF, IF YOU WOULD PLEASE. [12:43] CD: } --> Right [12:43] CD: } --> I was going to do that [12:43] CD: } --> I was merely testing the waters first to see if you were still awake [12:43] CD: } --> Now that I have confirmed you awake I will presently follow with my introduction [12:44] CD: } --> Official title, Ma%inist, engineering consultant [12:44] CD: } --> Daelos Zahhak if you prefer to be familiar [12:47] PF: FAMILIARITY IS A NOUN PRESENT IN MY OWN HANDLE. HOWEVER, I WILL CHOOSE TO REMAIN CURT AND PROFESSIONAL REGARDLESS. [12:47] PF: YOU HAVE CONTACTED THE LINE OF JAMES EGBERT. SERVICEMAN ABOARD THE UU. [12:47] PF: HOW DO YOU DO THIS EVENING, MISTER ZAHHAK? [12:47] PF: DID YOU REQUIRE SOMETHING OF ME? [12:47] CD: } --> Yes [12:47] CD: } --> Pancakes [12:47] CD: } --> Actually I was wondering if you were still on duty [12:52] PF: MY SHIFT OF DUTY IS NOT DUE TO START FOR ANOTHER TWO HOURS, UNFORTUNATELY. [12:52] PF: HOWEVER, THERE IS NOTHING PREVENTING FROM PROVIDING A REQUEST FOR A WHOLESOME BREAKFAST ON MY PART. [12:52] CD: } --> Wait [12:52] PF: IF YOU WOULD BE SO KIND SO AS TO PROVIDE DIRECTIONS TO YOUR QUARTERS FOR THE PURPOSE OF A DELIVERY. [12:52] CD: } --> One moment [12:52] CD: } --> I apologize [12:53] CD: } --> I did not realize what time it was [12:53] CD: } --> Oh dear [12:55] PF: IF IT IS ALL THE SAME, I DO NOT FIND MYSELF DETERRED BY THE HOUR, SIR. [12:57] CD: } --> I cannot ask you to sacriice your free time to prepare breakfast for me [12:57] CD: } --> Normally I would have no qualms with such a thing [12:57] CD: } --> However [12:57] CD: } --> I do not deserve these e%tra pancakes [12:59] PF: AS THE CHEF EXPENDING HIS VALUABLE TIME AND RESOURCES, I PROPOSE THAT YOU ARE IN NO POSITION TO PROTEST ONES' WORTHINESS OVER MORNING DELICACIES. [12:59] PF: IS THERE A SPECIFIC MANNER YOU WOULD LIKE YOUR DISH COOKED? [01:01] CD: } --> Why are you so insistent [01:01] CD: } --> And not asleep [01:01] PF: FOR THE SIMPLE REASONING THAT DUTY CALLS, MY GOOD SIR. [01:01] PF: I SHALL ARRIVE POST-HASTE. [01:02] CD: } --> I [01:02] CD: } --> Ok [01:02] CD: } --> Wait [01:03] CD: } --> I have not given you directions to my quarters yet [01:03] PF: IF YOU WOULD PLEASE. [01:04] CD: } --> *And he does. This is so surreal. For the most part he assumes it is a dream brought on by his inebriation* [01:06] PF: *In about 25 minutes, Daelos will hear a stern knock at the door. Outside will stand a tall, professionally dressed man of human Korean descent, holding a large wrapped dish in his arms. It still smells hot and full of buttermilky goodness.* [01:12] CD: } --> *It takes Daelos a little while to answer the door. He has a fairly high tolerance for the stuff he has been smoking but he has been smoking vigorously over a period of many hours. Walking is not e%actly his greatest talent at the best of times either. When he answers the door it is very obvious that he does not remember who this is. Until the  pancake smell hits him. Then he remembers* [01:12] CD: } --> Oh [01:12] CD: } --> Thank [01:12] CD: } --> Come [01:12] CD: } --> Come in [01:12] CD: } --> *Steps aside, mystified* [01:16] PF: *Many troll folk have a number of strange quirks about them and James is in no position to judge any of them. He simply raises the tray to balance it under one palm before tipping the fedora balanced above his head towards the large blueblooded troll.