Last Poster Wins

[The Lady in Gray]

I believe I saw some candycane-esque bulges in the priest's pants and Kaz's towel. I bet they're hiding them!

[Mirrah]

Silly Gray. Those aren't candy canes.

If you don't believe me, you can go take closer looks.

[The Lady in Gray]

I can't, I'm conveniently blinded and restrained when it suits me 

[Kazyth]

*laughs and makes off with the win*  Since you're blinded and restrained and all, you won't need this...

[Bedroom Lazarus]

Ladies.  Lets put the hammers away and surrender the win accordingly.  Also please surrender any constraining garments that might be hindering your chances at a win. 

Really, it speeds you up more when your unencumbered.   

[Kazyth]

*slides back through, encumbered only by his towel... at least until he unencumbers Lazarus of the win and flees*

[The Lady in Gray]

I don't know, I seem to be getting the win quite a lot for a lady so terribly restrained as you say.

[Bedroom Lazarus]

I will brush the win against your lips, letting you kiss it for luck - just as long as you kiss it goodbye as I take off with it.

[Mirrah]

You're effectively blindfolded. It might be a fake win.

[Kazyth]

I'll just take it for safe keeping and have it authenticated, be back later!

[Mirrah]

*Grabs Kaz's ankle.* What if it's a fake?!

[Kazyth]

That's why I'm taking it to be authenticated!

I'd ask you to come along, but with your ankles hobbled like that, you couldn't keep up.  Sorry darlin'!

[Mirrah]

I feel it necessary to authenticate your apology.

[Kazyth]

I'll have my people call your people.  We'll do lunch, discuss the apology.

Later though, for now I have to have this win authenticated!

[Bedroom Lazarus]

I for one make no appologies.  Ever really.

[Mirrah]

Thanks for the heads up on that.

[Kazyth]

I offer apologies of varying sincerity, based on the situation.

Sometimes, of course, I apologize for what I am about to do.  Such as this stealing of the win I am doing now.

Sorry!

[Mirrah]

Don't worry about it.

[Kazyth]

Ok, I won't!  Thanks Mirrah, that makes this much easier!

[Bedroom Lazarus]

He doesn't need to, he isn't the one holding the win after all  I am.

[Backdraft]

You're sorely mistake, Lazarus.

[Mirrah]

Starting to get sleepy. You guys are moving around so quickly.

[Kazyth]

Fortune favors the bold!

[Bedroom Lazarus]

Mirrah.   When a bunch of guys are moving quickly on you.  It's really poor form to get sleepy.

Really.

I will take the win in compensation for my bother.

[Mirrah]

Maybe they should move on you instead, Lazarus. Surely you've more stamina stored up than little ole me.