Small, Beautiful Events

The Doctor says it's all rather complicated but ~~he's~~ they're a trustworthy bunch and generally friendly.

The kitten is smart, hushpuppies can be tasty, and evil!Five is on his way to get an umbrella. He gives her a look of concerned consternation.

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She thinks they're all a completely mad bunch, but hasn't found a reason yet to distrust them.

The kitten is, they were (weird craving? no idea. wanted hushpuppies?), awwwwwwww. *pets Evil!Five* Yeah, I bap her and tell her to at least put cream on before tending to Ace.

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He smiles sheepishly and says they are a bit, but there's usually a method to the madness.

(We all have weird cravings? I think I want them now.) Evil!Five gives you an irritated look and reminds you that he is most certainly not cute at all ~~unless it's useful~~. *shakes head* Honestly. He might well drown her in it when he gets her back.

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She's still waiting to make sure of that....

(LOL. *is evil hushpuppy enabler?*) *pats him on the head, offers him the vampire as a pet?* *snorts* She wants to know if he'll resucitate her afterwards?

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He hopes they manage to prove it to her without putting her through anything particularly traumatising. Not that...they would.

(*pouts at you as has none, so settles for potato chips*) He's scowl but got distracted by the offer. "Brilliant, and attack dog. ...Hmm, he's pretty." *nods* He crosses his hearts.

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She points out she's been transported to the moon, attacked by a witch and kidnapped and she's only known him a couple of days and wonders just how he defines traumatising? Not that she is, but. You know.

(Bah. I stopped at Long John Silver's on way back from doctor? As they and fries are all I can eat there pretty much....lol) He is pretty, if sort of useless, yes. *nods* But pretty.

*smacks Melissa* She doesn't seem to mind then?

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He admits that those are fairly normal days, really, and warns against becoming possesed.

Evil!Five thinks he can whip him into shape.

Then he glares at you for smacking his companion. ;p

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She facepalms. A lot.

HEE! He probably could, if anyone could. Methos pouts about him being taken away, but apparently Fred said no vampires in the house who don't have souls.

*sticks tongue out at him*

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He shrugs, sheepishly, and says more seriously that he really will do his best to keep her safe.

*snickers* Good on Fred for putting her foot down! Evil!Five says he can visit if he wants.

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She does believe that last part. *nods*

Methos bounced. *now I facepalm a lot*

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He's very glad of that, and thinks she must make a marvelous travelling companion. He also says that is slapping is strictly neccesary - *whap*

*does not giggle at all, really* Evil!Five is beaming. Rather wickedly.

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Awwww... She beamed. And is confused by the slapping? *g*

*purrs, err, I mean, um, glares at the beaming and whaps Methos?*

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He beams right back. He likes making lovely people beam. Well, if I'm being a git - not that I usually am, mind, but I can be - *is whapped*

Evil!Five looks at you innocently. Then looks at Methos again, less innocently.

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He still can get her all flustered. Ahhh...*whaps gently*

*doesn't buy the innocence*

Methos: *amused smirk, thinks he's cute with the wanting to be all evil and stuff*

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He flushes a bit and runs a hand through his hair. ~~He's pouting again.~~

Evil!Five: *smirks right back, enjoys being underestimated*

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Which makes her all awkward and uncomfortable. *snuggles?

Methos: *amused* You still run around trying to make the worlds better. You may be resigned to innocents dying, but you don't enjoy it. You aren't out for yourself; you don't kill needlessly; you don't run around making women your slaves forcing them to do unspeakable things solely for your pleasure. You don't get to qualify as evil.

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He thrusts his hands in his pockets and looks about. ~~He's smiling now.~~

Evil!Five: It's others who keep calling me that. I'd prefer 'amniguous' or 'ruthless', perhaps, if I must have a label. What of you, then, do you qualify as 'evil' by your standards?

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*has more appropriate icons on this one*

Awww. She's all scuffing her toes on the dirt. ~~*wins*~~

Methos: *cryptic smile* Labels really are so limiting. They keep telling me I'm reformed.

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XD I love that list so much.

...Awww. Five stares at the ground a bit before looking up and cheerfully enquiring about where she's headed next.

Evil!Five: I've always said so. *lips quirk* Do they now?

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It really is the best.

She shrugs, doesn't know. Maybe home, 'cause he just said one trip and it's already been two? But she figures he might need her and she might have to convince him of that.

Methos: *grins* It gives them comfort at night to believe it.

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The Doctor thinks he certainly does and says to be stubborn if he tries to tell her otherwise.

Evil!Five: *smile widens* Well, it's kind of you to grant them such.

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She says she's quite good at that.

Methos: I thought so...

((......tell me to stop listening to Rent while walking and having the Doctor (either of them) and Aislinn in my head doing "Light My Candle". "I should tell you" is cute, but. Err...that's just...too adorable))

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He says he's quite glad, his friends tend to be.

Evil!Five: What might you have been doing, then, while they slept?

((Stop right now, young lady!))

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