* GOOD EVENING, SIR. [01:16] PF: JAMES EGBERT, PRESENT AND PUNCTUAL. [01:16] PF: IT IS AN HONOR TO BE ALLOWED ENTRYWAY INTO YOUR PLACE OF LIVING. *and takes the tray, only to step smartly right past the door* [01:26] CD: } --> *This fellow is remarkably put together. As soon as he begins, Daelos realizes it was a mistake to let this human into his block. His block is very untidy. There are unfinished projects, bits of scrap metal and towels everywhere. Nyalah's side is worse if possible. Normally he would have his servants clean up after him, but he sent them away as their presence was grating on him.* [01:27] CD: } --> *He at least has the decency to block the view of the pile he has bene lazing around in as he speaks* [01:27] CD: } --> Your determination to complete my order is baffling [01:28] CD: } --> But appreciated [01:28] CD: } --> Feel free to sit if.....yes there is a st001 here [01:31] PF: *Nods sternly. This man is nothing but business.* YOUR HOSPITALITY IS APPRECIATED, MISTER ZAHHAK. [01:31] PF: IF YOU WOULD DIRECT AN AREA TO REST THE TRAY UPON. [01:39] CD: } --> Ah [01:39] CD: } --> Um [01:39] CD: } --> *sweeps some stuff off his desk onto the f100r* [01:39] CD: } --> That will suffice [02:06] PF: *James can't exactly say he approves of just tossing things to the ground. It really looks very messy. He attempts to suppress the urge to offer to pick up after the troll, even after he sets the pancake tray down.* [02:06] PF: IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU REQUIRE OF ME? [02:07] CD: } --> These pancakes [02:07] CD: } --> Smell lovely [02:07] CD: } --> Yet no, I have already taken up [02:07] CD: } --> Time [02:08] CD: } --> *precariously wobbles over to paw at the container* [02:14] PF: THANK YOU. IT IS AN OLD FAMILY BRAND RECIPE. *hands tucked neatly behind himself as he observes Daelos shuffling over. James decides to make a mental note to check on this poor fellow soon. He appears to be a mess in more than one way.* [02:14] PF: ...SHOULD YOU REQUIRE ANY FURTHER ASSISTANCE, FEEL FREE TO FORWARD ANOTHER SUCH MESSAGE IN MY DIRECTION. [02:14] PF: I WOULD BE MOST OBLIGED. [02:17] CD: } --> I cannot imagine why you feel that way [02:17] CD: } --> Literally if [02:18] CD: } --> Someone asked me to make pancakes for them when it was not my job to do so there would be a frightening [02:18] CD: } --> Keruffle [02:18] CD: } --> About it [02:18] CD: } --> *rambles* [02:18] CD: } --> Yet once again [02:18] CD: } --> Appreciated [02:18] CD: } --> And smelling nice [02:18] CD: } --> Nice-smelling [02:21] PF: *simply blinks at this rather well-articulated, rambly fellow. James is beginning to wonder whether he was inebriated in any way. Impossible to tell for the goggles obscuring his eyes.* [02:22] PF: ONCE AGAIN, I MAY ONLY STAND TO THANK YOU. [02:22] PF: IF PERHAPS, I COULD BE GRANTED PERMISSION FOR A RETURNING MESSAGE. [02:28] CD: } --> *Just squints at him,. He doesn't understand what was just said and doesn't want to sound like a completel nincompoop. Thank God for the goggles.* [02:28] CD: } --> Um [02:28] CD: } --> Yes [02:28] CD: } --> *Whatever it was, yes should do the trick.* [02:29] PF: VERY WELL. *appears satisfied with this answer and dips his head, beginning his retreat* THEN I SHALL LEAVE YOU TO ENJOY YOUR MEAL. [02:29] PF: UNTIL NEXT TIME. ADEIU, MISTER ZAHHAK. [02:33] CD: } --> Yes [02:33] CD: } --> *What was his name again* [02:33] CD: } --> Oh [02:33] CD: } --> Goodbye James [02:36] PF: *And he's gone.* [02:36] -- practicalFamiliar [PF] gave up trolling coltishDaedalian [CD] at 02:36 --