⚙ 17 }} Plot Gas (backdated to Thursday)

[legberjack]

[Man. Do you even know how busy Luke has been today? Trust me. You don't. All you need to know is that the littlest gentleman has shoved a bottle of hallucinogenic gas under his not!mamapapa's nose, and Giriko has breathed deeply.

Despite still being stuck in a woman's body, Giriko now thinks he has his male body back, and more importantly, his

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SUBMISSIVE END

[ergaleomancer]

[Theta is in her yard, tinkering with her clank. What is a clank? It is a very large machine (built out of cars found right here in Mayfield) that clearly has only one purpose. VIOLENCE. She hums to herself as she works on fixing up the inner workings of it. A cane leans against the side of the machine near her, and she is very obviously only standing on one leg. SPOT HER?]

[ergaleomancer]

...Who's Arachne? My name is Theta. [Tone is starting to get to be 'go away'.]

[legberjack]

...

Well, if that's what you want to be called, I won't stop you, sis.

[ergaleomancer]

........[And then the idea sets in.]

...Yes, that's what I'm going by now. Would you go make a pot of tea? You'll find the kettle on the stove and the tray already out. Bring it out and put it on the table on the porch?

[legberjack]

Oh! Uh, shit. Sure, I guess.

'S a good idea, you know! There's people here who want to hurt you, you know. Like I'd let that happen!

[And he's off! To make tea in the first time in his terrible lazy life THIS WILL CLEARLY END WELL.]

[ergaleomancer]

No, I'm sure you wouldn't.... [She goes back to messing about with her clank. Not for long, though. JUST LONG ENOUGH FOR WTF TO HAPPEN. It occurs to her she might want to check on the strange woman if she's so crazy as to confuse her for someone else. She comes limping in to see how it's going.]

[legberjack]

[DID YOU KNOW YOU COULD BURN TEA.

BECAUSE GIRIKO FOUND A WAY TO.]

[ergaleomancer]

[TEARS. You have earned tears. Or would, if Theta was the crying type. She just looks incredibly exasperated.]

...I'll...make it. You just carry it....

[legberjack]

[SHAME. B-Big Sis I was made to protect you and kill for you, preparing food was someone else's job...]

...Ah.

R-right, then.

[ergaleomancer]

[She puts together an expert little tea tray, not doing very badly for only having one hand as she holds onto the cane. The tea he'd made is summarily poured down the sink. Notably, she does get down an extra teacup. Then she leaves the tray to him.]

Come on outside, then...we'll have some tea.

[legberjack]

Ah! Shit, right! Whatever you say!

[He takes the tea tray, and follows Theta like a lost puppy, just so happy to be able to serve his master.

If she's happy, then he's happy.]

[ergaleomancer]

[She settles on a chair on the porch, then takes the teapot and pours two cups of tea. She puts cream and sugar in her own, but leaves his for him to attend to.]

So....tell me about yourself? [Might as well get to know her, if she's insisting on helping out, right?]

[legberjack]

[He sits, then stares at Theta, confused.]

Arachne, we've been together for over eight-hundred years. You really don't remember?

[ergaleomancer]

.......No. Not a thing.

[legberjack]

What the hell did they do to you? Do you know who it was?

I'll take care of them.

[ergaleomancer]

Now see here, you'll do nothing of the sort. Especially not when I hardly know who you -are-.