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[denyamenti]

[ Look who's not cranky today? Someone's enjoying the heat (though less the humidity) like any desert-born. ]

So who do I have to bribe to keep the turtle on this trajectory?

[ The remark is followed by a loud mental burst of DO NOT WANT from Emily-Helen, to which the thief laughs and amends: ]

Just for a few more months.

[ Other turtle parents or anyone the hatchlings feel like talking to may get the sense of an unhappy wail. ]

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[unetrustworthy]

[He was probably going to know it was her in a second. Even with her recent advancement in English skills. She didn't care.]

The heat's bad for the turtles. Something you SHOULD care about.

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[denyamenti]

[ Because he's in a good mood, he'll respond in kind. ]

Aren't they supposed to do the whole swimming continent thing eventually? Unless they're all going to be arctic turtles, they can get used to it now.

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[unetrustworthy]

[Always the gentleman, Bakura.]

And what if they are all going to be arctic turtles?

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[denyamenti]

Best to break them of bad habits early then.

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[unetrustworthy]

By torturing them?

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[peacefullywreathed]

Masochist.

[It's an idle sort of comment, half amused and half resigned and almost wholly absent as he's writing by the console with Marcy's head on his knees. Yes, she's whining. Yes, he's ignoring her.

[He's also actually dressed down to his waist-coat, and the humidity is making his curls spring up like woah.]

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[denyamenti]

Not everything I enjoy is bad for people, waheh-maw. I could do without the mugginess, but I'll take this over the cold.

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[peacefullywreathed]

[Looks up. Yep, still resigned.]

The humidity I am unfortunately quite acquainted with. The heat, less so. It rarely stops raining in Ireland.

[Strong WANT RAIN PLS vibe from Marcy, and yes, it's quite deliberately aimed at anyone who cares to hear it.]

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[denyamenti]

[ Emily-Helen joins in the chorus for rain, which Bakura's not opposed to, so long as it stays toasty. ]

If I discover what bribe is sufficient, I'll let you know.

[raavashing]

[Wan is not pleased by the near-constant whining of the turtles and is rubbing his temples as he responds to the post.]

If you want to send Emily-Helen over my way, I can try to help keep her cool. I've been doing that with Rio'era. She's still pretty cranky, but not as much as the other Great Children have been.

[denyamenti]

I'm not preventing her from going anywhere.

[ Emily-Helen vocalizes that she doesn't want to go alone, what if there are scary people in the city? ]

[raavashing]

I'm going to be at the park were we met. Let her know she can come if she wants. It should be safe there.

[denyamenti]

I will bring her, the heat doesn't bother me.

[ Emily-Helen is surprised at the offer, but is pretty happy that her papa is taking interest in her. ]

[aleran]

Well... the 'electricity' being cut of is something I could do without. [He tries not to let it show how that kind of power is new to him, how 'electricity' is still a word he's testing.]

But I've been stationed in deserts before. It could definitely be worse. Can we actually encourage the turtle to take any specific directions?

[denyamenti]

Less of a problem if you're used to going without it but I suppose it does make many things easier.

The hatchlings take direction from anyone they latch onto, which granted is not their most discerning trait.

[aleran]

[So he's from a world not as advanced as this, like Tavi himself.]

So they follow blindly?

[denyamenti]

Ha. No, I meant that they'll nag anyone for their answers, whether or not they've decided they belong or not. Having them listen is another matter entirely.

[ruinsprofessor]

[Raine's visibly feeling the heat; she's forgone her usual jacket and she looks a little pink around the edges. Sun is not her friend.] I imagine you'd have to bribe Asti himself, but as to what he'd accept...

[She shrugs. Winces a little, glances at something over her shoulder and out of view that's probably a turtle. A few moments later she looks back.] And I rather think you'd have a small chelonian riot on your hands.

The temperature aside, however, there's something I meant to ask you. Do you know of any accessible places below the surface of the shell?

[denyamenti]

[ Bakura by rights should burn like a griddlecake with how pale he is, but apparently something of his native complexion has held over because he doesn't. ]

Accessible or legally accessible?

[ruinsprofessor]

[He is definitely cheating somehow.]

[The fact he's asking her that likely means the answers are different. Of course.] I suppose legal would be too much to hope for.

[denyamenti]

Not at all, seba-rekhet. I can show you all the way to the legally barred entrance.

[jinzhong]

[Jackie's grinning, despite the feedback in his own head from Rio'era complaining about the weather.]

The babies don't like it, but it's just like home for me.

[NO! thinks Rio'era, and Jackie winces a little at the vehemence.]

[denyamenti]

[ He knew he could count on you, Jackie. ]

If we had to have a long winter, I don't see why others are complaining for the reverse.

[jinzhong]

[Missing the winter was a plus. He grins.]

Northerners...can't take the heat, am I right?

[denyamenti]

So true. You'd think a little baking in the sun would firm them up, like an old mud brick.