Nashka was looking forward to moving to the Offices at the Coast of Peace, hed been security at the Bronto ranch for quite some time. A fresh new office called for a fresh set of furniture and electronic effects, (A security gaurd has to have a TV to distract him from his job you know), so he headed to Borialis to do some shopping. Just as he was about to go into the local trade supermarket, he heard a shout:
Lerkiefodder shouts: GO AWAY YOU FOOLISH TROX!
Spilledblood sighs
Spilledblood: foolish atrox...
Cakeordeath mutters "sick"
He stopped and looked over to see an Atrox (CakeorDeath) aparently confronting a darkly robed Opifex, (SpilledBlood) and what appeared to be another Atrox who seemed to believe Cake was following him as well (Lerkiefodder). A quick check on his PDA revealed that Cake was a member of the Nano Mage Liberation Front, Nashka frowned, as he knew they had been a problem in RUR's past. He ducked away from view as the group exchanged words, and changed himself into his alter Leet-self. Cake was now moving away, so as stealthly as he could he nipped from shadow to feet, resisting the urge as best he could to not nibble at the various sized ankles around him, till he found himself by Cake's delisiously thick juicy ankles. The tempation was to much, although it seemed Cake hadnt noticed his furry presence he was about to risk it all for just a nibble or two!
Nashka nibbles on juicy ankle "Yummm"
Cakeordeath: Dat my ankle?
Nashka nibbles a lil on the other and "Yumms" some more
Cakeordeath looks round
They were very satisfying but Nashka managed to stop his mini feast and darted to the other side when Cake turned his head, but it was possible that his sneaking had failed, he said withought thinking:
Nashka whispers: J00z Why you bother dat Man?
Cakeordeath: Who dat?
It was a long shot but it seemed the Trox hadnt noticed him still, so he came up with a ludicrous idea:
Nashka whispers: Dis youz Concious speakings
Nashka whispers: Its Us!
Cakeordeath: I no have concierge?
Nashka whispers: Err youre subconcious
Nashka whispers: Why we follow dats SpilledBlood man?
Cakeordeath: because he nasty
Nashka whispers: Ooo wats he do?
Cakeordeath: You my subconference, you should know
Nashka whispers: Ooo but we forgets because weez likes cakes and I forgets because I likes cakie too!
Cakeordeath: hmmm cakes
Nashka whispers: See, so we forgets things
Cakeordeath rummages in his back pack and pulls out a donut
Cakeordeath bites into his donut
Nashka Sighs leetily 'What haves I done!'
Nashka whispers: Hmm Donut
Cakeordeath: hmm donut
Nashka whispers: Yummies Oh who dat SpilledBlood man?
Cakeordeath: he bad opifex... he no likes anyone but opifexses
Nashka whispers: Dat not nice He bad, dont give him any cakie no siree!
Nashka whispers: He going to do something nasty to us'es?
Cakeordeath: hmmm no cake for him... no death either... not yet anyways
Cakeordeath: he wants all magez homo to die
Cakeordeath: and solitus
Cakeordeath: He too weak tho
Nashka whispers: Ouchers but how we know dis be true?
Cakeordeath: coz he just said it to Arquane and Gorge
Nashka whispers: Hmm he sound like trouble we better tell da Boss
Cakeordeath: Ya we better tell de boss
Cakeordeath: Me tell Arquane to tell de boss
Nashka whispers: I must go sleep nowz, dat donut make us sleepies
Cakeordeath: Ok subcongere speak to you soon
Nashka whispers: See youz!
Cakeordeath: Bye Bye
With that, he sneaked into the backyard and sat on a barrel thinking what this meant if anything at all, and if maybe this might turn into something interesting? He smiled, even though Cake was NLF, he sure made him giggle!