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[no_sin_but]

Marlowe has two distinct problems

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[will_scarlett]

She kind of smells like Marlowe but doesn't look right so Will comes up and snuffles her boots.

[no_sin_but]

The fox is eyed for a moment.

"Do I know you?" She asks, voice as soft as ever. The accent is also the same. It's just...

A woman's voice.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, sir, tis Will Scarlett. Ye make a lovely woman."

He sits down politely and hopes for scritches and even offers a paw.

[no_sin_but]

"Well, my sisters are pretty enough so I thought I might."

Modesty? Marlowe?

Barking up entirely the wrong tree, mate.

[nothawkingbird]

Kate was prompted with choices again, but she ignored them. Brief look toward the woman with the eyepatch.

She ordered another chai to sip, and was trying to place the woman.

[no_sin_but]

Marlowe...may do it for her. May.

Elizabethan clothes, black with those distinctive thigh-high boots. Round face, straight brown hair, wickedly bright left eye and a patch over the right.

"Kate, wasn't it?"

[nothawkingbird]

She nodded, and peered back at her, "It is... Marlowe, correct?"

[no_sin_but]

A wicked smile that makes her look years younger.

"Correct."

[song_tra_bong]

Okay, cat!Marlowe was one thing but this is...

This is Marlowe with tits.

And he looks particularly smug abou it.

Mary Anne drops onto a seat next to him.

"And a very happy Cubefall to you, Kit."

[no_sin_but]

"No changes, my dear? Not even for a day?"

Marlowe? Sounds amused.

[song_tra_bong]

"Well, I'm a bit too fond of my body to do anything drastic."

And if there's one thing Mary Anne's never had, it's penis envy.

"And I figure there's enough random changes going on around here without me picking. I'm having plenty of fun just watching what everyone else is up to."

Also, it's entirely possible that she was playing with Legos earlier.

[no_sin_but]

"You were playing with the coloured blocks, weren't you?"

[broodingbacchus]

Imriel is in a good mood.

He just got laid, see.

And now? Now there is a beautiful woman in front of him.

He smiles at her from his seat at a nearby table and raises his wineglass in a cheery salute.

Life is good.

[no_sin_but]

She smiles back, a cheerful expression tinged with wickedness.

"Morning."

[broodingbacchus]

"Morning," he echoes, and chuckles. It's one of those chuckles that escapes you occasionally when life is just good to be true and the only way you know how to acknowledge it is laughter.

[no_sin_but]

"You're in a good mood."