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Who: Slick
When: Day 51, Morning
Where: Baths!
What: murder! and i guess bathing

[idk what YOU are doing, but slick has gotten tired of being holed up and has headed downstairs to clear the baths of any renegade bathmonkeys so that he can then enjoy himself in a warm hotspring

he is still at the part where here is trying to stab the suckers though]

How could there even be this many...

[FEEL FREE TO USE AS SLICK POST OR GENERAL BATHMINGLE]

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I'll keep it in mind. She took your arm? [ gestures towards it, hn, want to touch. ]

[well i won't stop you from touching]

I gave it to her. It seemed better than being eaten alive until she had her fill.

She must have offered quite the convenience.

I had her get rid of my ability to feel sorrow.

. . . [ ah ]

And when you broke contract she gave it back.

Yes.

[ inhale, hm.

and reaches out to touch his arm stump thoughtfully. ]

For what reason?

[allows, clearly not overly bothered by that but watching you]

Why did I take it back? Hm... I get the feeling his majesty would be annoyed with me if I told you.

I can't imagine he's not annoyed with you currently.

[ thoroughly examining yes. ]

[hrmm]

He is, but I'm talented at balancing his moods with me. I'll tell you we had a deal and this was my end of it.

[ abruptly drops his hand to his side ]

You've seen a healer already.

Well, I didn't want to die.

But didn't recover your arm.

[ just. filling the silence now. ]

I'll get around to it.

[hmmm going to lean into your base a bit]

You seem a little distracted, priest.

It must not be terribly important then.

It's just an arm.

[ a shrug . . .

fills the silence again. ]

It is.

What are you looking for, priest?

. . .

Your company became more appealing after some thought.

Oh? How is that?

I did not think on it too hard.

That might be your problem, you know.

[moves his stub arm toward you but then has an awk moment where he remembers there's no hand on the end of that anymore]

[ drops his eyes to stare at that for a moment ]

. . . that I don't think on it too hard?

[sigh. touches on the cheek with the hand that is holding his cigarette]

You're trying so hard to 'do the right thing' but you get confused by your own actions. How you going to understand anything beyond yourself?

[ tilts his head, just slightly. His tone has changed but it's still robot, just a different kind of robot. ]

How? If anything is meaningful it makes itself known.