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[heirofclockwork]

Who: John Egbert and anyone with a home!
When: Day 31, Morning
Where: All of the apartments. All of them.
What: It occurs to John that, in providing for two, he might need a home...

[He's being followed by an automous stuffed rabbit and a salamander that comes about to his waist. We understand if you're hesitant to answer the door, but if not, he wants to know:

any home for a single father and his daughter?]

Comments

[Apt X]

[canihavesome]

[This apartment has no door! And it looks empty. What do?]

[Apt X]

[heirofclockwork]

[He was taught to not intrude! So he'll just stick his head in all of that business, knocking and calling out loudly.] Hello? Anyone in here?

Re: [Apt X]

[canihavesome]

[this guy pokes his head out of one of the rooms]

What do you want?

[Apt X]

[heirofclockwork]

Oh! Hi there!

I'm John Egbert, this is Casey [Apparently the salamander...], aaaand... well, we're looking around for possible homes! I'm not really sure how things work here, I was just... kind of invited to live somewhere, in the last place I was!

Um, I promise she doesn't make a mess! She blows bubbles though... but she's the sweetest little girl ever! So if you have a room and some beds for us... oh, and a shelf for Liv!

[Apparently he's had this spiel rehearsed, the way he beams after getting it all out.]

Re: [Apt X]

[canihavesome]

[is fascinated by the salamander]

I just got here and I live alone. And as you can see, I'm super bare. If you want to stay, you'll have to get your own things from the gods.

[Apt X]

[heirofclockwork]

Did you? I did awhile ago, we've just been getting the food and kinda... hanging!

... so that means you don't have beds? Oh... I kind of need one for Casey at least, I can sleep on the floor...

Re: [Apt X]

[canihavesome]

What's so important about Casey?

[Apt X]

[heirofclockwork]

Oh! Well she's my daughter!

[And he keeps the straightest face, minus a light bite of his lower lip with his buck teeth, as he smiles slightly.]

Re: [Apt X]

[canihavesome]

How likely are you to murder people in their sleep?

[Apt X]

[heirofclockwork]

[... whoops. Pranksters Gambit lost. What???]

Um... not likely! I mean... I don't think? I'm not a killer!

Re: [Apt X]

[canihavesome]

[It's been a crazy few days]

Just checking.

Anyway, stay if you want. The other room's empty. I don't really care.

[outside Apt C]

[heroictale]

[this injured guy who's lost a lot of blood has parked himself next to the door of Apartment C and is... singing.

He has bandages here and there where chunks of flesh are missing but it's still considerably better than the state he was in yesterday.]

Re: [outside Apt C]

[memoeries]

[listening!]

Re: [outside Apt C]

[heroictale]

[the singing comes to an abrupt halt... and for a moment he's confused]

Re: [outside Apt C]

[memoeries]

That was a very nice song.

Re: [outside Apt C]

[heroictale]

[blinks]

Oh. Thanks. I have more if you like to listen.

Re: [outside Apt C]

[memoeries]

Oh, yes, that sounds wonderful.

Re: [outside Apt C]

[heroictale]

[finds another song to sing for her.]

Re: [outside Apt C]

[memoeries]

[sits down opposite him in the hallway.]

Re: [outside Apt C]

[heroictale]

[Will keep singing until he tires, which is at the end of this song]

Re: [outside Apt C]

[memoeries]

Are you a singer, sir?

Re: [outside Apt C]

[heroictale]

A storyteller. I'm Heron.

Re: [outside Apt C]

[memoeries]

A storyteller who sings! I am Nia; well met, Mister Heron.

Re: [outside Apt C]

[heroictale]

Well, there are stories in songs. I would offer you more but I'm afraid I'm still tired.

Re: [outside Apt C]

[memoeries]

It is all right. You have already sung two.