Eighth Tentacle

[cuttlefidget]

[Hi, Mayfield! It's time for a Public Service Announcement from your friendly neighborhood cuttleman. He sounds kind of panicked (more than usual) and is tripping over his words (more than usual). This is because he's in stage four secret-spilling mode!]

So, um, everyone knows that Annie Goldstein -- you know, my friend, Annie Goldstein, the one w-

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[sturmbahnfurher]

Mistletoe? My, I'd have never thought the weakness of Baldr would apply to their kind.

My thanks, though.

[cuttlefidget]

[HEY WHAT NO]

Wha-- hey! N-no, this isn't for you to use! It's only for emergencies!

[sturmbahnfurher]

How fortunate, then, that I don't intend to use it unless she decides to attack me again.

[cuttlefidget]

[So like... sometime in the next week HELLO THIS IS ANNIE WE'RE TALKING ABOUT]

O-oh well... um... I g-guess if it's self-defense...

[sturmbahnfurher]

[Quite likely, yes.]

You could say that.

If she wishes to fight to the death, we will fight to the death. She won quite spectacularly. It was a good death.

You're one of her friends, then?

[cuttlefidget]

U-uh... I think so? She gets mad at people w-who kill me and I do her laundry. Also I went to her Seder?

[Wait he shouldn't be telling this person about that

Daniel just stop talking]

[sturmbahnfurher]

I suppose that's one form of friendship.

And are you human?

[cuttlefidget]

M-mostly?

[STOP TALKING TO THIS MAN, DANIEL. STRANGER DANGER STRANGER DANGER]

[sturmbahnfurher]

And partially what else?

[cuttlefidget]

Um.

Cuttlefish.

Itwasanaccident.