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From:

innerdaemons

[ he stares at Lahabrea a moment.

simple cat brain: I AM BEING BETRAYED!!!! ]

Did you have a solution in mind?

From:

temperedinpride

[He puts a fond hand on Lucifel's head, pat pat he doesn't know it's an off button he's really just doing this.]

Yes. Can neither of you think of the solution, truly?

[He sounds amused.]

From:

sancrimony

[ did u kno as per the script he is just significantly more naive and receptive to positive and peaceful words, because he doesn't move away from that and seems to be anticipating but— ]

From:

sancrimony

[ —somehow

he can't

keep his head up— ]

From:

sancrimony

[ tttttipping over, head lolling forward as he nods off

zzzz ]

From:

innerdaemons

[

???

he gets up, walking over. ]

Was that intentional on your part?

From:

temperedinpride

[????????

Looking down at Lucifel and then his own hand totally puzzled.]

No. Not in the least...?

[He kneels to lift Lucifel's face, cupping it in his hands to check if he's really sleeping?]

From:

sancrimony

[ his breathing is even; muscles in his face completely relaxed, he sways like he might tip over any minute now, though—

after a few moments, it seems as though he's beginning to stir, a soft noise escaping him as his brows begin to knit ]

From:

innerdaemons

Do you believe you can repeat it? Whatever you did just now.

From:

temperedinpride

What I did...

[He gets up and gently puts his hand on Lucifel's head, pat pat...????]

From:

sancrimony

[ the furrow in his brow disappears and he's relaxed again, completely ]

From:

innerdaemons

Well that's terribly convenient, isn't it?

From:

temperedinpride

[He lifts his hand away and crosses his arms, eyebrows raised.]

I wonder if that is a normal weakness of his or some curse of this hotel?

[Sitting beside Lucifel to pull his head into his lap.]

From:

sancrimony

[ ker-flop. he is just out, especially if bread keeps patting his head. ]

From:

innerdaemons

[ he shifts to sit on the other side of him, tugging the rest of Lucifel into his own lap!

also taking out a knife. ]

It would be quite an odd curse for the hotel, hmm?

From:

temperedinpride

[He will keep petting this cute man's hair! He does like Lucifel actually.]

Perhaps. I cannot say, many strange things have occurred here.

From:

sancrimony

[ pliant to being tugged, expression completely peaceful. this is a warm lap and this is a nice dream he likes it a lot thank you ]

From:

innerdaemons

That is true!

[ he's jabbing the knife in hilt deep into his side. sorry Lucifel, ]

From:

temperedinpride

[How good is off button versus stabs we're about to find out.]

From:

sancrimony

[ —winces still, brows knitting together as he turns his head with a whimper, but his eyes stay shut and he hardly moves beyond that besides a twitch of his fingers ]

From:

innerdaemons

It's quite strong, I see.

[ he's shifting the knife back and forth, steadily widening that wound, not caring about the waterblood that spills over and drips into his lap. ]

From:

temperedinpride

[Swiping a hand through the lily scented water blood and sniffing it. Weird.]

Useful... How strange his body is.

From:

sancrimony

[ look.

giving a shuddery sort of breath, a muted sort of cry like he's having a bad dream; again his fingers twitch, but despite the severity of the wound he doesn't seem to react otherwise ]