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[rideme]

"You've got the Iron Bull here. I'm listening.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.

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[rideme]

Oh, damn right. Friend of mine took me out there a while back -- Ramir's her name, in case you run into her.

[He snorts.]

You want me to pick the big dumb mercenary act back up again? Just to make you feel better?

[melavasomniar]

I'll keep her name in mind. "Any friend of yours", and all that.

[With a much more exuberant laugh than before:] Never. Despite that, I think I like big smart secretly-a-softie Bull much better.

[rideme]

Hey, and while we're at it -- you should meet the guys in my house. Well, the guy. And the kids.

[Iron Bull the parent. Dear God.]

Aw, come on, you're ruining my image here, boss.

[melavasomniar]

Kids? You live with kids? And you're accusing me of ruining your image?

[rideme]

Hey, just one actual kid! The other two are teenagers.

... okay, three kids, two teenagers.

[melavasomniar]

How did you go from one kid to three?

[rideme]

Okay, so. One of these kids lives with us. The other two live with their uncle, but they're our kid's best friends. Or something. So they end up over at our place all the time.

Basically ours.

[melavasomniar]

"Ours"? That's adorable, Bull. You sound like a proud mom.

I'd love to meet your children.

[rideme]

Oh come on, Boss. Don't -- cut it out.

[melavasomniar]

No, this is too cute.

Do you ever give them piggybacks? I bet it would make them feel so tall.

[rideme]

Oh for fuck's sake...

No. I'm the Iron fucking Bull. I don't do cute shit.

[That's a lie. He totally does. All the time.]

[melavasomniar]

Oh, right. Of course you don't. How could I ever possibly think that?

[Yeah, he's not buying it. Cutie.]

[rideme]

Okay, okay, sheesh, don't fucking spread it around.

[melavasomniar]

Your secret is safe with me, I promise.

[rideme]

Okay. Good.

... but if you need somewhere to crash for a while, boss, we've already got plenty of people coming and going. One more won't hurt.

[melavasomniar]

I'd love to take you up on that invitation, but it might have to wait until I've gotten settled into my place.

Speaking of, which city are you in, Bull?

[rideme]

Oh, right. That's a thing.

Uhh... Nonah. House number 5. You can tell by the number of cats wandering around.

[melavasomniar]

Oh. Well, how about that. You'll never guess how close I am.

[rideme]

... Either number four or three.

[melavasomniar]

Or maybe you will guess. Number three.

[rideme]

Hah! No shit?

Hey, stick your head out the window! See if you can see me!

[melavasomniar]

Oh my gosh, yes. Just a second!

[Skitterskitterskitter]

Where are you? Which way am I looking?

[rideme]

Okay. Okay, look for the house with the broken door out in the yard.

[The one Kaneda was trying to repair the other night. And Bull just up and replaced while the kid was asleep.]

That wasn't my fault, by the way.

[melavasomniar]

If I see horn shaped holes in that door I'm going to know you're lying, you know?

[Jokes though. He believes him. Mostly.]

I see it! I'm waving from the second floor, can you see me?

[Yup.]

[rideme]

Hey! That only happened once. To a Vint.

[And then he stopped headbutting things.]

Uhhh... maybe. What color's your house?

[perfect]