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[09:44] <+MOON> It had been the best night of Moon's life. She hadn't, like.. fucked her sister or anything - but she had shared a bed with her for the first time in who knew how long, allowing the fat catgirl to gradually and in her own time come to terms with the fact that the Sinnomancer was alive and that she was back. For real this time. ..or was she? In her heart of hearts, Moon might well have known the truth - but the truth was not somet
[09:44] <+MOON> hing she often let get in the way of a good activity! And so it is with many hastily made documents on her table that she waits downstairs for her sister to rise, fidgeting her chair-dwarfing ass restlessly.
[09:48] <Hanamat> "You know if you sit up straighter she'll be down sooner, right?" It's an amused voice, as someone observes that generally restive state from the kitchen door, where Hanamat leans against the doorframe, arms folded and with quite the grin accompanying. She is sipping coffee, apparently mixing that up with wine of late when it comes to morning stimulants, even if we all know wine isn't quite
[09:48] <Hanamat> the same thing at all. But breakfast is breakfast. Even if it is not. "Would you like me to find you some bacon or toast or something meanwhile, Moon darling?"
04[09:53] <+MOON> Of course, Moon sits up straighter, having had suspicions of such for a while, herself! "I have knew this, actually. I have knew it." she murmurs good-naturedly, tongue poking between teeth as she fidgets herself into a more firmly erect position and makes the effort to ensure her great mass of hair is tamed and bunned as tightly as possible. Which would also surely expedite Pan's appearance. "I will liiike.. to have both of baco
[09:53] <+MOON> n and of toast, Hana. I think I will like to have both?"
[09:57] <Hanamat> "Oh! We're being ambitious today, are we?" Naturally she laughs, though it's good-natured laughter, as of someone who has come to know Moon very, very well indeed. "Give me a second here, and I'll set you right up!" And she's about that business promptly, gathering pieces of bacon, quite crispy and delicious, and making sandwiches of them with some pieces of toast, a breakfeast rather than
[09:57] <Hanamat> breakfast, if you will. "If you already knew that, though, maybe it's good to practice sitting up straight more often, no? Never hurts to instill a good habit or two." And then she's wandering across with a plate setting that down before Moon with a smile, and leaning in to gently kiss the spot on the catgirl's head which took a bit of a knock in her fainting spell last night. "Dig in."
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04[10:05] <+MOON> It probably wasn't all that kind or sisterly for her to jump right into such things but, at the same time as needing absolute, stonewall confirmation of her sister's authenticity - because who knew how tricksy Muse could be! - Moon had not really gone on a tangential, frivolous pursuit for a little while. Thus her Pandora test was born! Moon presses her finger down into the quite lengthy-looking questionnaire, a renewed glow abou
[10:05] <+MOON> t her as for Hana she enthuses: "Also I must become very pro of this test we must do to her, Hana. So becoming sat in a way of total straightness is highly important. A-.. and also-.. it-.." Mnngh.. mnnghhghh bacon sandwiches. "..to be.. very.. decorummed.. and.. 'presentable' and-.. I mustnowputallofthisfoodintomystomach.." And so she does dig in! Emphatically!
04[10:11] <Hanamat> Emphatically! And naturally Hanamat stands by, though she has taken one strip of bacon from the edge of a sandwich, and sits on the edge of the table nibbling at that whilst she ponders. "You're going to pro test Pandora? I'm not sure if that's quite what you meant to say, or else I'm now imagining you standing in a rabble outside her door holding up a sign, something like MORE PAN LESS
[10:11] <Hanamat> DORA, or SINS FOR THE WINS or even BACON RULES OKAY, something like that?" She can't quite imagine how that would go down, even as she can perfectly imagine a few things sillier, as her thoughts run away with her. "And it's probably not a bad thing, though. Decorum and being presentable. Um, though don't use me as a model for any of that, as I think of it." That belatedly added as she
[10:11] <Hanamat> realizes she is scarcely a fitting person to base much behavior on.
[10:17] <+[W]Pandora> So she was back. And now near everyone knew and had gotten over the killing/shock/pass out stage; it was time to get on with every day life! Having once again shared sleep space, something she had actually missed back home, it was now time toto face a new day. She'd showered and changed: hair partly pinned up, another long sleeved jumper covered her upper
04[10:17] <+[W]Pandora> body, more fitting than the last, buttons decorated down the side of the dark grey item and slightly lighter soft leather gloves covered her fingers. Hip hugging jeans and high tops were on the lower half. Silent footfalls as she makes her way down the stairs and spots the pair, undoubtedly up to no good.. Pan smiles brightly "Morning trouble one and two."
[10:17] <+[W]Pandora> First she'd go to Moon, pressing a kiss to her forehead "looking smart, little sis." And then to Hana, bacon or not she'd press her lips to the scarlet one, quite happily giving that bacon covered lip a little suckletug "and morning you." She murmurs against her lips before smiling and moving back "so.." she looked between the two with an amused expression
[10:17] <+[W]Pandora> "whats going on?" But! Before that.. she does slip off for a second, just a quick nip into the kitchen only to emerge a few seconds later with a Carmen water in hand, lid already removed and sipping at the liquid. Ok, she was ready!
[10:19] <+MOON> For the moment, all Moon seems concerned with is eating. Which it really does only take her a moment to do, with the entirety of her breakfeast demolished at an exceptional rate, even for her. It is just gone. Hoovered up, with the time spent not eating apparently looking to be made up for. "Ngh-.. it-.. it just is test. Like.. it is 'citizenship test'? Except if you lose it, you get deported back to -coffin-." And look! There wa
04[10:19] <+MOON> s Pandora now! Moon, cheeks still full with food, stands herself up 'quickly' to greet her sister! "Ghngnhl-..!"
04[10:21] <+MOON> "Pandora-.. ss-.. sit down.. we-.. sit down here. It is here that.. you must.. put your ass. I mean.. to sit here. That-.." Oh, man. How hard it was trying to remain 'professional' while excited so! Like ChickenCorps. Or whatever it was called.
