So apparently last night there was kind of a
smackdown?
Yeah, Epimetheus missed it entirely.
What he did not miss was the charred, smashed, very dead thing that was left behind. He refuses to grace it with the name of spider. The Loompas came and cleaned it up pretty quickly after he spotted it, but he had plenty of time to note every way the design had been perverted.
And he's gonna remember the fucking thing. That -- that affront.
It's gone. It's dead. He's not going to do anything. He's just . . . upset. And even Milliways' very fine whiskey couldn't calm him down last night, so he's giving it another shot tonight.
Make that three shots and a chaser.
[ooc: Something of a placeholder, as I'm off to church and dinner shortly, but slowtimes are more than welcome!]