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[twocomplex]

[Oh... This is endearing, rather than obnoxious, somehow.]

gud luk! sho me more pics that looks impressive

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[noctiphile]

My dear prince, have you become illiterate? I can hardly understand you.

[noctiphile]

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It looks like an old man's beard!

[twocomplex]

What is it that everyone has against efficiency? The trouble I'll go through for your understanding, Mattias.

You and your continued pictures. It's so odd looking! What does it feel like?

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[noctiphile]

Surprisingly, not like hair. Sort of like being slapped by noodles, actually.

2/2 i lied

[noctiphile]

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Looks like melted cheese, doesn't it? Delicious!

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What it looks like from far away. Less delicious.

[twocomplex]

Those are absolutely disgusting. Do tell me the plants that will be included are nothing so... slimy.

You must be ecstatic. Are there beautiful sights, as well?

[noctiphile]

I'll speak nothing of my ingredients. You'll have to guess.

Yes, the sights are wonderful. But look at this!

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Gorgeous, isn't it? I believe it's a fungus of some sort? Look at that color! Spectacular.

[twocomplex]

I worry about your compliments aimed towards me when this is what you consider beautiful. Perhaps I'd appreciate the color on something smoother...

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[noctiphile]

Like what? A flower? Don't be so cliche!

[noctiphile]

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Reminded me of you.

[twocomplex]

[Is this retribution for all of those 'dix'? He thinks it must be. But even he is laughing.]

You know, I'm not sure what to think of that, but I do hope desperation won't give you any ideas. A trip back would be far more satisfying.

[noctiphile]

[Oh, is this how they're going? Mattias is laughing.]

I don't know. It is significantly larger.

[attached: pic of mattias' entire forearm held up to the shaft of the plant for scale.jpg]

Very tempting.

[twocomplex]

You're so size focused. Or is this masochism? I long to come down there and show you your errors.

Unfortunately, I can only stay here and live through your eyes. So? What else? You've clearly grabbed at plenty.

[noctiphile]

Oh, don't be foolish. I enjoy you just fine. You're quaint.

[Totally smirking.]

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These have quite the personality. I've gathered a bouquet for you to put in your room. Is that table in the corner still bare?

[in the picture, his hands hold the flower, the fingers scratched and bleeding]

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[twocomplex]

[He's laughing and rolling his eyes at the 'quaint' comment, grinning at the energetic little flowers.]

Ah, they remind me of you. I'll clear the table myself if a stray book has found its way atop.

[twocomplex]

[That's when he looks again and notices his hands.]

Wait, what's happened to your hands? I'm willing to forgive the scratches on your arm, but those are bleeding, Mattias. Do something about it.

[noctiphile]

It's just a spot of blood. The plants fight back! But there's no need to worry.

Besides, I didn't bring a medical kit.

[twocomplex]

Fight back? What does that mean, fight back? No need to worry and you've not bothered to consider your own well-being?

Must I force myself down there to guide sense into you?

[noctiphile]

What does it mean? Well, I thought it was fairly obvious but

[attached: downwards shot of Mattias' body covered in spiked vines]

No need to worry, though! I've got it handled! Besides, I think we both know a trip back to the planet might very well kill you this time.

[twocomplex]

[He's not so noble as to actually consider traveling back to that planet, let alone anywhere near it. But goddess--]

And it seems if I leave you there alone you'll wind up dead yourself. You do realize you just said "No need to worry!" after sending me a picture of yourself covered in those spikes, don't you?

[He's going to have to prepare a medkit for when he returns, isn't he?]

At the very least, let me know what's happening.

[noctiphile]

Well, the vines are constricting. Either trying to suffocate me or cut off my limbs. Possibly both. I've an arm free though! And I'm working on a leg. Should be free in a few minutes.

[twocomplex]

[He actually has to smear a hand down his face before replying to this.]

Goddess. And will they just stop there? If there are vines that can attempt to kill you, who knows what else there may be. How will you sleep at ease?

[noctiphile]

[Sent a few minutes later]

With you by my side, preferably.

I'm free from the vines, by the way. Still searching for samples. I'll be sure to avoid the sharp trees.

[twocomplex]

And caressed by bandages. A lovely image.

But I'm glad to hear it. Keep it that way, would you? Perhaps you should deal with the cliche and enjoy some peaceful flowers.