04[10:24] <Hanamat> There are smiles all about, it seems, and those pale eyes follow Pandora as she appears and descends to join them down in the atrium. It's a sight and more, to see a sister greet a sister, and if she's been all teary-eyed and emotional herself, now that's not past, but she's certainly not weepy this morning, more brimming with happiness to see it. "Morning you, too," she murmurs in turn as
04[10:24] <Hanamat> she slips an arm around Pandora's waist to pull her in, very much enjoying that kiss, rather too much perhaps, but who wouldn't? Releasing the Sin to get her water, Hanamat then moves to pull out a chair, sitting down properly at the table. "I'm not exactly sure what it is yet, but Moon's getting ideas again, and... well, I guess that's kind of Moon, no?" She laughs, the thought of old times
[10:24] <Hanamat> not so old coming back and making her giggle.
[10:32] <+[W]Pandora> She couldn't help the smile on her lips even as her brow arched at Moons request and Hanas explanation "right.." she spoke fastening the lid on the bottle again "okay so..." glancing around, she gave a little chuckle and a shrug "fair enough." And with that ths Sinnomancer would grab a chair herself, dragging it over to the pair and plonking in down on the
[10:32] <+[W]Pandora> other side of the table, to sit opposite them like an interview, then sliding into herself, the bottle she deposits gently on the table and sits back crossing one leg over the other. She wouldn’t giggle, as much as she wanted to. But it was hard and her cheeks actually hurt from trying to control her smile "okay so my ass is sat here, whats next? Do I need
[10:32] <+[W]Pandora> a lawyer? Who's the bad cop?" Multicoloured eyes danced with sheer amusement as she glanced between the two would be interviewers.
[10:33] <Hanamat> "Hannah Matthews, Attourney at Law," comes the quick introduction, a hand offered for shaking, before they get down to business.
[10:34] <+[W]Pandora> "... we're you a doctor?" But she takes the hand in a glove covered one and gives it a firm shake. Okay, no more games! Serious now.
04[10:39] <+MOON> Okay! It was time to get down to business! The sort of business that they always used to get down to, before things became all the more morbid and serious. Moon sits back down in her seat, regarding Pandora with that familiar look of longing, like she wanted to up-end the table and pounce the Sinnomancer but was held still by an awareness of the need for social tact. So she just sits and stares, first at Pandora and then at the m
[10:39] <+MOON> any, many sheets of paper nearly laid out in front of her. "Okay, I will be.. I will be the bad one. I will be. Bad as in.." Moon turns the first page over. It was blank. "..bad at.. remembering that.. thoughts do not become writing words on their own.." She looks up, worried. "..I have forgot.. to do.. the writing down part of.. my idea.."
[10:41] <Hanamat> A doctor? She cannot even imagine that. Where would such ideas ever arise from? If player happens to recycle a name or two for humorous purposes, maybe we'll let that slide. (She's probably played doctor many times though, all things considered.) Noting that Moon is lacking some essential supplies for whatever's to be done, Hanamat reaches for a thick black marker conveniently there, before
[10:41] <Hanamat> leaning across to draw a chicken on the first page. This she considers for a moment, before writing IZZY in large, bold letters. "Question the first," she declares, without actually elaborating on what that's meant to mean at all. Then, flipping the page, she draws another chicken, this time writing DOM beneath that feathered fiend. A third page is taken, with one more chicken, before she
[10:41] <Hanamat> writes BAD there. Then, crossing that out, correcting to BEL. "That should get you both started, no?"
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04[10:48] <+[W]Pandora> Helpful.. both of them are as helpful as the other and Pan is left sitting there fighting back giggles but thoroughly baffled. A hand comes up and covers her mouth as she tries to physically wipe the smile from her lips but that is useless so she settles for keeping her lips covered by the tips of her fingers for the time being. "Thats okay Moon.. maybe you
04[10:48] <+[W]Pandora> can just make it up? Or.. we could do this... urm... interview kinda interrogation another time?" Pan had no fricking clue what was going on and her words were muffled slightly by the gloves. When Hana starts arting the Sin does drop her hand a little and lean over to see whats going on, she looks from the drawing up to Hana then back to the drawing... She
[10:48] <+[W]Pandora> had no clue where the scarlet one was going with that particular train of thought so she sat back and let her hands rest on her knees, waiting for the pair to get themselves sorted "in your own time, ladies"
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04[10:54] <+MOON> Oh, shit. Yeah! Bad cop. She had to be bad cop, with or without the materials necessary for her to test Pandora's legitimacy. It was important! She, nor anyone else for that matter, could surely not endure another unexpected twist. So, reverting to Bad Cop mode, she -slaps- her hand onto one of the chicken pictures (Izzy) as if to emphasize a point. Bam! "Where were you on the night of a fourth??" she blurts, slapping her hand ag
[10:54] <+MOON> ain on a chicken picture (Izzy). Bam! "We have a rat at the scene with your name written all over it..! Tell us what we will like to know..!" Whatever that was. Now stood up, Moon leans back a little bit from her huddled on/over the table position and gives Hana a little nudge with her elbow. "B-.. be the good cop, please.." she hisses both privately and loudly.
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04[10:59] <Hanamat> "Be the good cop?" She gives Moon a look, since she's already there as the defendant's counsel. "Isn't that a conflict of interest or something?" Playing both sides like that, it probably is. Still, she moves to sit on the edge of the desk, looming over Pandora somewhat menacingly, reaching out to trace a finger up her throat, gently lifting the Sinnomancer's chin, leaning in close so lips
04[10:59] <Hanamat> almost touch. "I think Defective Moon, PI, she wants you to answer the question, Miss Pandora," she murmurs, as that finger gently caresses throat and chin and jaw. "So maybe you'll do well to answer, hmm? Where were you on the fourth... wait..." She glances to Moon now, more a shift of the eyes across, her head hardly moving. "I think she might have been with me, Defective... we were, well,
[10:59] <Hanamat> it was a medical appointment for an examination. Just a general checkup. I have the paperwork, if you want?"
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04[11:12] <+[W]Pandora> That was quite something, the brutal treatment of art Izzy is met with a frown, people would be informed. Legal matters had. But Pan does at least jump a little in her seat for the first thud against the table, a giggle spilling from her lips before she caught herself and muttered an half hearted apology.. letting her eyes go wide and 'fearful' as Moon
04[11:12] <+[W]Pandora> questions her "fourth of what?" She asks breathlessly, blinking rapidly.. "I-I don't know what you would like to know!" The acting skills, Pan needed an Oscar. All too soon good cop Dr Hana, Attorney is stepping up, her lawyer and her questioner.... because Moon said so and thats just how things went.. menacingly was a stretch, cutely was more fitting but
04[11:12] <+[W]Pandora> Pan looked up at Hana with watery eyes... """watery"""... her lower lip trembling slightly as Hana asks the same of her "how can I answer if I don't know?" She blubbers... and then, in the blink of an eye as Hana gives her an alibi the blubbering stops, her face returns to its normal amused expression and the eyes are dry, crimson hair bobbing as the Sin
[11:12] <+[W]Pandora> nods enthusiastically "yep! Yep! If you mean THAT fourth I was with Hana, yep. Its true, I think there is a video and everything....." and then she grinned and leaned forward towards Moon, her eyes narrowing playfully and her voice low "what were YOU doing on the fourth, hm?"
