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".....pirates ninjas and vampires are Terran folktales? Nevermind." He chuckled slightly. "I read strange literature. Don't mind me." He smiled charmingly and quirked a brow. "Firelizards are just as good though. Minus the super powers..... technically only vampires have super powers and pirates and ninjas are just.... cool humans? Whatever." He cut off the small ramble and smiled at her again.

"Mmm, I don't know if they would make such great company. They have rather small brains and don't exactly process much with tiny brains.... They live to breed. And then die. It's a cycle of birth reproduction and death. Especially with bugs. They only live for a few days, you know. I don't think they'd know much about conspiracies, they'd forget soon after hearing and die soon after forgetting!" He gave her an amused grin and rolled his wrists from behind his head. "A gay boy tree, eh? Sounds saucy. I see a cedar over there that might be your type then." He smiled benignly up at the clouds waiting for a reaction from that with a small snicker. "I mean, if I was a gay tree...... whooo."

He swept her a side long glance, difficult to do while she was on his stomach, but shhh, he managed. "Aww, come on. Log isn't that offense..... hmm.... you can be a corpse instead? Eww, dead thing.... laying on me..... gross." He chuckled slightly. "You know, Savergies is a great name passed on by my father." He huffed a bit. "Savvy is...... feminine..... It's like Sadie..... ick. Am I really that feminine to you?" he asked dryly. "Savvy makes more sense than Buttercup. I'mstupid though, it's okay." He giggled. "Aw damn I sound female. Oh well. Girls are better than boys, right?"

"Oh baby, you know it!" He saucily winked and chuckled at the hand gesture. "That ticklessssss. I know you want my bod but you can't be touching up my goodies, woman!" He rolled his eyes at her sarcasm and grinned anyways. "Look, a fat roll. That's why you like laying on the stomach. It's fatty. I'm like.... a fat runnerbeast? Sure, why not."

"No? I was jokingly saying your face..... in reality it looks like someone who ate a sour yellow fruit..... Or does your face really look like that and you're wearing a fantastically realistic mask?" He gave her a suspiciously look and poked her cheek lightly. "Hmm..... I think it's a mask."

[Silver]

"Oh..." She murmured, pausing a moment in thought, searching her memory for anything she'd heard of things like that in the past. Sadly, she hadn't had access to literature much when she was younger... but the stories sounded truly intriguing. She'd have to search for them some time... they might have things like that in the Weyr records somewhere, she supposed, though possibly not... such information wouldn't be very useful to a Weyr. So wherever would she come across it? "Huh... I want to be a Ninja." She determined, nodding her head slightly. She didn't know the difference between the two, even remotely, but Ninja sounded better than Pirate in her mind, so that was the one that she wanted to be.

"So then, you're suggesting I look like a boy?" She asked, disregarding his rant about bugs and birds... birds and bees... haha. Whatever. Irrelevant and unimportant, she decided to focus solely on what could be interpreted as an insult. Why? Because she could. And she wanted to hear an explanation for that. "Nice to know I'd be your type, if you were a tree, and gay." She commented, smiling slightly in amusement and uttering a soft chuckle.

"Yes. Dead body. On your stomach. I'm going to start leaking worms and bugs all over you. If you really were a gay tree, you'd be able to hear them, with their tiny little brains, muttering to you, and then you'd understand why I'm insane." She informed him, tapping his chest slightly. "And you're just digging yourself a hole, sir. You're lucky I only consider myself a girl out of technicality, or else I might be severely insulted." She chuckled slightly again. Her head had almost stopped hurting, but even the movement of her own body when she laughed caused a jolt of pain to shiver through her mind. "Galiana was a perfectly lovely name, and you went and changed it to Buttercup. I am now.. a flower? Something you eat?" She had no idea what a Buttercup was, because Silver isn't exactly sure.

"Fat?!" She exclaimed, lifting her head decisively (though it hurt like hell) to narrow her eyes at him, poking at his stomach. "You mean the invisible fat? Or the nonexistent fat? Maybe your stomach would actually be comfortable if you had any fat, you fatless... not fat... person." She grumbled. And her head was throbbing from holding it up, so she lay it down again.

She wrinkled her nose slightly when he poked at her face and snapped her teeth shut, indicating she would bite his fingers if he wasn't careful. "Yes, it is a mask. I hide my hideous true form with it. And if you see me as I really am, I will have to kill you."

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(.......died.)

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((OKAY NEW INSPIRATION! ...mebbe.))

