Audience: Sheila Hammond

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Nothing's stopping you from hosting a poll. Send a mass text, do whatever you think would be necessary to get answers. While you may not receive an answer from everyone I'm sure some would answer.

[sandwich making...pom petting...what a team.]

Cancel? Not exactly. Lessen? That's a bit more within our range of ability, though I believe it's only for those Avatars with control of whatever power was used. And some things must simply run their course. [...and then they sound...amused...]

Is this about Miss Nonagesimus and her affiliation with Claus?

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... Huh. You know, you're right! I get the feeling most people wouldn't trust me with important info, but I could recruit some volunteers. [Vore club. She is talking about vore club.] Then they can ask their friends, and get back to me.

[A thought for Week 5, assuming they don't all drop dead or get killed this weekend. Whew.]

And yes, this is about Harrowhark. Don't tell me you find it funny. It's such a terrible thing to do to her!

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[kindness week means offering some actual suggestions.]

Precisely that. Establishing a chain of command and working down the line isn't a terrible idea and may in fact save you time and resources.

[but they shrug.] I think it's horrible but all the same...it could be much worse. She could be experiencing those feelings Tealeaf and White are dealing with.

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... I'll keep it in mind. Thank you for the good advice?

[Truly shook by the fact this is an actual suggestion.]

God, don't remind me. Who the hell even decided how long these powers last?

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[there's a nod. you're welcome, sometimes they manage not to be an asshole and can actually help.]

I believe they vary, so I couldn't tell you. Most likely the longest it will last is until next week.

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Ugh... Well, that's at least better than forever.

[As a prize for not being an asshole, here's a sandwich! It's like, a club sandwich or something.]

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[they examine this sandwich.]

...thank you? [they are not sure what to do with this sandwich, though maus is sniffing at it.]

But to be clear, I'm not entirely sure if there are powers that last forever. You would have to ask the specifics at the time of receipt.

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Noted.

[And

a beat.]

You eat human food, don't you? Or did I just make a sandwich for the dog?

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[there's a soft sound.]

Despite appearances, I believe I may still be human. I do appreciate the effort.

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... Oh, that came out the wrong way. Didn't it?

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No, not particularly. [this isn't even kindness week, this is just a fact.] I understand some people may actually think otherwise.

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Well, have you considered telling those people to go fuck themselves?

[She is talking about hypothetical people. She's allowed to be rude.]

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[there's a pause and they hold up a clawed hand.]

Bit hard when the details are obvious. But I've other things to care about than what people think of me anyway.

[which may or may not be true, but who knows.]

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Seems like a them problem for assuming all humans look the same! Diversity, motherfuckers.

[Fake it 'til you make it is a valid strategy, so she will not bully them this once.]

Assuming you didn't lie about your food allergies, though, you should eat.

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I suppose my questionable humanity wouldn't mean much to a zombie. [which is more of an observation than anything. so that said, they finally pick up the sandwich and take an overdramatic bite before seemingly giving her a Look. better?]

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[She

immediately makes such a face

like Greed just kicked poor, sweet Maus in front of her.]

Not a zombie, undead. Zombie is such a negative word! I find it horribly offensive.

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[they hold up their hands as if to say no offense! and also the sandwich drops back down to the plate.]

Sorry? [sheesh.] To someone undead then. Better?

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Thank you. Much better. Just so you know, the only people who call me a zombie are the ones who want to decant my brain with a corkscrew.

[Saying this like it's a neat, helpful little lesson. But also, Greed? Your sandwich??]

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How foolish. [dryly. but also that's perturbing? what the hell.] Does...that really happen often to you?

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It's happened... I don't know, twice? I'm good at laying low. But there's an ancient organization filled with bigots who would love to do just that.

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Ruthless. I...forgive my questioning, but are the undead really so common that such an organization is necessary?

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It's a virus. It spreads. I caught it by eating bad clams. [Lethal seafood...] But, so what? There are plenty of normal bad people, too. I don't see them chanting for the death penalty every time some asshole gets on the news for murder.

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Clams...? [remind them never to eat seafood again.]

But when framed that way, you raise a fair point. Though my job tends to deal with a number of "bad people" as you say...the death penalty is still in effect.

Regardless, it's a corruption that hasn't been fixed. Can it be fixed?

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Ancient Serbian clams. They're like, bright fucking red.

[Greed will be fine as long as they don't make a habit of eating spicy clams. It's fine.]

I don't know... But I hope so? My husband became a knight to protect me. And one day, my daughter will take over for him. If anyone can fix it, it's them.

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I can only assume it's an acquired taste.

[but they consider that.]

...all the more reason for your wish then, isn't it?