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[11:25] <domo> "D-.. ngh-.. do not be TOO good cop, Hana! Do not make it -too- easy of her..!" Moon hisses to her partner in crime prevention before straightening out of her lean when distracted with: "..MoonPI? Moonpie?" Oh, man. Yes, please. The thought of more food distracts the catgirl as it usually does, finding herself gazing wistfully in the direction of the bar.. before she seems to snap herself out of her trance with yet another slap to a chicken picture
04[11:25] <domo>  (Izzy), looking firmly back at Pandora who she leans across the table to stare intently at. "..Tell me what I will like to know! I will shine a light so rudely into your eyes and become arm-sweaty from my anger! Also I will smoke too near to you and make you look at a gross moustache that I suddenly will grow from my anger!" But then, as was so often the case, it was being flipped on her. The tables were being turned! Where -was- she on the fourth
[11:25] <domo> ? Moon's anger face loosens into a familiarly gormless one as she half-lays on the table, upper body propped up by her arms and fat little legs hanging over the edge awkwardly. "..I, uh.. uhm.. I have-.. uhh.." Oh, she knew what she was doing on the fourth. She knew all too well. "..it is not even a important thing, okay? It is not even a important thing how on the fourth I have been in media room, making Manor Brawlers game people do humps instead
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[11:25] <+MOON>  of fighting.." She'd damn near worn out the controllers bumping the on screen combatants together.
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[11:28] <Hanamat> It does make quite the impression, those trembling lips, those tearful eyes, that look of uncertainty. And the Academy Award for best Actress goes to Rhea Spero! She would giggle, of course, but Hanamat has her role to play as well, and so it does remain necessary to try and stay in character, though now the scarlet-haired girl is caught between a few roles, now adding intimate physician to
[11:28] <Hanamat> good cop and legal counsel... inevitably she'll get them mixed up before long. Good Cop Doctor Hana, Attourney... yes, that will become quite a mouthful in a moment. It already is, really. Those pale eyes slide to Bad Cop, Defective Moon, PI and Eater of Bacon, Extraordinaire, since we are busy tacking on titles as we go, and she tries to keep that smile from becoming any more pronounced.
[11:28] <Hanamat> All around, it's made difficult. But now they have a direction to follow, that questioning taking an interesting turn. "Oh? You've been making the Manor Brawlers hump each other? I think we're going to have to have specifics, Moonpie," Hanamat decides then and there, before thrusting out a fresh sheet of paper and pushing the marker into Moon's chubby hand. "Details! We need names and dates,
04[11:28] <Hanamat> who humped who, and what positions they were taking!" She turns to give Pandora a wink, before leaning nearer to steal another soft kiss, very close to giggles again. "Pan, do you have anything to add, what details do we need here?"
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[11:38] <+[W]Pandora> Really now, how was a girl to keep from cracking up into a fit of giggles, that alone would award the red heads swanky trophies. But she does, the Sin near shaking from the effort of not laughing even if her eyes near glow from the sheer enjoyment of this moment "so you thought you could get away with it huh?" She seeks of Moon upon her unwitting confession.
[11:38] <+[W]Pandora> If the Blood Prince wasn't allowed to smoke around her Moon certainly wouldn't be plus.. pretty sure Carmen would bury Moon under a new patio if the catgirl stole the gatecrashers smokes again. "I think it's very important. So does my associate here. Hana Von Winkle, game character humping specialist. She's here to investigate the improper treatment of
[11:38] <+[W]Pandora> pixilated civilians." Seems legit. Speaking of, that soft kiss is met and returned, a playful smirk upon those full lips and a wiggle of her brows "oh, no, I think you covered it." Looking back to Moon now and jabbing a leather coloured finger on the table, catching one of the chicken arts (Dom) right in the eye "you heard the lady! Names! Details! DETAILS!"
[11:38] <+[W]Pandora> ok this was getting silly. Funny as hell though.
[11:39] <+[W]Pandora> (Leather covered*))
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4[11:49] <+MOON> How was this happening? She was supposed to be investigating Pandora, not being investigated, herself! But, lacking in wit and the self-belief required to stick to her guns, Moon finds herself only too easy becoming the subject of the inquisition, with her hand suddenly filled with pen and her chair once again filled with ass. Because she had sat back down again, relieving the table of her bulk and freeing up space for her to get
04[11:49] <+MOON>  to regaling! "..I duh-.. ngh-.. I didn't..!" But Hana was a persuasive, oddly persistent sort and so, despite herself, Moon finds herself before long doing as instructed and, under the added weight of Pandora's demands, admitting: "Ghnn-..!! Ff-.. fine! I have created Selissa and Kain to do bumps into each other! Standing sex position! They have bumped until she has FINISH HIMed!" There was more. Of course there was more. But sh
04[11:49] <+MOON> e knew her rights! Or, she didn't.. but she knew at least -one- right that she had: "..Pandora. I will enjoy to have my one phone call now. I sort of know my rights." With Hana's role in this being so organic, she could no longer be trusted to perform the role of the good cop. So it is Pandora to whom Moon makes her appeal, adding for good measure: "Give to me one phone call or I will use the right to remain VIOLENT."
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[11:51] <+MOON> "Also, I have done my signed confession." Moon turns the piece of paper around on the table so that the two could read it. So that they could read the grumpy face that says 'yu 2 shut upp'. Signed 'innocunt moon'.
