an intro

[stirtheblood]

Who: LiliS
Where: LiliS
When: Day 326, late morning (after hearts)

[Hello LiliS. Your door is locked and there is a strange man in your kitchen. He's making quite a lot of loud banging noises, and when you come out to see, many of the contents of the cabinets are strewn over the floor or the counters.

The man himself is barefoot in sweatpants and a crop top, which means his tattoo is very apparent.

He's currently paused his chaos in favor of inspecting the coffee maker and muttering to himself.]

Maybe you make liquor in this thing...

Comments

[theyregooddogs]

Won't. Will say that a few of us are worrying, but we're giving you space out of respect. For him, personal concern outweighed that.

[vitainmorte]

[ a vague fluster, reaching up the hand of her uninjured arm to rub her face. ]

There's-- no need for anyone to worry...

[theyregooddogs]

So, you won’t say anything if I show up with bullet holes in me after a game?

[vitainmorte]

That's-- not the same at all... in any case, I'm not-- going to die from something like this. So it's fine.

[theyregooddogs]

Seems comparable, but I will add that I tend to welcome any sort of injuries that come my way. If you haven't realized.

And don't dismiss pain. Not hard to dismiss death after enough it. Some of them can be too gentle here.

[vitainmorte]

I'm not-- dismissing it.

[ with a frown, but just letting the rest hang for now. ]

[theyregooddogs]

Alright.

Guess I'll get to wrangling our newest, then.