Savergies grinned wryly. "Don't even worry about it, I'm a strange person and you will adjust. Maybe. Hopefully? Sure, why not. At any rate, great friends due to our awesomeness! Strange weird cool people have tendacies to gravitate towards each other, have you noticed that? ...I am rambling." He shook his head slightly and quirked a brow at her decisiveness to be a ninja. "Pirates are so awesome though! Pillaging and plundering.... sailing the high seas..... getting scurvy..... Maybe not the scurvy part.... disease isn't fun. I don't even like having a common cold for a week or two." He shuddered slightly. "Vampires are the best, they don't get diseases since they're undead and immortal! Let's be vampires, 'kay?" He offered a silly grin to his companion and ruffled his dark hair slowly.

"What? I never said that! You're very womanly! Er, wait, that came out wrong--" He back-tracked more, and became flustered again, the red creeping into his cheeks with a vengence. "YOU brought up the being a handsome male tree, I was just going along with ittttt. You'd be a female tree, I promise!" His face rathered resembled this smilie: D: He hated offending anyone. Especially someone as nice as Gale. Though her last comment made him feel stupid. Of COURSE she'd been kidding, why was he so paranoid today? He chuckled as well, albeit a bit more nervously than her. "Well.... naturally you'd be my type if we were gay trees. I mean, the minority of gay trees must be pretty extreme..... slender pickings."

He made a face at the mention of dead things and maggots and gross slimy decaying stuff..... "Ew. Seriously...... ew. I'm sorry, I do not like decaying things touching me, you'll have to move now." He chuckled slightly. "Then again, your poor dead body is injured, you're better off staying put. And I'd rather not be a gay tree with maggots in me...... nasty stuff. It means I'm a rotting gay tree, I'm corrupted, no one loves meeeeeeeee, how sad." He paused. "And apparently I am a rotted tree..... dead, at least. As I'm digging my grave. I swear to Faranth you are female and I am not slighting your gender in ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM." Again with the D: face. "And yes, Buttercup like a flower. I do believe we're laying about 3 feet away from some." He pointed to a group of small yellow flowers with a grin.

"How do YOU know I'm not fat? You haven't seen me with my shirt off! Maybe you can't feel it, but I DO..... in hangs off of me in a fatty sheet, protecting my innards from the coldddd. And you might not want to move your head," he tacked on as an after thought, as she lay it back down anyways. "Not comfortable, eh? Should I down more fatty foods for your pillow pleasure?" he asked, the tone ringing with sarcasm.

He pulled his hand back at the snapping gesture, though an amused look remained on his face. "Oh, but what if I wish to see your hideous true self? What's the point of wearing a mask around your friends? Friends are they to support you for who you really are, not some mask..... C'mon, lemme seeeeeee." He offered a wry grin and playfully poked her cheek again, watching out for her teeth though. He wasn't sure if she -actually- bit.

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((OMG I FINALLY REPLIED AREN'T YOU PROUD?!))

[Silver]

"Vampire, huh?' She asked, musing the word and feeling a strange twang of familiarity in the back of her mind for some reason. Yes, it was a twang. As if there was a coiled wire sticking out of the inside of her skull and something had come and flicked it and it had made a 'twang' sound. For some reason, she felt the compulsion to glance towards Arias, and she found the little Sunshine staring at her in a rather unnerving way.... "Being Immortal would be nice..." She mused, and decided to speak aloud rather than losing herself to her thoughts again. "As long as we were both Immortal, since you're amusing and I want to be able to storm up to you a hundred turns from now and demand you entertain me... though if I was immortal, that would mean that Wreath would be Immortal, and she very well may try to rule the world..."

All in due time...

She blinked slightly when he got so flustered and panicked for her comment, and at that point, she couldn't help but laugh, patting his chest lightly with her hand in a reassuring way when he babbled and looked at her with that face... A very amusing face, to be sure. "If I was a gay tree, and still female as you suggest I would be, then there's no possible way that I could be your type if you were gay also, being that you are male. Unless you're suggesting you're not male." She added, tilting her head at him slightly and raising her eyebrows. She would have risen just one if she could, but she couldn't, so up both of them went. It had the same affect. Actually, it had a better one, one that was more innocent looking and less suggestive of saucy. All for the good of the cause... whatever that might be.

But she patted his chest again, urging him with that movement not to think too deeply on the subject, and she laughed again when he seemed to squirm at the thought of bugs and dead things, wiggling her fingers across his chest so that her hand looked like some odd dilapidated and deformed giant spider. "Aww, don't be sad... I love you, though you, being gay, wouldn't care about that." She added, wrinkling her nose at him slightly. "You stopped making sense a while ago dear. And yay, I'm like a dragon!" She exclaimed when she turned to look in the direction that he had indicated, her imagination taking flight, literally, and giving her a mental image of one of those little flowers turning itself into a funny looking little firelizard-like thing...