04[11:51] <Hanamat> There does come a point at which keeping a straight face becomes difficult, nay, impossible. And somewhere between stealing that kiss and Pandora becoming Bad Cop, Hanamat finds she's unable to contain a titter, a soft giggle or two coming from her as she then turns, thumping a fist upon the table to make a loud sound, as if she's playing some part in the interrogation and trying to make it
[11:51] <Hanamat> sound good. "You'd best be answering her, suspect Moonpie... there's a lot at stake here! The bacon! Think of the bacon! Why won't anybody think of the bacon?" Wait. She glances to one side, considering her fellow interrogator of the Redhead Squad. "Wait... Van Winkle? I haven't slept /that/ long, have I?" She strokes her chin, not feeling a long white beard there. Else she'd know herself to
04[11:51] <Hanamat> be still asleep. Probably. Meanwhile she takes up a second marker, but realizing that Pandora's hands are covered by those gloves, doesn't write on them as she'd intended. But then matters turn serious. Ominous. "A phone call? Wait... you still have Runesoul's phone, don't you? I suppose we'll allow you to make one call on that, before we go and take you away to the slammer. It's not a good
04[11:51] <Hanamat> thing to be in your position right now, you know... Sergeant Pandora, what do you think we should be doing with this reprobate, hmm? Thirty days in the cooler? No, wait, that's Charlotte's thing." She taps her lip, realizing she needs to reconsider.
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04[12:08] <+[W]Pandora> It was simple really, Hana and Pan were a slippery sort and quickly used anything and everything around them to their advantage and that sometimes included impromptu interrogations. As Moon sits Pandora stands, palms resting on the edge of the table and fingers tucked under the surface "so you made Selissa, poor innocent defen-..." even she wasn't buying
[12:08] <+[W]Pandora> that "Kain! Poor Kain, you inflicted that upon him?! The horror that is Selissa! /how could you/" she was going for mock disgust but it just ended up sounding like a choked laugh. Damnit this was hard! "Who will you call?! Why what are you trying to hide?!" The right to remain violent.. if Moo. Turned really and truly violent the redheads were done for. That
04[12:08] <+[W]Pandora> paper is produced and Pan shoves away from the table and turns her back to Moon.. her body shaking with silent laughter, this was fucking insane. A few deep breaths and she turns back around and makes the mistake of looking at the near giggling Hana, a giggle coming from her a moment later.. damnit Hana! Even as the fist comes down Pan is covering her mouth
[12:08] <+[W]Pandora> again, forcing the laughter to stay back. Acting skills were not helping here. Bacon bacon, that woulf grab Moons attention "those sweet bacon elves." She offers helpfully. The mention of the name gets a shrug and 'fucked if I know' expression, it was literally the first thing that came to mind! "Rune will be so pissed if we still have that phone, I'm pretty
[12:08] <+[W]Pandora> sure she had remortgage her apartment just to pay the last phone bill, Moon kept calling sex lines and asking them for pizza-.." oh right they were doing something "Charlotte might share the freezer... apparently they both have a /thing/ going on..eyey" waggling her eyebrows suggestively at the mention of Moon and Char.. ih yes, even death wouldnt make the
[12:08] <+[W]Pandora> Sinnomancer didn't miss gossip.
04[12:16] <+MOON> While Suchah still retained possession of poor Runesoul's mobile phone, Moon at the very least still had access to Temple's - even if it was short on both SIM card and battery power! That doesn't stop Moon, however, as she hesitates.. before reaching up and then down, plunging her hand into the seemingly endless crevice between exaggerated breasts to retrieve that long since useless mobile phone. Watching both Hana and Pandora su
04[12:16] <+MOON> spiciously, Moon turns half-away from the pair before lifting the phone up to her ear.. "Hello Viagra Company, it is me,-..!" Moon squeaks as Pandora snaps, dropping the mobile which lands neatly enough in her tit crack to find itself sort of.. sinking back into obscurity while Moon is pulled from answering accusations to thinking about bacon. And bacon elves! "..I suddenly.. must now call.. sex lines very suddenly.." All that th
[12:16] <+MOON> inking about Sayltna and Rihna has Moon fishing around for the phone again, grunting and jiggling about as she tries to retrieve it from its fleshy, booby prison. "..Me and Charlotte do -not- have any single thing that is going on! Innocent! INNOCENT! INN-.." She manages to retrieve something from her cleavage - but it isn't a phone! "Uhnnh.." Damnit. A Charlotte egg. Forced out of the ice fairy during one of their intimate littl
[12:16] <+MOON> e 'sessions'. 
[12:21] <Hanamat> It is all too simple really, the Redhead Squad being deft and devious at the best of times, and if they are not slippery enough already, there will be time for that later when the scarlet-haired girl takes her crimson companion off somewhere more private and oils her up from head to toe with something delightfully scented, and much fun will be had. But for now the stuff of daydreams must
[12:21] <Hanamat> wait, for there is serious business afoot, as they try to crack the case wide open. The Mystery of Moon and the Missing Bacon, by Nom Nom Nom. Kain, Selissa... she's not sure who would be worse there, for both those villains are... wait. She's lost track. The villain is before them, pleading her case for innocence of all crimes and doing a piss-poor job at it. "Who's she gonna call?
[12:21] <Hanamat> Ghostbusters, maybe?" She taps her lip, pondering. "Somehow I think this case won't be solved with bacon." She sits by, exchanging bemused looks with the Sinnomancer, and... wait, she hadn't expect Moon to have the phone on her person! So much for that attempt at wrangling more information from the nekomimi in exchange for her call. Dammit! "She's got a phone! How did she..." She pauses,
04[12:21] <Hanamat> perhaps Pandora won't know that much, given that she's been out of action for a bit. But Hanamat doesn't know either, and granted she's not been awake to half the stuff that goes on sometimes. "I'm thinking we need to get Rihna and Sayltna both down here, don't you, Pan? They might have some stern questions for Miss Moonpie here... and they might be very stern questions indeed, don't you
04[12:21] <Hanamat> think?" Viagra. Viagra. She's immediately recalling the many boxes stacked in that empty bedroom near Pandora's own, still there, so far as she knows. She can't keep a straight face. This is getting harder. As it should, with an infusion of viagra. Her lip quirks, she looks to Pan again, and then she loses it. She slips from the table, collapsing into a chair as she begins to giggle helplessly,
[12:21] <Hanamat> pounding on the table as she laughs herself to the point of tears, drawing great breaths only to laugh them away in an instant. Moon 1, Hanamat 0.
