Hey, Turel!

[Reaver Of Souls Raziel]

Let go of me!!! scream *screams and kicks*  

[Lieutenant Turel]

Awww, do you need a bed time stowwy? *forces into a bed and tucks in tightly*  

[Reaver Of Souls Raziel]

*growls* You're so lucky a can't spit...

*just going to phase through the sheets and get into mischief, no beddy tiems for Razzy* Mwahahaha~  

[Lieutenant Turel]

Do you want me to get your good night cookie and glass of vodka?  

[Reaver Of Souls Raziel]

I'm not going to bed so you can just bugger off, stop treating me like a child!  

[Lieutenant Turel]

Fine. No stories for you. I wonder what your future kids would be like. Wait, never mind...Rosie  

[Rose Razielim]

Did someone say my name?  

[Lieutenant Turel]

Rose Razielim

Did someone say my name?

Yeah. I kinda miss you. I don't think Lily's ever going to get on Gaia again so I need to be paternal to someone. And dote on someone.  

[Rose Razielim]

Thanks, I get plenty of doting from my father

He's still in denial that at two years old I'm a fully mature adult and chasing boys.

No, literally, chasing boys. *is a proper pyramid head*  

[Lieutenant Turel]

Do you use protection, young lady?  

[Rose Razielim]

Define protection.  

[Lieutenant Turel]

Rose Razielim

Define protection.

Well, if it's sex- condoms or birth control.
If it's combat- armor or hide
If it's the internet- brain bleach  

[Reaver Of Souls Raziel]

LALALALALALA I'M NOT HEARING THIS!  

[Rose Razielim]

Relax, Dad, I'm careful

Its the boys you should be worried about - I don't think there's anything that can protect them for me, so to speak.  

[Lieutenant Turel]

Poor Raziel. He's in denial.

Now I wish I had kids to pander to. And teach musical skills.