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[mywife]

Who: ZRAEL and u
Where: zrael dorm
When: Day 115, nightish to Day 116, whenever, whatever is most easy for us all in weird timelock zones.

[We won a game, huzzah! Night 115 is when Pharaoh is coming back to the unit with a pink sensitiv sweater wrapped around his waist because his clothes went missing.

But day 116, he's got clothes again, hooray. HOW ARE YOU ALL?]

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[asteionknight]

[ when he hears the doors open and sees pharaoh come in he turns to greet him, but

when he sees that hes naked he


blushes and turns away very quickly!!! ]

[mywife]

We have brought victory once more. What is it?

[rollplayinghouse]

[Maki was in and out occasionally through the afternoon and evening of 115, including one point when X rings the doorbell incessantly until she lets him in, but she never lingers in the common area and shuts the door of her room.

In the morning she finally comes out though! It's fairly early in the morning when she sits down at the table with one of her leftover muffins. From the look of her, she may or may not have actually slept.]

[asteionknight]

Put on clothes!!

[mywife]

[Wakes up at sunrise all the time so he's probably already awake.]

It is morning of a new day. How do you fare?

[mywife]

I have this cloth wrapped around my waist is that not enough? Are you sensitive as well?

...

I suppose it is reasonable. After all, the body of a sun god illuminates so brightly that it is hard to look upon its full form.

[rollplayinghouse]

[glances at him briefly, evaluating]

...I could be worse, I guess.

[asteionknight]

It's indecent!

[mywife]

Do I need to destroy anyone for you?

[mywife]

Hmph, I could have done more indecent things.

[But FINE I GUESS HE CAN GO FIND PANTS OR SMTH.]

[rollplayinghouse]

...I'm going to destroy her myself. I'm just deciding the best way.

[mywife]

Fair enough.

[rollplayinghouse]

[...]

Thank you, though.

And if you have any suggestions, I'll listen. Just killing her isn't an option, given the way things worked out after my live.

[mywife]

And in the end, nothing is permanent. You could cut off fingers, but she could simply buy new ones. You could drown her, but she'd simply come back. I suppose you could repeat it as some sort of torture, but I doubt a member of pep!pep would volunteer without hefty payment. Same for members of sensitiv.

I suppose there is using nightmare visions as a mental scar, but I would find that unsatisfying. I would rather fight them.

[avestan]

[coming back pretty late at night

with scratches and bruising around his neck

it's fine don't worry about it]

[rollplayinghouse]

...

I guess I could fight her.

[said as if this is just occurring to her]

[mywife]

Does she seem like she can fight?

[rollplayinghouse]

[...]

She punched me a few times, so she can at least try.

[stakesthesame]

[ this one also doesn't come back until nighttime probably, yeah.

just gonna grab an apple or something and flop on a beanbag. ]

[resonantblue]

[knocks on the door, a box of vaguely bear-shaped marshmallows filled with jam in hand, as well as a personal assistant Jyanta at her side]

[artisticliberty]

[on day 116, ozy will receive a text:]

Fox: Do you have time to spare?
Fox: I have purchased a large canvas for painting.

[mywife]

[He's not gonna worry about it.]

[mywife]

[There's a very nice fruit basket of red things today for some reason.]

[mywife]

[Opens the door and-]

Ah. It is you.

[mywife]

A LITERAL GOD: YES
A LITERAL GOD: SHALL I FIND YOU OR WILL YOU FIND ME?