[Mmm, surely invited implies a lot of things. Namely, that he respects anything about anyone, and that he gives a shit. He stands by the couch for a minute or two, tapping his finger on his chin while he decides how he's gonna do this. When he finally seems satisfied, he wanders past the living room into the kitchen, rummages around for a moment, and comes back with a regular metal spoon.
Sliding between the couch and the coffee table, he squats near Drake's face, turns the utensil so he's holding the rounded part, and just slides the handle into one of Drake's nostrils.
Wakey wakey who're you, this was a non-invasive way to do this. Totally.]
[ Well. Taako succeeds in waking Drake up, that's for sure. He reels back, swatting the spoon from his nose and staring wide-eyed at the elf. It takes another moment before he realizes where he is, being woken so suddenly, and til it registers who Taako is. ]
Geez, man. [ He scrubs his hand over his face. ] Good morning?
[Oh. Oops. Can't make this seem like he was wrong, obviously.]
Nnnnope. Frankly you should be really glad you got me. Someone else might've just opened the death door and you coulda met the sweet lizard thing Magnus continues to pretend is a dog.
[It's a varren. And it's not as domesticated as Magnus continues to pretend she is.]
So what, did she burn your house down or something?
A death door and lizard things, huh? Guess I'll take the Taako alarm clock over that.
[ At the next question Drake hesitates, not sure if the elf will be an asshole about the truth or not. It's probably a safe bet that he will be. No matter how delicately Drake puts it, so he just spits it out. ]
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action, im so sorry
Sliding between the couch and the coffee table, he squats near Drake's face, turns the utensil so he's holding the rounded part, and just slides the handle into one of Drake's nostrils.
Wakey wakey who're you, this was a non-invasive way to do this. Totally.]
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Geez, man. [ He scrubs his hand over his face. ] Good morning?
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Uh yeah, wakey wakey, what're you doing in my house?
[Not that it's entirely his house. Like six other people live here or something, you think he'd be used to it by now.]
Did you just wander in here?
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No. Your sister said I could crash here. She didn't tell any of you?
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Nnnnope. Frankly you should be really glad you got me. Someone else might've just opened the death door and you coulda met the sweet lizard thing Magnus continues to pretend is a dog.
[It's a varren. And it's not as domesticated as Magnus continues to pretend she is.]
So what, did she burn your house down or something?
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[ At the next question Drake hesitates, not sure if the elf will be an asshole about the truth or not. It's probably a safe bet that he will be. No matter how delicately Drake puts it, so he just spits it out. ]
No. I got dumped.
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[He's not... much for sympathy, but he does pout his lips a little and give Drake a little pat on the head.]
Awww, no wonder she let you over. She's a fuckin' sap. Don't worry, we don't do true love here, only food and memes.