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Who: Anyone.
When: Day 111, Late Afternoon
Where: Anywhere.
What: Mingle!

[ It's quiet, possibly too quiet. Inside the headquarters, the lights are powered down, but the building is still running. If you're leaving soon, you might want to grab things that you might need from the forest now. It's just another day in the jungle with your red lizagon friends. ]

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[punches him in the back of the head]

Shut up for a minute.

[looking up at Dellen]

Wanted to ask you somethin' anyway. Kid's collar, any chance you can get it off? I couldn't get it to cut last night.

It is not too early to begin watching your manners, child.

[headtilt to Senji]

His collar...?

[back to Nora]

Will you let me look at it?

*okay I've been hit enough now that I'm at least not going to shout at you again. Though puppy is going to rub his head and glare at Senji before responding. Tensing hard but tipping his head to let you look*

...don't hurt me.

[not even dignifying the glare with a response]

Why would I hurt you, child?

[reaching out to touch the collar, god inspecting it.

TELL AVIY ABOUT THE COLLAR]

...Cuz you could, and it'd be easy.

*It's made of magic kind of sort of! And tied to his life-force so the only way you're gonna get it off is to kill him. It's mostly there to keep his chaotic magic from spinning out of control and splitting him apart at an atomic level, as well as keeping his soul attached to his Thusia-body. Otherwise, it's not actually affecting his magic nearly as much as he thinks it is*

I do not like to cause harm, if you not threaten my children you are in no danger from me.

[stands back]

I cannot remover it. It is keeping you alive.

*shrugs at the first part, and then looks utterly crestfallen at the second part*

...That's a lie... That's got to be a lie...

I am sorry, your body will tear itself apart without it. There may be another god who could help, but I have no power over this.

*doesn't really have a response to this besides to kind of shut down for a bit, sorry*

[hand on puppy's head]

Thanks for lookin' lady.

*omg actual affection what do I even do with this. Hesitates for a moment, and then leans slightly into the touch*

[nods to Dellen and propels Nora towards the stairs, grabbing the crocagon on the way past]

Come on. I'll show you how to clean this thing up, kid.

*nods as he starts pulling himself back together, waiting for a long moment until he's sure his voice is under control before responding*

Yeah. Okay.

[back down to the third floor kitchen]

Usually do the messy stuff down here. Was a lot easier when the gods shacked up in the corner.

[sure is going to teach Nora how to make a neat mess of a very large creature, some of the meat going into the communal kitchen and the better pieces getting fixed to go back up to the apartment. plus there's the cleaning of the hide and bones, getting out the poison sac without damaging it, which gods take which pieces and where to toss the left overs so that there's not wild things crawling around the balcony outside]

*...there's something very therapeutic about tearing apart a large creature into bite-size pieces, even if we're doing it neatly. By the time it's done, puppy seems to be mostly back to his usual annoying self, if a little subdued*

Do you do this every day?

[success. he shrugs]

Don't get somethin' like this everyday.

It's a lot of fucking food.

Most of it goes to the communal kitchen.

For everyone? That's weird.

Why? Ain't like I can eat somethin' this big myself. I just like huntin' it.

*snorts, and then shrugs*

Just seems weird. ...you're gonna take some kinda first aid kit with you the next time you go out, right? Even if you have stupid-weird blood.

... Probably not.

[why lie about it]

*makes a face, and wonders whether he can sneak something like that into your gear, but doesn't argue*

Whatever. Not like I care. Go fucking kill yourself.

[snorts]

I ain't gonna die that easy.