You wake up next to them.

[Gavin XIII]

But they're... fine...

*grumbles and goes back to medsealing his chest*

 

[Slot 14]

*looks down at the blankets*

 

[Gavin XIII]

Y'know, if you could work some space-magic on me and make this go away, that'd be great.

*points to a deep cut into his lung*

It's itchy.

 

[Slot 14]

*nervously scoots closer and begins healing him*

 

[Gavin XIII]

*cringes as he feels the cut closing*

Errr... Thanks...

 

[Slot 14]

You're welcome... *goes back to where she'd been before*

 

[Gavin XIII]

Are you scared of me, or do you just not like that I shoot things for a living?

 

[Slot 14]

*shrugs shyly*

 

[Gavin XIII]

Suit yourself.

*opens a bag of sour candy and starts munching*

 

[Noamd]

Leave before I end your life.

 

[Slot 14]

*looks genuinely frightened* O-okay! *quickly moves for the door*

 

[Gavin XIII]

*makes rude gesture and points out the door with the hand that's not filled with candy*

Get out, fishy.

*looks at Leyan and continues eating*

That's about as close to "peaceful discussion" as I get.

 

[Noamd]

Why?

This is MY ship!

 

[Gavin XIII]

How can you not see with eyes that big?! This is my hotel room!

 

[Slot 14]

Please don't fight... *murmurs quietly in the background*

 

[Gavin XIII]

I'm not fighting... I'm eating candy... Mr. Sashimi, here, is fighting.

 

[Noamd]

I've RP'd in swtor enough to know where this is going.

 

[Gavin XIII]

I have no idea what you're referring to...

*munches more candy*

 

[Slice Spiralflame]

*Jumps out the window*

 

[Gavin XIII]

Have fun with that...