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[throwsdown]

[but then again - ]

Mmm... I don't know 'bout just a smiley face!

Don't you wanna have a real nice face? It'd look funny if that's all you had!

OH — what if I drawed you on a beard?! Beards are so cool!

[dogbane]

[William doesn't have time to stop and think about what he's done re: those words coming out of Takeshi's mouth before he's instantly distracted by beards. His eyes get slightly larger. He isn't so hardened by isolation and demonic trauma that he's inured to Takeshi's enthusiasm.]

That, [he pronounces with great clarity,] would be bloody brilliant.

[It should be noted that William is and has always been, technically, incapable of growing any kind of a beard.]

[throwsdown]

[Takeshi makes a little face at that.]

Not bloody! That's gross. It'll be a clean beard.

Do — do you have anything else you want on your face? I can make your eyes, um. Cool!

Like dinosaur eyes!!

[dogbane]

No no, [William answers distractedly.] You just add 'bloody' in when you feel strongly about something. It's like 'very,' you know.

[William stop talking (Wililam never stops talking)]

Dinosaur eyes and a beard work just as well. Pointy teeth could be handy too, but if it doesn't look right, I'll take regular.

[throwsdown]

Oh...! Okay.

[Takeshi nods, looking like a waiter taking an order at a diner.]

Kay! No pointy teeth, but dinosaur eyes and a cool beard!! What kinda' colors do you want?

oh no you have a drawing things icon

[dogbane]

I wouldn't mind a green beard, but if it looks stupid, black.

[William's eyes crinkle.]

Can you give me a red face? That's a warrior color, I think. But blue, too. Anything but white-- that's the color for cowards and asssss--hh--asking-for-trouble.

[throwsdown]

Okay! I'll make it red!

[Green and red it kinda' tomato-y, but you know, he likes a good challenge.]

I can have it for you today! I got lots of time!

[Because... you know. Space ship. Oodles of time.]

[dogbane]

Thanks, bruv.

[Why is this exciting. He's met killer robots and aliens with dozens of layers of serrated teeth and acid blood. He's stared into the white room and lived to .. keep it a secret.

But this is awesome??]

I'll be coming 'round you and Heather's room for dinner now and again. Whenever you're ready.

[throwsdown]

[He gives a resolute nod.]

I'll be ready soon! Promise.

I'm on the job!