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[blewitup]

[Demo's been AWOL for the last couple weeks. He's stayed in the basement of his house, only emerging for meals and to grab an appliance or bottle of cleaner from upstairs. He emerges, finally, smelling horrible.]

Ahh-hahaha! Eureka, or summin like that! Thas' RED team, 1, Mayfield, 0.

[filtered to RED team]

Sorry ah havn't been in contact lately, got

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[stop_it_tewi]

*here's your 'wife', who's been cooking rather nice meals for you and keeping the house in a state of cleanliness*

Demo? Can I talk to you about something?

And it's not about the smell... but it would be nice if you took a shower or something...

*oh yeah, and your wife has her rabbit ears and tail back, too...*

[blewitup]

Ah...uh...who are yeh, again?

[It's hard to tell if Demo's being serious or not.]

[stop_it_tewi]

Huh? I-it's me: Reisen.

[blewitup]

Haha, Ah'm kiddin'.

*he ruffles your hair, gently pushing the ears down.*

Ach, but it feels like f'rever since I came up 'ere. Ah don't remember yer ears bein this long...

*he's uh...playing with them now, soft strokes. Has a kinda distant look in his eyes.*

[helpmeeirin]

*Your "daughter" is currently hanging around the house, waiting for the proper time to climb up on the roof and fight Mokou to the death.

Kaguya's not the most observant girl. When she turns around to identify what that smell is, she starts shouting.*

Reisen! There's an intruder in the house!

;-; I really need to pay more attention to housing, why are you both here.

[blewitup]

Ey, intruder?

*Demo whirls around, looking for a breach, his eyes quickly scanning the entry points to the home, with a bottle ready for throwing.*

...Aye, where they be?

Maybe the gods decided Kaguya needed to learn to attach sticky bombs to Mokou's face.

[helpmeeirin]

Right there! The big guy with the eye patch!

Perhaps! More bloody rivalries need bombs.

[blewitup]

*lifts up his eye patch, looking around with the eye that Mayfield restored to him*

...Where?

[RED filter]

[muffled_noises]

I was wondering where the hell you've been. What have you been up to?

[RED filter]

[blewitup]

We're going after their base soon, and I've been working hard on our entry ticket. This bebeh will go off, even if we all get brainwashed an' fergit bout it.

*there's a large faux lawn gnome in the basement. It looks totally inconspicuous.*

Yeh, E's beautiful, ain't e? Make quite an impact on th' town, Douglass will. Why, when e's done his job, there will be a lil' piece o' Douggie on every lawn...

Also, Ah made yeh some fun stuff.

*he pulls out some old beer bottles, stuffed with flammable cloth.*

Molotovs, over 'ere!

[RED filter]

[muffled_noises]

So we'll still get a last laugh, kind of.

*he just sort of stares at the lawn gnome, grinning. He looks more thrilled at the molotovs*

Damn, you've been busy. These AND I got my flamethrower back finally. Been a good week.

[RED filter]

[blewitup]

...Ey, wot?

Yeh got yer flamethrower...

Dammit, where's me boom launchah? Or stickybombs? Ah swear, this town's shaftin' meh!