Text ➥ June 19th ➥ Evening

[sermonize]

I apologize for this, but Sollux Captor is no longer in Death City. From what I understand he had been here for quite some time and had made quite a few friends. This is the reason I am sending this message out.

Perhaps we will be fortunate enough to have him within these walls once more.

Comments

[scribes]

There is still time to back out and save yourself from being tied to half a purrbeast.

[sermonize]

...I thought I already was. This is mere formality isn't it?

[scribes]

Oh that's right. Sorry, looks like it's too late to be saved. [She says it so candidly and then she stands up, lifting him up with ease as she does so. One arm is under his knees, and the other around his shoulders.]

I'm afurraid you're stuck with me, Good Sir.

[sermonize]

Mewlin, dear... If this is supposed to be some sort of damnation, then I didn't want to be saved in the first place.

[ grinning and oops. latching onto his gal's neck. ]

[scribes]

[Oh no puns, her greatest weakness. She lightly spins him around before dipping him down and bumping her nose against his.]

Then we'll be happily damned together. [Carefully, she sets his feet back down]

[sermonize]

[ nuzzles with Eskimo kisses. ]

I'll just settle on the happy.