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[secondbornsun]

WHO: daffo
WHERE: daffo
WHEN: we're home now

[ so after operation rescue biscuit turned into operation pudding enrichment the gang(TM) is making it home... biscuit got ahead of them, possibly/probably is in the clinic getting patched up by cinnamon. muffin and tart come by later, hauling pudding's ass home. possibly teleute is here too but don't worry about it. anyway it's our tearful reunion now ]

Comments

[thefinalcontract]

I'm sure that can be arranged. I'll help look after things while you and Biscuit sleep as much as you need to.

[There's two kinds of meat in it! And not that many vegetables. Enough to give it some flavor.]

The lighthouse? [His gaze flickers from the soup to Tart and then back to the soup before giving a slight shake of the head.] It was uneventful.

[secondbornsun]

[ . . .

blows on the soup to make sure it isn't too hot before he takes a spoonful of meat. he's always cubby behavior ]

Yeah? Shame.

[thefinalcontract]

Mmm... [He allows some silence to pass for a bit.] Did you manage to learn anything during your rescue mission?

[secondbornsun]

. . . They wanna know what we're doin', 'terms of demon summonin' an' whatnot. They wanna fuck with shepherds, maybe?

[thefinalcontract]

[He hums at this.]

I assume you and the others put a stop to it though? Nothing will come after Biscuit or the others again?

[secondbornsun]

Guy that took Biscuit was just a mook—and we ain't got much valuable information outta his mouth. But we did get a few things outta it, so it ain't a total loss.

[thefinalcontract]

Oh...? What did you learn?

[secondbornsun]

[ flaps hand ]

We'll talk more later, 'm beat.

[thefinalcontract]

Mmm... Eat your soup, Tart.

[Every veggie.]

[secondbornsun]

[ he will eat all the meat

and then some of the broth




and then leave the bowl on the counter , ]

[thefinalcontract]

[You're on notice Tart. Veggie notice.]

[secondbornsun]

[ CAN'T B TAMED!!!!!!!!1!+!+! ]