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[12:36] <+[W]Pandora> Temples phone, wow it had been a while since she seen that,  no wonder if it was lost to the abyss that is Moons boob crack. But there it was and the Viagra company? How can they help?! Granted the Sinnomancer is blissfully unaware of such items in a room.. /blissfully/ unaware. "NO! No more calls" she yells suddenly.. and then she looks off to the side and
[12:36] <+[W]Pandora> ponders before shrugging and looking back to Moon... "plus the company had a restraining order put against you. You're not allowed to call them, remember?" Maybe that happened in a dream, it was likely real though. The rooting and retrieval of... "what the fuck is that?!" She squints at the 'egg' for a moment before scrunching her nose up and leaning back
04[12:36] <+[W]Pandora> "nasty.." she muttered looking over to Hana, naughty little scarlet one, such sinful thoughts and musings, terrible indeed. The mention of ghostbusters naturally has the crimson one humming the movie theme song, its law. It has to be done. But then the new idea is offered and Pan stops and grins "aaah yeah.... Thats a nice idea.." and she turns toward the
04[12:36] <+[W]Pandora> stairs and, in true Pan style /bellows/ "RIHNA, SAYLTNA! MOON HAS BEEN MAKING Y'ALL FUCK ON MANOR SMASH!" beaming she turns back to Moon and Hana.. and Hana is down, just like that.. shit, one redhead left standing now.. she wasn't dealing so well, but she was trying.. putting her hands to her hips, to a belt that wasn't there, to guns that weren't hanging
04[12:36] <+[W]Pandora> there.. she widens her stance, narrows her eyes and acts like she's chewing a toothpick, just Moon and Pan.. "you feelin' lucky, punk?" Her fingers twitch slightly, ready to grab invisible guns. Wait... wasnt this something else a moment ago?
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04[12:46] <domo> "..just-.. just get from out of my breasts the phone! Pandora! It has happened again!" Moon, disregarding and discarding the egg, bleats for assistance, standing up, bending forwards and, right in front of Pandora's face, -yanking- her shirt down to nearly entirely expose her naturally hefty fat-girl tits. "You must d-.. you must frisk me on the body, Pandora! Go in to get the phone!" It was only natural
04[12:46] <domo> that Pandora, whether good or bad cop, inspect the suspect for contraband, right? "I just am so turned on right now from your speakings of bacon and girls I fancy! I must make my one phone call so fast! Put your 'long arm of the laws' into my tits and HELP m-..!" Somewhere along the way, her meaty little paw (actually a hand) finds itself plunging so deeply between the tightly bundled (Pan's bras were a p
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04[12:46] <MOOON> unier fit than normal these days) breasts that it too becomes wedged. "..." Awesome. And now Hana was laughing, prompting the smallest, most reluctant of snortlelaffs to begin Moon's whine: "Plghughah.. Hana..! My hand! It has became ate by my own-.." Oh no. Ohhh, Pandora. Pandora, spurred on by Hana. Getting Rihna and Sayltna involved. Moon tries to scramble across the table, one hand still swallowed up
04[12:46] <MOOON> by her chest and disabling her ability to effectively prop herself up, leaving her sprawled out even less gracefully than usual on the table. "Mnnngh-..! Do not scream their names! It also turns me on!!" Hana, by now, was down for the count, having managed to laugh herself into debilitation.. which indeed left Pandora and Moon. Left them to do.. something. What was even going on at this point? Whatever it
04[12:46] <MOOON>  was and whatever her situation, she wasn't about to let Pandora's sudden challenge go unmet and so, wiggling and squirming her way back to her feet and with her arm still stuck in her own cleavage, she takes her position across from Pandora. It was showdown time. For some goddamn reason. "..your bed is not big enough for the two of us.." she grumbles ominously back. It kind of wasn't big enough anymore,
[12:47] <MOOON> to be fair.
[12:51] <Hanamat> If it descends from the silly to the absurd to the altogether ridiculous, is there any reason Hanamat would not be in helpless laughter by this point? She's stuck it out steadfastly to that point, but sooner or later defeat was at hand, and she's surrendered to it wholeheartly. Her face is red by now as she giggles and tries to get a breath, failing miserably. Now she's reminded, reminded
04[12:51] <Hanamat> very specifically, of the dangers in hanging out with these two. Pandora's left to defend the honor of the Redhead Squad, and fortunately she's made of sturdier stuff, maintaining the charade as their Moonterrogation goes south, then southwest, drifting away on a current and ending on a tropical island somewhere, to slouch down with Daiquaris and maybe a Pina Colada or two. Oh dear. She tries
04[12:51] <Hanamat> to gather herself, listening, wiping at her eyes as she glances up at Pandora, and then Moon is upon the table, or leaning over it, leaving Hanamat to roll clear before anything happens there. Is there peril in it? Best be safe! "RIHNA! SAYLTNA! HELP! HELP!" Now that's been brought into play, she can't not use that, and if crying out those names does distract Moon quite effectively, she's
[12:51] <Hanamat> going to make good use. "Bacon elves, assemble!" That's as much as she manages before she collapses into more helpless laughter, knowing she's not fit for much else, but she does try, by now having slipped out of the chair and halfway to the floor, holding to the leg of the table to try and drag herself upright. "I think if it's come to this... well, we've had a good run, haven't we?" Bananas
[12:51] <Hanamat> at ten paces? Throwing apples? She's not really sure what kind of a duel would fit such a situation, except that it probably requires sombreros or other equally ridiculous hats.
[13:04] <+[W]Pandora> "What? My bed is plenty big!" Really the lack of grace was something in itself to behold... the rolling and writhing the tits in her face... its not the fleshy boobiness of tit to the eye that causes her to straighten up ever so slightly, its something else that caught her attention.. ".... is that my bra?" Of course it was. Man, woman can't even have a bra
[13:04] <+[W]Pandora> to herself "oh its so on!" She made a show of pulling those sleeves up, without actually doing so, and resuming her semi squat hands at her side stance, eyes on the Moon.. so determined in this... whats ever this may be. Nothing ever went in a straight line, nothing was ever simple, Alice went down the rabbit hole and what she found was still saner than this
[13:04] <+[W]Pandora> fucking madness. Hanas giggles push against the Sins resolve, beating against her and wearing her down bit by bit, the corner of her mouth quivering with fought back laughter.  Oh the scarlet one still had her back even if down, the holla for the elves once again ringing through the halls of the manor, no doubt rousing images in the mind of Moon... but then
[13:04] <+[W]Pandora> she did have visions herself of superhero posing elves sporting bacon-chuks and hamblades. Ridiculous. "If this is how it ends we had a good run." She confirms.. eyes on Moon.. there were no apples or bananas, no daiquiris either.. but what she does have... "Moon... THINK FAST!" and before she even finishes saying that shes throwing herself at the catgirl,
[13:04] <+[W]Pandora> and now she can't stop the laughter, it pours from her in waves as she clashes with the tubby one and, taking her down or not, starts to tickle the catgirl mercilessly "ADMIT DEFEAT!" She chokes our between bursts of laughter.
