Fifteenth Snake

[cadaceus_bitch]

Oh my, everyone seems to be growing older or younger! At least this event seems quite harmless. It's actually somewhat cute to see all the children running around~

If any of you need any help, please don't be afraid to ask. My name is Medusa, one of the healers here. I'll be more than happy to take care of you.

[private; unhackable]

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[not_4oclock]

Poor Mr. Wright, replaced so easily.

Surely you know better conversationalists than me, however.

[cadaceus_bitch]

Regretfully, I don't seem to share interests with anyone else.

[not_4oclock]

That is a shame.

If you so insist, I suppose I can be over shortly. [And so he is. Knocking oh-so-politely in record time.]

[cadaceus_bitch]

[Medusa opens the door. The less subtle woman would be wearing skanky lingerie, but Medusa has instead opted for a simple top that shows just the sliiiiiiightest bit of cleavage. A wink's as good as a nod, as they say.]

My, so quick to arrive. Are you that eager to spend time with me, Jonathan?

[not_4oclock]

[Teatime considers himself good at reading body language - backing away, others flinching as he enters a room, nervous eying from behind a solid object - but this was something altogether strange. Then again, people were always doing strange things - better to observe for now. He stands, expression completely unchanged.]

As I believe you mentioned, I really don't share interests with anyone else. May I come in then?

[cadaceus_bitch]

Of course. May I get you a drink?

[not_4oclock]

If you like.

Was there something specific that you wanted or are you merely wasting time?

[cadaceus_bitch]

I just wanted to talk, Jonathan. Isn't that what friends do?

Your drink.

[not_4oclock]

Is it? I really wouldn't know, Medusa, I'm afraid I don't have many.

Thank you, of course.

[cadaceus_bitch]

Yes, I noticed. You're going to need to be more sociable if you want to fit in, you know. It's very important that we avoid notice in the upcoming weeks.

[not_4oclock]

I'm afraid that most do not wish to speak to the one suspected of... dealing with Mr. Dexter Grif. Personally, it doesn't bother me. Most of them aren't very interesting anyways. Dull. Claim themselves to beHeroic, while at least three individuals parade about known as Death. You'd think someone would do something about that.

I shall try to avoid the public spotlight.

[cadaceus_bitch]

Someone should, indeed~

Things are about to heat up very soon, Mr. Teatime. I do hope you're ready.

[not_4oclock]

To go about it properly, I would have to find someone who was willing to pay. Though it's not as if that is actually a concern here.

Of course. I should think we've all had enough of waiting.

[cadaceus_bitch]

Sometimes it's important to take things...

...slow.

[not_4oclock]

Yes, I can see that, but I would appreciate it if you would hurry up a tad and get to your point.

[cadaceus_bitch]

That was my point, Mr. Teatime.

[She sidles around behind him and begins massaging his shoulders.]