Why not to go AFK

Why not to go AFK, or, I SEE WHAT U DID THAR, Red Dragon Inn circa 1996.

Emma FR0ST:    ::strides over to Sol, smacking him across the side of
Emma FR0ST:    his face with the back of her hand:: Insolent LOUT!
OnlineHost:    Emma FR0ST rolled 2 20-sided dice:  14 9
SolarDruid:    ::remains perfectly INSOLENT in the face of her bitching, smiling to himself as he ->
SolarDruid:    slides aside::
Emma FR0ST:    ::shrugs and just sneers at him::
SolarDruid:    You done yet?
Emma FR0ST:    Son of a – a. . . well. ::just snarls:: I’m NEVER done.
Emma FR0ST:    And I NEVER will be.

AlysiaSkye:    ::noticing Donovan’s beeing conspicuosly quiet::
Emma FR0ST:    ::also notices Sol’s absence of vocal response, and
Emma FR0ST:    quietly empties her full glass of ichor down his
Emma FR0ST:    trousers::
Emma FR0ST:    ::pours some more ichor into her glass::
AlysiaSkye:    ::kind of figures Don is otherwise occupied…pours her bloodspiced
AlysiaSkye:    ichor down his back::
Emma FR0ST:    Hehhh….
Emma FR0ST:    ::straddles Sol’s lap and does all manner of untoward things to him::
AlysiaSkye:    ::looks away from Donovan and Emma, mortified::
Emma FR0ST:    ::chortles at Alys:: He’ll never know, what are you worried about?
Emma FR0ST:    ::continues doing unspeakable and untoward things to Sol::
Emma FR0ST:    ::yawns, starting to grow rather bored with her inactive toy::
Emma FR0ST:    Blah, blah, blah. ::wriggles out of the apparently unconscious Sol’s lap::
Emma FR0ST:    Must be a married man, or something.
Emma FR0ST:    Hmmm. . .. ::holds Sol’s nose closed and shoves his mouth shut::
AlysiaSkye:    Poor guy…. ::remarking, glancing down to Emma::
AlysiaSkye:    You’re really going to embarass him.
Emma FR0ST:    Yeah. . .I’ll show him to ignore me. . .::trying to suffocate him::
Emma FR0ST:    ::releases her grasp on his nose and mouth, then
Emma FR0ST:    slides a platinum ring into his earlobe::
SolarDruid:    BAK
Emma FR0ST:    ::does untoward things to Sol again, just because he’s so unresponsive::
SolarDruid:    ::grins darkly at Emma::
Emma FR0ST:    ::cringes and slinks away::
AlysiaSkye:    I guess he didn’t suffocaate after all, Emma…
Emma FR0ST:    Guess not.
SolarDruid:    ::pulls the platinum ring from his earlobe, grimacing::
Emma FR0ST:    ::rather arrogant smile::
SolarDruid:    ::burns whatever atrocities were done to his body into nothingness, a look of irritation
SolarDruid:    dancing across his face::
Emma FR0ST:    ::thumbs her nose at Sol:: You really are an anal retentive lout, aren’t you?