"Well you must be very good at sucking it in." She commented, moving her hand a bit to pat where her head had been before setting her head back down again, making a slight face at his mention of a sheet of fat... again, enter mental image, and she suddenly saw, in her mind's eye, all of his skin hanging off him in sort of strange flabby bunches... he'd said fat, not skin, but that's what it made her think of. Reminded her of an old and very saggy old person, and she didn't like it. "Ick. I hope you don't have fat sheets." She mumbled, shifting her head slightly and moving it to a more comfortable position, nuzzling slightly as if trying to burrow into his stomach.

"You can't see it now!" She whined, playfully swatting at his hand, though she lost the will to continue with that and let it flop back onto his chest. "The moons have to be full, and one of them has to be glowing blue, and I have to look at their reflection in the lake while standing on my head and balancing Asheya and Xanthe on my feet, and that's just a hassle." She informed him, emphasizing the fact with a dramatic sigh. "Besides, what's wrong with this face?" She added, pouting slightly.

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He gave her an affable grin. "Alrighty. We become vampires, and 100 turns from now I give you permission to storm me with demands of entertainment. Just think how amazing my jokes will be after 100 turns! I'd know 'em all. It'd be great." Savergies laughed lightly. "Ah, that might be bad. Heh. You sure you'd want to know me 100 turns from now?" He gave her an amused look, which turned into a belly laugh at the mention of Wreath attempting to take over the world should she gain immortality. "That wouldn't be -so- bad." He gave Gale a shifty grin. "So long as I get to help and not be one of your brainwashed slaves. We vampires stick together, eh?"

"Oh, oh, insulting MY gender, are we now?" He stuck out his tongue. "....I think I just got confused though. So, you're now a lesbian tree and so am I? Huh. Well this makes a lot of sense. So, I went from heterosexual human being to maybe heterosexual tree to gay tree to lesbian tree? .... I don't want to know how on Pern I made those changes. It sounds uncomfortable." He paused and watched her attempt to raise a brow before she settled for raising both for an innocent look. "Bah, don't you feign innocence missy. I know you're thoughts are devious. And most likely dirty-minded. You're a bad influence on an innocent soul such as myself." He raised one brow. Saucily.

He grumbled at the placating gesture. "I'm not a small child," his voice whined, the petulant tone contradicting said statement. He grinned ruefully at this. "Ah, I most certainly am a contradiction. I'm not sad about being hated, you don't have to lie about loving me, it's a well-known fact that I'm unloved and will remain that way even when I'm an ancient vampire that's survived thousands of Turns." He hid a laugh, his lips attempting to quirk into a smile. "And I hardly make sense. Well, maybe sometimes. Apparently you bring out the incoherency in me." He glanced at the buttercups critically, then back to Gale. "Hmm.... golden-yellow suits you. I don't know exactly what this has to do with dragons. Wreath probably has that shade on her somewhere, I'll bet. Look, even Wreath promotes your Buttercup-ness." He chuckled. "That's rather ironic considering it was a random flora name I threw out there."

"......ehehehehe good at sucking." He giggled like the small child we all know he is. "Hmm, I suppose I do have an excellent talent for hiding my fat flabs away.... Actually, I detached my main paunch and left it in the candidate barracks today. This is my little paunch. His name is Paco. He wants to eat your face, make sure that shirt stays on so my fat doesn't consume you. Not that consuming you would add to my fattiness. It's like absorbing sweetner in klah. It just kind of.... disappears. OH MY FARANTH. My fat is TOTALLY where dragons between to, it has THAT much space. Now I'm really not making any sense. Actually, it makes perfect sense. I've decided..... the fat is invisible to everyone but me, and only I can feel it. And dragons between into it, of course." He chuckled as Gale nuzzled into his stomach, wriggling and giggling. "Ahaha, you tickle the fat," he complained with a smile.

He gave her the sad canine pup eyes when she whined and slapped his hand away. "Awwwwwwwwww how sad! See, this proves you don't love me even more." He stuck his tongue out at her and crossed his arms awkwardly high on his chest due to Gale's FACE being in the way of his usual arm crossing pattern. "Jeesh Gale you're head is in the way of my arm crossing, laaaame. And that doesn't sound so difficult," he added. "Moons are full tonight and perhaps one WILL be blue....." He stroked his chin, pondering. "Any alternatives to the ritual of removing the mask?" He giggled slightly and replied, "Aw, nothing's wrong with your face, just..... it's YOUR face." He stuck out his tongue again and gently ruffled her long hair playfully.