01-24-2016, 12:33 AM
Here's a sneak peek:
Rhaomi: Oh rika, I’ve got a yippie with me on a combat mission!
Yellow: A “yippie?”
Rhaomi: Sound familiar? We borrowed it from English. It’s those sappy, bleeding hearts who whine and whine about animal rights and how everybody should just be friends, yip yip yip yip yip!
Yellow: So… to talk about people who want peaceful coexistence, you have to borrow a human word. And you choose a derogatory one.
Rhaomi: We do peaceful coexistence just fine.
Yellow: Oh yeah?
Rhaomi: Yeah! There haven’t been any wars on Avalon for a thousand years!
Yellow: So it’s the rest of the universe you don’t get along with.
Rhaomi: And why should we? It’s filled with monsters. Can you blame us for keeping to ourselves after first contact?
Yellow: Hmm… Can I blame you for failing to conquer thousand-year-old fears? Yes.
Rhaomi: Ah, what do you know, you’re one of those love and peace, trust everybody kinds who inevitably gets slaughtered without people like me to protect them.
Yellow: Ha! Ha ha, even! I laugh at the idea of you protecting me! First of all because you’re you, why would you stick up for me, and second because I’m a black belt and could probably kick your fluffy little butt!
Rhaomi: I’d like to see you try!
Yellow: Yeah? Wanna go?
Rhaomi: “Go?” Oh, right, a euphemism. Are you implying I’d soil myself?
Yellow: No, “go” as in “go at it!” You know, fight!
Rhaomi: Bring it on!
Yellow: Yeah?
Rhaomi: Yeah!
Yellow: Yeah?
Rhaomi: Yeah!
Both: ...
Yellow: Well, too bad. We’re literally worlds apart.
Rhaomi: …and it would be stupid to fight my only companion, no matter how obnoxious…
Yellow: …And my sensei would be furious if I started a fight over nothing.
Rhaomi: Truce?
Yellow: Truce.
Rhaomi: Good.
Yellow (whispering): I could totally kick his butt, though.
Rhaomi: I heard that!
Rhaomi: Oh rika, I’ve got a yippie with me on a combat mission!
Yellow: A “yippie?”
Rhaomi: Sound familiar? We borrowed it from English. It’s those sappy, bleeding hearts who whine and whine about animal rights and how everybody should just be friends, yip yip yip yip yip!
Yellow: So… to talk about people who want peaceful coexistence, you have to borrow a human word. And you choose a derogatory one.
Rhaomi: We do peaceful coexistence just fine.
Yellow: Oh yeah?
Rhaomi: Yeah! There haven’t been any wars on Avalon for a thousand years!
Yellow: So it’s the rest of the universe you don’t get along with.
Rhaomi: And why should we? It’s filled with monsters. Can you blame us for keeping to ourselves after first contact?
Yellow: Hmm… Can I blame you for failing to conquer thousand-year-old fears? Yes.
Rhaomi: Ah, what do you know, you’re one of those love and peace, trust everybody kinds who inevitably gets slaughtered without people like me to protect them.
Yellow: Ha! Ha ha, even! I laugh at the idea of you protecting me! First of all because you’re you, why would you stick up for me, and second because I’m a black belt and could probably kick your fluffy little butt!
Rhaomi: I’d like to see you try!
Yellow: Yeah? Wanna go?
Rhaomi: “Go?” Oh, right, a euphemism. Are you implying I’d soil myself?
Yellow: No, “go” as in “go at it!” You know, fight!
Rhaomi: Bring it on!
Yellow: Yeah?
Rhaomi: Yeah!
Yellow: Yeah?
Rhaomi: Yeah!
Both: ...
Yellow: Well, too bad. We’re literally worlds apart.
Rhaomi: …and it would be stupid to fight my only companion, no matter how obnoxious…
Yellow: …And my sensei would be furious if I started a fight over nothing.
Rhaomi: Truce?
Yellow: Truce.
Rhaomi: Good.
Yellow (whispering): I could totally kick his butt, though.
Rhaomi: I heard that!