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[13:09] <Hanamat> And then there are two! If she can't breathe, if she can't get out a coherent thought, there's not one but two redheads upon the Moon suddenly, and Hanamat is tickling as well! Mind, she's crawled to get there, and taken a moment to get into the fray, but Redheads versus Moon in that moment seems a good combination, and if brain and brawn have both failed them all spectacularly, it's down to
04[13:09] <Hanamat> fingers, and tickles! She's not much help at anything else, but yes, Hanamat does have Pan's back in that. Whether she succeeds or no, they're going down putting up a good fight!
[13:18] <+Temple> "weeeeeeh." came a sound from afar. Like a clarion, a call of crows from the end of days. It sounded distantly, and then again nearer. "Weeeeeh." it went, an echo down endless halls and a resonance that could be felt at the top of the hearing range. It was uncomfortable, for sure. A tattoo of a beat, fast and consistent, sounded as it too got louder. "Weeeeeeeh!" it went, nasal and holler-loud.
[13:18] <+Temple> The rhythmic beating was soon known for what it was: A pair of running feet. And just like that, Temple was appearing in the Atrium armed to the teeth. "WEEEEEEEH!" With an air horn. "Vigilante justice! PSHHHHHH." And a can of party string. The former was sounded repeatedly, like a made up flashbang in the SWAT raid of his imagination, and the former was deployed with reckless abandon to
[13:18] <+Temple> spray the tickling duo and their poor victim. "GET UP, WE GOTTA BLOW THIS JOINT. WEEEEEEEEEEH!"
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04[13:26] <ddd> Moon isn't really given a chance to react quickly enough, with the only forewarning coming in the form of Pandora's demand that she 'think fast' and with her attempt to do just that resulting in little more than the gurgled: "ButIhaveoverweightbrain..!!" It would take quite a lot of force to knock the very, very lowly centered Moon down - or it would take imbalance, which on this occasion is easily achieved, what with one hand still
[13:26] <ddd>  stuck down the front of her shirt. "Mnngh-..!" she grunts, one arm flailing loosely and unproductively! Before, with the addition of Hana, she is toppled! And as emphatically as ever, taking out along with her yet another table! Smash! Flattened. "Nn-..!! N-nngh-..!! No, d-hahahaha-.. hanhgh-..! Ssstt-.. stop..! I ca-..!" Very ticklish at the best of times, the recently Megafied Moon presents an even bigger, even easier target for
[13:26] <ddd> naughty fingers. And so she is helpless, unable to guard enough of herself as she rolls and jiggles and flails around uselessly. "Mnnghahanahegh-..!! Yhghah-urp-hahngh-..! This is HANASSMENT! St-.. stop! It-.. it-.. I-.!!"
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04[13:37] <+[W]Pandora> With the help of Hana the Redhead Squad are well on their way to winning, an easy victory in some ways but a win is a win and her Pride will take it! The heft of Moon does jostle the pair a lot, Pan tries to find grip with her legs with no luck so just ends up tickling where ever her hands fall, perhaps a boob grope now and then, and not just Moons. "Submit!
[13:37] <+[W]Pandora> Tap out!" She giggles... then the strange sound catches her attention, not enough to stop he yet but enough to make her aware of something... something... Temple shaped... and armed?! Oh no, the redheads had not prepared for this! .... or anything, actually.. at all. But the appearance of Temple and the attack of silly string has her squealing like a little
[13:37] <+[W]Pandora> bitch. Rolling over and down beside Moon, using her sister as cover before popping her head up, grabbing Hana and pulling her to a near by toppled table to squat behind "you'll never get away with this!!! We will have our revenge!" Man what she wouldn't do for a Nerf gun right now.
[13:38] <+[W]Pandora> ".... VERONICA!!! WE NEED WEAP-... wait she uses real ones.. NEVER MIND!!" and she resumes her hiding.
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04[13:44] <Hanamat> Silly string! Ack! As Hanamat is doused with that deadliest of projectiles, still the scarlet-haired girl struggles on, and continues to tickle Moon mercilessly, helping Pan in any way she can, even if she's giggling every much as anyone else where, when she's not even the one being tickled. Just can't help it! The Moon is down, that is a victory! Is it? Well, the fact they have the catgirl
04[13:44] <Hanamat> wriggling does say something about their combined efforts, and soon enough she moves to halfway sit on that rotund form as well, holding her down, about as effective an anchor as a feather or bit of dandelion fluff. She glances up then, finally noticing that reinforcements have arrived... and not theirs! She tumbles away with Pandora, halfway dragged off their conquest as they huddle behind
04[13:44] <Hanamat> that table. "Dammit, this just got serious!" And then a scarlet-crowned head peeks up from behind that table to consider Temple, the fiend, the traitor! "Now what?" She glances to Pandora, trying to work out an effective battle plan. "Think we can take them both?" She might try, though dealing with one of them is bad enough, let alone both.
[13:48] <+Temple> "Get up, for fuck's sake! If we don't get the President out of that bomb chamber, the scientists will get the Formula and we'll all be up shit creek! They're gonna detonate a dirty emp low grade high yield inverted pulse bomb inside the President's internet if we don't go now! Fuck!" he screeched obscenities and pulled uselessly at Moon's arm as she flailed, getting beaten about the face and
[13:48] <+Temple> shoulders while he sounded that horn and continued on expounding about the evil redhead schemes. They declared revenge, after all! "Hnnnnnngh!!" He had dropped everything and was now pulling at Moon's arm, hopefully sliding her a little and likely not at all.
