Yeah... I've noticed we do that a lot. Imagine if we didn't have to be nice to each other this week.
[WHEW.]
Were you able to tune in when Takeru brought up that thing he heard from Yuri... that Yuri said he heard from you. You know, the one about the bodies of the dead being eaten?
But Yuri told Harrowhark you were the one who shared that info.
[A pause, peering at them.]
Look, just to be clear, I'm not mad! I am also not blind. My third delivery was on the crispier side, and this week, I woke up to a bag of sharp teeth. All I want to know is if I have to worry about someone or something else eating our friends for breakfast.
Yeah, well, you tell most people there's a horrible monster eating their dearly departed friends and they're going to be pretty fucking alarmed.
[Smiling! In that terrible disappointed mom way. This is still a kindness. Her tone is very kind.
She will accept this poodle, huffing a little as she gently tries to scratch behind its ears. The poodle does not look happy at all and that's a mood? Her emotional support poodle now.]
the poodle on the other hand is doing this thing where it clearly likes the attention and being scritched but also has a reputation to maintain, so it has to act like it doesn't want to be petted.
[Wrath is extremely lucky she can't stay annoyed while buried in dogs? The poodle will be momentarily ignored so she can scratch around the pitbull's neck, immediately descending into baby speak. Who's a good boy? Who's the best boy?]
the pitbull is loving this, leg kicking. however, the poodle is incredibly offended. which is why it dramatically falls on the ground and stares at sheila and the pitbull like it's been betrayed.]
[this is the end for the poodle, it just rolls over on its back and whines. wrath is just laughing, like the worst person in the world.
the pitbull stops licking sheila's face long enough to go over, nudge the poodle over again so that it can pick the poodle up by the scruff, and then deposits the poodle in sheila's lap. fixed! yay!]
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They're my favorites. There's a one-eyed bulldog running around in here somewhere that makes the grass grow extra tall, I love him too.
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[Show her all your favorite dogs, Wrath. She will bunch her dress up a bit before plopping down next to them.]
But right now, I got a question. Or... two questions, I guess. Were you listening in on our big meeting?
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to the second part:]
Here and there. You guys dissolved into screaming about fucking once or twice so I got lost, but.
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[WHEW.]
Were you able to tune in when Takeru brought up that thing he heard from Yuri... that Yuri said he heard from you. You know, the one about the bodies of the dead being eaten?
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[...] I did hear about that part, yeah.
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[...] Yooou should talk to Gluttony about that.
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[A pause, peering at them.]
Look, just to be clear, I'm not mad! I am also not blind. My third delivery was on the crispier side, and this week, I woke up to a bag of sharp teeth. All I want to know is if I have to worry about someone or something else eating our friends for breakfast.
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I really don't know about any of that, but uh. I'd say the bodies are definitely gone for good?
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... Fine. I'll follow your recommendation and take my question to Gluttony, even though Yuri specifically said your name.
[Thankfully, it is also kindness week so she is saying this. Very kindly. Like she appreciates this recommendation.]
Anyway— The dogs?
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Sure wish Yuri wouldn't go blabbing. [they grumble. but. dogs!]
-- Oh, what about them? Here. [they hand sheila the poodle, who absolutely does not want to be held.]
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[Smiling! In that terrible disappointed mom way. This is still a kindness. Her tone is very kind.
She will accept this poodle, huffing a little as she gently tries to scratch behind its ears. The poodle does not look happy at all and that's a mood? Her emotional support poodle now.]
What's their name?
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the poodle on the other hand is doing this thing where it clearly likes the attention and being scritched but also has a reputation to maintain, so it has to act like it doesn't want to be petted.
wrath just watches a little fondly.]
... That one is Coco.
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Sheila also loves this poodle? Fancy little binch gets all the scratchies.]
Coco's a cute name. And your other friend?
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[they say, glancing over their shoulder. said pitbull huffs and stretches out, sleepily looking up at both of them.]
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Is the one-eyed bulldog named after a fruit, too?
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Nah. The bulldog's name is Chesney.
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[Wrath is extremely lucky she can't stay annoyed while buried in dogs? The poodle will be momentarily ignored so she can scratch around the pitbull's neck, immediately descending into baby speak. Who's a good boy? Who's the best boy?]
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the pitbull is loving this, leg kicking. however, the poodle is incredibly offended. which is why it dramatically falls on the ground and stares at sheila and the pitbull like it's been betrayed.]
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But it is very effective at the moment! She looks at the poodle and frees up at hand, gesturing at it to scooch back over.]
Oh, come on. I only have two hands!
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the pitbull stops licking sheila's face long enough to go over, nudge the poodle over again so that it can pick the poodle up by the scruff, and then deposits the poodle in sheila's lap. fixed! yay!]
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She boops the poodle's nose when it's back on her lap, and scratches behind the pitbull's ears.]
Why thank you, Mango. Aren't you the sweetest?
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it sneezes, when she boops the nose, but seems appeased. this is a win/win scenario. the pitbull is oblivious, just having the time of its life.
wrath is watching, their fingers curled into the front of their robes. there's almost a sense of sadness, coming from them.]
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What's with the long fa— [...] hood?
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Uh - nothing. I just... miss people. That's all.
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