Chapter XXVIII: Chorewheels

[illusivetactics]

Is it really so difficult to segregate yourselves? Let me make it easier for you with a simple suggestion: Regulated periods of use. Females make use the bathhouse on even hours, males for odds. Clear the entire pool at the turn of the hour, and you'll avoid the host of embarrassments these gods are obviously attempting to saddle you with

Comments

[axionestin]

This is the best idea I ever heard. Thank you.

[illusivetactics]

You're most welcome, Lady.

How is Vergil's bone collection coming?

[axionestin]

Well, it's still an arm and a skull, so I'm not seeing a vertebrae and another arm. Yet.

[illusivetactics]

Your apartment must be....aromatic.

[axionestin]

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Not really, it's on the door.

[vaterunser]

They were boiled clean.

[axionestin]

And that.

[vaterunser]

As though I would be so crass as to let them rot there.