[haunted house crew. she's wandering around the house, looking at various little nooks and crannies. the dead rat with a bird skull and bony wings, pâté, is fluttering by her side.]
Imagine, with a few little touches, this will be so cozy. I never thought we'd have such a fine house to ourselves.
[also, she's wearing her gown, but she now has black ink on her skin matching the tree branch pattern on the lace of her skirt and bodice. occasionally words are visible on the branches. right now, you can make out Poor Bor'dor]
[ housemate!! ichiban smiles at her as she comments on their new home, paying no attention to the words on her body. he's not someone who pries into other people's business, though he won't fault her if she comments on the "you let them die." ink imprinted upon the lapel of his jacket.
meanwhile, from her constant perch upon ichiban's shoulder, nancy stares at pâté with her beady little eyestalks. my god that name looks incomprehensible in markdown syntax. ]
Yeah, I can't argue about having a roof over my head. Kinda wish it was under better circumstances, but hey, you win some, you lose some, right?
[okay so pâté is obviously a dead rat with like a skull sewn on his head but also he is animate so he will fly on his bone wings over near nancy and sort of hover. but he doesn't talk. instead, laudna will do a silly exaggerated cockney voice for him, only moving her lips a little.]
Quite the pleasure to meet you, Miss Nancy. That's a beautiful set of claws on you.
Yes, of course! A catch! Well, I have been trying to teach Pâté to have better manners for a while now, but he gets so excited. It's hard for him to make new friends, because people find him off-putting.
But hey, I also gotta give him props—he knows he's got the whole world against him, but he's still out here shootin' his shot. That takes some serious balls!
Did you... make him? Or was he already like that when you met him?
[ he's asking this with the air of someone for whom this sort of crazy magic necromancy (?) thing is very much not in their wheelhouse at all, but he is trying his best to understand. ]
I made him myself! I found the body and attached the little skull. And I would just puppet him for a while, but eventually I learned how to bring him to life.
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Imagine, with a few little touches, this will be so cozy. I never thought we'd have such a fine house to ourselves.
[also, she's wearing her gown, but she now has black ink on her skin matching the tree branch pattern on the lace of her skirt and bodice. occasionally words are visible on the branches. right now, you can make out Poor Bor'dor]
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meanwhile, from her constant perch upon ichiban's shoulder, nancy stares at pâté with her beady little eyestalks. my god that name looks incomprehensible in markdown syntax. ]
Yeah, I can't argue about having a roof over my head. Kinda wish it was under better circumstances, but hey, you win some, you lose some, right?
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Who is your little friend?
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[ nancy says hi! ]
She's been my pet for about four years now.
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[she's so delighted.]
Pâté, where are your manners? Say hello to her.
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Quite the pleasure to meet you, Miss Nancy. That's a beautiful set of claws on you.
Pâté! You incorrigible flirt!
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ichiban clicks his tongue, frowning at her. ]
Hey, don't be rude, it's not like he knows! [ then, to laudna: ] —Sorry about her, she's actually taken.
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[she'll grab pâté and tug him back, shaking her finger.]
You can't come on so strong right out the gate.
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Y'know, literally.
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Yes, of course! A catch! Well, I have been trying to teach Pâté to have better manners for a while now, but he gets so excited. It's hard for him to make new friends, because people find him off-putting.
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Pâté has had a hard time of it. He's dead and his original head and balls have rotted off. I think he acts out.
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[ a single, solemn nod. ]
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It's rough out there for us lads.
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Metaphorically, of course.
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[ he's asking this with the air of someone for whom this sort of crazy magic necromancy (?) thing is very much not in their wheelhouse at all, but he is trying his best to understand. ]
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