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04[13:58] <domo> "PANDORA DO NOT USE DISGUISE OF TICKLES FOR GROPEFEELS TO HANA'S PHYSIQUE." Moon does manage to squeal between belting great howls of laughter/despair, with Hana's position on top of her at least convincing her to not roll too violently, less she pancake her delicate friend. But hark! What was that sound? Moon stiffens up, with one arm down by her side and the other half-swallowed up by tit fat as to her rescue comes.. Temple! Co
[13:58] <domo> mpleting the quartet in the nick of time! And bringing with him his own offering of pantomime! "Temple-..!" she breathlessly splutters, being tugged along and eventually motivated to rollll onto her front.. then onto her knees.. and then finally to her feet, picking herself up off the wreckage of the table and panting: "..Temple..! Thanks for.. for telling me.. everything that already I have known. Thanks, oh-.. 'oh, thanks, poin
[13:58] <domo> t-dexter'." Clearly she was set on being the beefy hero, relegating Temple to tech nerd whizzkid. Man, it felt good to have something like that be her chief concern.
[13:59] <domo> lest*
[14:00] <+[W]Pandora> And while those two did what they did Pan looked at Hana, replying to her.. "I'd normally deploy the age old art of "boobs" but..." she looked down at Hanas bare chest ".. kind of doesn't work unless they are rarely seen... hey maybe we could cover them up?!" Still probably wouldn't work but it was the best she had. Peaking around at Temps ramblings and
[14:00] <+[W]Pandora> raising a brow "I honestly don't think we have to do much.. they are likely to hurt themselves more than we could hurt them." Again she giggles dipping back behind their hidey spot.. true enough between Moon and Temple they were as good as done for. Hana and Pan on the other hand.. seasoned survivors. Using their surroundings to.. "ooh!" She scrambles on
[14:00] <+[W]Pandora> hands and knees across the floor, coming up to the sofas and pulling the cushions off, a grin to Hana.. use what you have. And she'd toss a few cussions to the scarlet one before grabbing her own and crawling back "okay.. first wave of attack.." she grabbed up the big cushion, moving to crouch on the balls of her feet "ok.. ready.. one, two.." by time she
[14:00] <+[W]Pandora> said three she was up the cushion launched sidelong through the air and straight for the head area of one or both the fleeing Freedom Fighters of Owl. She'd drop back down and grab her backup cushion near instantly.. waiting to see what happened from the Eagle Repression Redhead accessory attack.
[14:06] <Hanamat> "Well, boobs has become such a standard attack that we've probably lost the advantage of them by now," Hanamat notes with a silly grin, and with another peek up over the barricade, giggles as Temple and Moon regroup, and prepare to rally. "Meanwhile, they're scurrying about like rats, trying to work out their next move, no?" A timely reminder, as those two fiends are indeed working to turn
[14:06] <Hanamat> the tables (those not already overturned) on the Redhead Squad. She listens, watches, and decides to follow Pandora's lead in that, for the Sinnomancer is a crafty one and has an eye for these things, probably. "We could stay put, but that's not as much fun," she notes, nodding but then watching as her fellow Squadmate crawls out, taking a risk out in the open to retrieve those cushions, and
[14:06] <Hanamat> - success! Catching one, two, she gets a firm grip on one with each hand, and swinging them to test, once, twice, and then follows her fearless leader's charge. "CHARGE!" Yes, it does seem important to shout it out. She kicks aside a can of silly string as she hastens across, leaping at the nearest foe. Is that Temple? Temple's head? Well, it's not now, it's a target, and she begins to flail
[14:06] <Hanamat> about with the cushions like crazy, buffeting and bapping him with one, the other, no art to it but mad desperation to subdue the rebel, the fiend. "Down you go! Surrender! Give up and we'll take you alive!"
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[14:13] <+Temple> The sunny grin that he flashed might have had a lens flare on it, with the thumbs up so picturesque that it should have been a poster. Like, one of the smaller posters that were off to the side like of the big cardboard standee of the hero that moved and shit. You know what's going on here. The pose was a second too long before looking up at the incoming cushion. "CHIEF!" he cried, and then
[14:13] <+Temple> did a slow motion move into the way to let the thing bip off of his chest. God, it was like someone had shot him. A hand went over his chest and his head threw back. "GAWD WHYYYY?" he howled, sinking to his knees and holding his chest. A ragged breath. "Chief... Chief, you gotta get outta here... Save... her..." he reached dramatically for the beefy hero before the bipping and swinging
[14:13] <+Temple> proceeded from Hana. "OH FUCK CHIEF GO NOW THEY'RE COMING AGLAGLAGLAGLHH." His arms swung up to ward off the cushion swinging before he'd collapse onto his back. "Momma said there'd be days like this..." he rasped before going still.
[14:26] <domo> "Quick! Hu-.. Dexter van Nerdlinger! Hack their vaginas! Put a very dirty bomb into their flaps! Blow them.. away! Put-..!!" Moon blinks, standing stock still as Temple dives into action, taking the whomp for her. And then hitting the ground at her feet. "..." With the inability to lie came an inability to act - but she does try her very best, stooping down at Temple's side (regardless of the pummeling she was sure to get from th
[14:26] <domo> e frenzied redheads which she mindlessly endures) and, while staring at him flatly, assuring: "..do not worry about being dead, okay? I will get a tattoo of you. There there." Her hand comes out, patting Temple on the forehead throughout the presumably sustained attack (cuz it's hard to follow with all my disconnects!) and murmuring: "..the statue of liberty cries tears for your loss, son. There, there." Pat pat. Pat. Pat. "There
[14:26] <domo> , there, there, there, there.." Pat pat. Pat.
[14:27] <domo> Whomp whomp whomp whomp.
[14:28] <Hanamat> Unsure of where her fellow Squadmate has ended up in the chaos of flying cushions and melee and chaos, Hanamat strides through the imagined smoke, since lens flares probably require smoke as well in the nature of random added effects, probably in post-production if we want to make it a safe breathing environment. Which IT IS NOT! Not when every new move and ridiculous event succeeding the
[14:28] <Hanamat> last sets her off in more and more giggles. And then, she soon moves to stand over the fallen foe, brushing that scarlet hair aside, and realizing what she's done... remorse fills her heart (along with more giggles beside) and then the scarlet one goes to her knees beside the body, cradling him in her arms. "Oh god, why? WHY?" she cries out to the rafters, notwithstanding that she was the
[14:28] <Hanamat> foe merely a moment before. It's the acting, you understand. She's dropped the cushions, and leans down to kiss Temple fondly, a gesture of respect and fondness for a fallen foe. And there is Moon too, offering her own remorse and moment of... wait, Moon? Another foe! She rolls aside, realizing she's now endangered again, reaching for a pillow, then noting the silly string, and with a desperate
[14:28] <Hanamat> stretch, grasps hand to it, and then whirls about, spraying all and sundry with whatever's left within the can.
