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[Tyki is dressed to kill today, smiling, happy, and obviously up to no good.]
I'm bored. Terribly bored. Cyril? Rhode? Are either of you busy today? If you're not, then...
[He smirks, eyes glinting with mischief, and something that could easily be mistaken for arousal.]
Let's make babies.
[OOC: Be warned, baby-making with Tyki could result in being saddled with unwanted children. Or being forced to make him keep said children. And crack. Lots of crack.]
I'm bored. Terribly bored. Cyril? Rhode? Are either of you busy today? If you're not, then...
[He smirks, eyes glinting with mischief, and something that could easily be mistaken for arousal.]
Let's make babies.
[OOC: Be warned, baby-making with Tyki could result in being saddled with unwanted children. Or being forced to make him keep said children. And crack. Lots of crack.]