maladied | CYOA

Don't even look at me. Throw me away in your mind's eye like the trash I am.

Good gods, man, what has gotten into your head.

You're fine, Hansa. Please get your wit back before I start considering dunking you back in that damned well.

...

[Patting his face OKAY!!! GET IT!!! TOGETHER!]

Ugh. Sorry about that. It's...easy to think like that.

[THAT'S more like it. Sighs.]

Childermass seems to be in similar unpredictable affairs, if it's any consolation.

Oh? What's happening with him? Childermass...?

[SIR, HELLO?]

An interesting guest.

You'll find out sooner or later.

[ Now please imagine dealing with this for the last however many tags. He'll roll his eyes, though; if he's a monster what's the point of being so polite about it. Maybe he can drive them away if he's rude enough, even. ]

It'll pass. It comes and goes. The real question is whether he's still going to be like this when we leave here.

You are no exception, sir.

Are you aware of the sorts of things you're saying?

I did already warn you. [ BACK WHEN HE WASN'T AT A 20 ON THE SELF-LOATHING DELULU SCALE. ] Besides, if it's after you're worried about, it won't matter for that long, anyway.

Aye, you did. Which is why I have no issues asking you to pull your head out of your self-loathing ass for a moment and keep to the task at hand.

[ Please imagine the level of airplane ears he has right now. That one discord emote cat, you know the one.

But I rolled a 17 so sure we're dialing it back a bit. Fine. ]

If you insist. She's very particular in the way she answers things, isn't she?

Have we tested her ability to grant minor requests here? I see Childermass has picked up some interesting attire, but...

Both Ludger and Childermass have been healed of their injuries at request, and that little tea table over there by Ludger was also requested.

Not yourself, though? Wary of the repercussions?

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heartofcorundum - 2025-12-04 01:28 (UTC) - Expand

[ ...he can't even go over and put this moron in a headlock since, like, what if he's infectious? ]

Hansa. Shut up, or I'll sic Blade on you once we are out of this mess.

...

[SIIIIIIIGH, okay, he's feeling a little more Together.]

Please. [Dryly.] Anything but your very cute boyfriend.

[ Sir... ]

You really are asking for him to dog your every step for the next few days, aren't you?

[ Now he's gonna sic Blade on him even if he is feeling better. ]