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[leonheartedly]

WHO: Thistle and friends
WHERE: Thistle
WHEN: Day 54 post-ritual (and probably into 55 tbh)

[WE SURE DID SOME THISTLEING DIDN'T WE.

So much has happened we barely had time to clean our fridge]

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Day 55

[rugpull]

[KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK]

Heard ya all ate shit lemme in I came t'bully Lupin.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . he isn't opening the door]

Lupin isn't home right now!

[rugpull]

Show me yer tits ya sinner.

[survivaltricks]

[what!!]

[cracking the door open now, peering beyond it to give Biscuit an amused look]

If you want to see them again you gotta pay up. No freebies.

[rugpull]

Ya ate shit. Show 'em.

Pay yer debt. I survived so I ain't gotta give ears.

[survivaltricks]

[HEY. . .]

Is this a thing now? Every every time one of us eats shit we offer up tits or ears?

[opening the door to let him in]

[rugpull]

Yeh.

[In he comes, how you looking]

[survivaltricks]

[same as yesterday!! the burn scar on his temple is still there, but it doesn't look like he has any new ones from the recent ritual. there are totally bags under his eyes tho; he looks exhausted]

You're lucky I'm a man of my word.

[he probably shouldn't strip in public so like. time to go to Lupin's room!1]

[rugpull]

[Going to sit on the edge of Lupin's bed]

What happened?

[survivaltricks]

[Biscuit asks that question while Lupin has his fingers hooked into the bottom of his shirt, ready to pull it off. he pauses, expression hardening]

[. . .]

[evenly]

How much do you know about the ritual set up?

[rugpull]

Nothing I was at home.

[survivaltricks]

It was a vengeance game.

[whoosh, there goes the shirt! tossed aside unceremoniously]

. . . you know who was responsible for running it. Every round that asshole of a demon asked us which flock deserved his or our vengeance.

It was shit.

[rugpull]

Ehhhh what a boring thing....

[survivaltricks]

Boring and stupid.

[he says with no lack of bitterness]

Between that, and the kidnappings, and the golden ram demon, Thistle had enough.

So we told the demon to go fuck themselves.

[flops onto his bed next to Biscuit, now shirtless]

[rugpull]

[The least passionate chest pat

Then uses that hand to grab Lupin by the wrist and guide hand to head. You can have ears]

[survivaltricks]

[the chest pat was expected, but still brings a light flush to his features. he also makes a surprised noise when his hand meets ears, before settling into scratching them idly]

[STRESS RELIEF!1]

[rugpull]

[Purrs and leans on

You better enjoy this clown boy]

[literal_trainwreck]

[barely looking up from his place on a couch]

Not that I care, but he's tired.

[rugpull]

Should I bounce then...?

[literal_trainwreck]

[waves a hand]

I just said I don't care.

[rugpull]

Kay~~~ I'll be gentle.

Re: Day 55

[shortforever]

[Oh shit it's Biscuit.]

Depends on the kind of bullying, he's not feeling so hot right now.

Re: Day 55

[rugpull]

Odin let me bully my friend.

[shortforever]

He might actually cry.

[rugpull]

He can pet me if he cries.