<Mu'Tasim> *Looks in the mirror* "My hair... it's already turned stark white..."
<Zus> "Weren't you born that way?"
[Lie]<Mu'Tasim> "No, it was brown."
[Lie: Success]<Zus> "What'd you do to change it, then?"
<Mu'Tasim> "Getting old?"
<Zus> "You're barely past Adolescence, don't go calling yourself old!"
<Na'Subir> *Sneezes from his place in the Nuocr, whilst his long black hair flows in the wind.*
<Mu'Tasim> "But I 'am' old! Look at me, I do little but sit and advise people. I am but an Acolyte in the Temple Guard and I have already taken up the duties of an elderly Guard Priest!"
<Zus> "Well, you should hang out with me more. I'll get you out of the shrine!"
<Mu'Tasim> "I..." *Looks away from her* "You... wouldn't mind?"
<Zus> "I would love it."
<Mu'Tasim> "Ah." *Smiles warmly at her* "What would I do without you, Zus?"
<Zus> *Grins back* Sit in a stuffy old Shrine getting high off of all the incense."
<Mu'Tasim> "Point, what should be our first destination?"
<Zus> "Anywhere that doesn't serve Kebabs." *Deadpan*
<Mu'Tasim> "Why?"
<Zus> "I haven't had a meal without kebabs since I joined the Vanguard!"
<Mu'Tasim> "Ah! Well, where do you expect to go on the Astartes that does not involve kebabs?"
<Zus> *Thinks for a bit* "Let's raid the storerooms and make our own dinner for two!"
<Mu'Tasim> "But, such actions are against regulations!"
<Zus> "Well, I can adjust the logs so that that food never existed. then no one will know it's against regulations."
<Mu'Tasim> "That is still stealing, Zus." *Is speaking in a more reprimanding tone*
<Zus> "Well... How can we get a Kebab-free meal without stealing then?"
<Mu'Tasim> *Stares at her for a few moments, seemingly unable to think of an alternate method. He sighed, and removed his Temple Guard robe, smiling in a somewhat surrendering fashion.* "Fine, we will loot the stores."
<Zus> "I'm counting this as your suggestion this time." *Grins mischievously.
<Mu'Tasim> "Ah!" *Is caught off-guard with that one* "You are as devious as you are intelligent."
<Zus> "They go hand in hand, really." *grins again, Hugging Mu'Tasim* "And next, we will borrow one of the 2-seater VANDR's."
<Mu'Tasim> *Hugs Zus in return but is shocked again* "Wait, what?"
<Zus> "They won't miss one of the Civilian versions as much as two of the Military versions." *Zus has obviously put some forethought into this*
<Mu'Tasim> "I know, but first we steal off with the Astarte's food, but now their equipment?"
<Zus> "Well, they were going to give us the food eventually anyway, and as pilots, we are allowed to fly the VANDR."
<Mu'Tasim> "I... can reason with that." *He smiles, arching a brow at her* "Did you come up with all this off the top of your head?"
<Zus> "..... Yes." *smiles innocently*
<Mu'Tasim> "Incredible." *Believes her, despite the obvious doubt he felt from her emotions* "You should've asked for leadership of the wing with such a clever mind."
<Zus> "I use my mind for the forces of good, not the forces of killing people, Mu'Tasim."
<Mu'Tasim> *Eyes her slyly* "Yet, theft is not beyond your scope of good."
=Malik Enters=
<Malik> "I do what I feel is right."
<Zus> "Like I explained earlier, we're not stealing it, simply taking our rations early, and taking advantage of our priveleges."
<Malik> "What are you two planning?"
<Mu'Tasim> *Laughs* "Nothing, Rashidan, we're simply going out for the evening."
<Malik> "... Is this one of those priveledges afforded to the top ranking pilots?"
<Zus> "It's only afforded to those with Flawless logic."
<Malik> "There is no such thing."
<Mu'Tasim> "To be honest, I will have to agree with her, she seemed to put forth a solid case."
<Zus> "Malik, you need to be female to understand flawless Logic."
<Mu'Tasim> "I don't even fully comprehend it myself, despite all my wisdom."
<Zus> "And quite the wise one he is." * Looks int Mu's Eyes lovingly*
<Malik> "Ugh. I just remembered that Zus was a girl. Now she's getting all gushy over Mu'Tasim."
<Mu'Tasim> "Indeed, as wise as you are intelligent." *He looks back at her lovingly, ignoring Malik's comment*