[14:31] <+[W]Pandora> And that was a win? They had come out on top? A man down and a woman fallen at his side. The women of Red are victorious? Honestly it was hard to tell and at this point in time, while the gang plays out slowmo action Pandora opts for the slowmo hair flick of L'Oréal and coca cola sipping of her drink before wiping a hand across her brow and 'aaah'ing.
[14:31] <+[W]Pandora> Because fuxk knows whats going down over there with those guys.
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[14:37] <+Temple> "That's legit, though." he whispered to Moon as  he played dead through the patting and comforting. As he was scooped up, he pulled a cushion over his junk while Hana kissed him. Because for fuck's sake, sometimes Zi taught people to kiss and it was crazy. Laying uselessly, sprayed with silly string, he merely laid there a while longer before raising a hand. "I'm so fuckin' hungry, though.
[14:37] <+Temple> Let me know when this is over because my mouth tastes like bacon now and I'm fucking ravenous."
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[14:40] <Hanamat> "I think there's some more bacon over by the buffet," Hanamat murmurs then, finally breaking character and giving a giggle, putting the empty can down and leaving Moon to help the stringed Temple up, taking a fresh plate, piling on toast and bacon, making more sandwiches the like of which she served Moon earlier. "Come and get some then, Hungry! Moon might have worked up enough appetite for
[14:40] <Hanamat> a second helping, for all I know..." And soon she has that plate down on a table which has remained uptoppled and unturned, beckoning the hungry warriors across to eat their fill. For her part, she moves to claim a bottle of wine from behind the bar, popping the cork and lobbing that away as she moves across to sit and join them.
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[14:42] <domo> "Temple, what is.. what is the age of the thing we are in?" Moon hisses privately down to him. "Is it.. film that is for people who are PG-years-old? It is for children also? Or can I now call Pandora and Hana 'massive cunts' for how they have killed you when it just was so close to your days of retiring? Can I call them this word?" Silly spring or not, the charade does reach a natural conclusion of sorts
[14:42] <domo> , with the dastardly Red Army winning and with Moon, if a little bit confused, giddy with the sense of belonging once again. She stands up, her hand still plunged between her breasts where it seemed certain to stay but that particular predicament by now largely ignored. Who cares if your hand's stuck in your tits? Pandora was back and she had brought with her the return of this happy, family dynamic. The
[14:42] <domo> missing piece. "
[14:42] <domo> string*
[14:56] <+[W]Pandora> She still stood back a little from the three watching them with a loving smile. With a soft laugh she went about picking up tables and chairs, replacing cushions and what not while the three got their breakfast.
[15:01] <+Temple> "You have to use your catchphrase now, whatever it is. Come up with a catchphrase and use it." he grinned and sat up, coming to his feet so he could get down next to the pile of food that Hana had made. He grinned brightly and then realized that his stomach was turning sour. And so, he was up for that pot of tea. It was only a moment or two before he came back with it, and remembered a thing.
[15:01] <+Temple> "Moon, you can't have any of this. You'll break my teacup again and then I won't have one." An eye shifted toward Pandora, who was /cleaning/. Like, honestly cleaning. "...weird."
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[15:08] <domo> A catchphrase? Moon, all silly strung up and pretty exhausted from the adventure that their morning had become, straightens herself up and delivers her hastily conceived zinger: "..I have the right to remain VIOLENT..!" Not that there was much room for genuine violence today or, now that Pan was back, any time for the foreseeable future as far as Moon was concerned, the oversized catgirl trotting spiritedly along with Temple back
[15:08] <domo>  towards her sister to whom she chimes: "Pandora, when Temple has slept last night I have done to him a sperms count, by the way. I have done a measure of his ball size to check the number of sperms inside and I have knowed now how he has not used -any- of them when you were gone. Not -any-. Not a single sperms!" She talks conveniently over the teacup talk.
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[15:11] <+[W]Pandora> Cleaning was a stretch, she was fixing the tables.... ok she was cleaning, her mother had gone ape shit over her lack of housekeeping while she was back home and so...this madness.was now a thing. A chair is put upright and tucked away beneath the table when Moon speaks she looks around with a smirk "Temple doesn't...urm... yeah that doesn't mean anything
[15:11] <+[W]Pandora> but thank you for checking anyway." She laughed and moved over to where her water still was, grabbing thr bottle before taking a seat at a nearby table... near Temps food where she quick swiped a pancake or bacon or what ever. Nibbling at it "so, whats the plan now?" She kicked off a shoe before tucking the foot under her ass.
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[15:23] <+Temple> "Mm... my balls? Wait, what?" he asked, mid-stuffing a bacon buttie into his mouth. He stopped and dropped the thing, it falling apart on his plate. "...what did you use? Like, a ruler or something?  Did you break out the calipers to see if my balls had gotten too big?" He didn't even TRY to comprehend the idea that Moon had snuck into his room in the middle of the night to do this, without
[15:23] <+Temple> him noticing. She was clearly impossibly powerful when she put her mind to things! The sandwich was hastily reconstructed. "And hey, were you even worried about that?" he asked Pandora, looking at her with a tilt of his head. "For real, now."
[15:34] <+[W]Pandora> Giggling around her stolen bacon as Temple comes to terms, again, with how twisted Moon can be when she gets an idea in her head "she probably just cupped you or something." Mumbled between giggles. But soon enough Temp is talking to her "worried about what? Your balls or the tables?" She finished off the bacon piece frowning at the grease on her gloves,
[15:34] <+[W]Pandora> leaning over and plucking a napkin free to clean them "the tables because we toppled them, it was just something to do. I don't know" she shrugged, scrunching the napkin up and throwing it at him "your nuts I'm not worried about, Moon got them covered it seems."
[15:36] <moonkillmenow> "They have feeled the weight of two normal-sized eggs. That is very heavy for balls plus scrote." Moon pipes up helpfully in between mouthfuls of bacon.
[15:44] <moonkillmenow> "But still it is not very big or heavy in weight such as Varrain's who I have put the balls of onto my head "by accident".." Moon spares her bacon-holding hand to flcik up the quotation marks before returning to stuffing her face again. "..Perhaps it is not Temple's balls that I have touched after all. Perhaps I just have grabbed Yael's instead."