Thread:Seadrus/@comment-9340689-20131227213924/@comment-4060385-20131231184554

Seaderus looks longlingly at the conversation, remembering... something. Atmos looks at Seaderus, slightly worried.

Malim: That cane is GOOD, Oculus. I'll borrow it for 5.43 seconds.

Malim grasps Mr. Oculus's cane, and whaps Seaderus upside the head.

Seaderus: What in the--

Malim hits him again and puts the cane back.

Seaderus: WHAT THE HE--

Malim: Close your eyes.

Seaderus: Wh... What?

Malim takes a wickedly long Syrince and plunges a sedative into Seaderus.

Malim: We don't usually sleep, but he needs it.

Malim directs the comment to no one in particular. Atmos puts his palm on his face, and shakes his head miserably and ashamedly. Malim shrugs and crosses his legs, whistling 'Sail Away.'