[rp/ask blog]

au blog for characters run by the mod of @offical-osha

[of-many-timelines]

characters availabe:

mafia au!dennis [it/they/he] + mafia au!the horror [it/horror related pronouns] [@horrorosha]

experiment au!david [@oshafileclerk]

candy [au @immortalosha]

bloody faire [@rory-faire from the bloodbath au]

[of-many-timelines]

Wade has just gotten a contract on some guy named David Lector the contract states that he's to bring David in dead keeping the whole body for kill confirmation Wade wonders why the contractor wants David dead as during the time Wade took to learn his targets schedule he observed a kind man but that's not Wade's concern he opens the door to the restaurant (from Mafia au Wade aka deathlake of @deadpool-osha

[The restaurant is halfway to a bakery, perhaps more of a cafe than anything. It's been opened in the past month, with David helping oversee. He doesn't own the cafe, but he is the manager...]

[The restaurant is, despite it being perhaps mid-day, almost deathly quiet. The only person inside is David, who was just finishing up the repotting of a succulent.]

[He turns to look at Wade, seeming briefly surprised, and rushes to the counter.]

Welcome, [he calls.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade glares slightly he's repeating a matra in his head of don't interact with the target just get the kill done and collect your money Wade reaches for his gun

[of-many-timelines]

[This doesn't go unnoticed. David glances at his hands for a moment, smile unfaltering.]

Do you want something, honey?

[He reaches under the counter, ready to call in Marina if he needs to.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade seems slightly startled by this "um what do you serve?"

[of-many-timelines]

[He gestures to the menu, and to the nearby display case.] Mostly drinks and pastries. If you want something off our secret menu, honey, I'll think about a discount.

[deadpool-osha]

"secret menu? Like drugs or something?"

[of-many-timelines]

Oh, that'd be illegal. [His smile grows wider.]

[deadpool-osha]

"um... yeah I guess"

[of-many-timelines]

Anyways, what would you like, honey?

[deadpool-osha]

"um a pastry I guess?"

[of-many-timelines]

A pastry? What kind? We have plenty - how about you try one of our mystery meat pies? They're real good.

[deadpool-osha]

"... well I'd prefer to know what the mystery of them is"

[of-many-timelines]

Well, it wouldn't be a mystery, then, would it?

[He leans across the counter.] You look like an adventurous man. Why don't you give it a try? [He winks.]

[of-many-timelines]

Wade has just gotten a contract on some guy named David Lector the contract states that he's to bring David in dead keeping the whole body for kill confirmation Wade wonders why the contractor wants David dead as during the time Wade took to learn his targets schedule he observed a kind man but that's not Wade's concern he opens the door to the restaurant (from Mafia au Wade aka deathlake of @deadpool-osha

[The restaurant is halfway to a bakery, perhaps more of a cafe than anything. It's been opened in the past month, with David helping oversee. He doesn't own the cafe, but he is the manager...]

[The restaurant is, despite it being perhaps mid-day, almost deathly quiet. The only person inside is David, who was just finishing up the repotting of a succulent.]

[He turns to look at Wade, seeming briefly surprised, and rushes to the counter.]

Welcome, [he calls.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade glares slightly he's repeating a matra in his head of don't interact with the target just get the kill done and collect your money Wade reaches for his gun

[of-many-timelines]

[This doesn't go unnoticed. David glances at his hands for a moment, smile unfaltering.]

Do you want something, honey?

[He reaches under the counter, ready to call in Marina if he needs to.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade seems slightly startled by this "um what do you serve?"

[of-many-timelines]

[He gestures to the menu, and to the nearby display case.] Mostly drinks and pastries. If you want something off our secret menu, honey, I'll think about a discount.

[deadpool-osha]

"secret menu? Like drugs or something?"

[of-many-timelines]

Oh, that'd be illegal. [His smile grows wider.]

[deadpool-osha]

"um... yeah I guess"

[of-many-timelines]

Anyways, what would you like, honey?

[deadpool-osha]

"um a pastry I guess?"

[of-many-timelines]

A pastry? What kind? We have plenty - how about you try one of our mystery meat pies? They're real good.

[of-many-timelines]

Wade has just gotten a contract on some guy named David Lector the contract states that he's to bring David in dead keeping the whole body for kill confirmation Wade wonders why the contractor wants David dead as during the time Wade took to learn his targets schedule he observed a kind man but that's not Wade's concern he opens the door to the restaurant (from Mafia au Wade aka deathlake of @deadpool-osha

[The restaurant is halfway to a bakery, perhaps more of a cafe than anything. It's been opened in the past month, with David helping oversee. He doesn't own the cafe, but he is the manager...]

[The restaurant is, despite it being perhaps mid-day, almost deathly quiet. The only person inside is David, who was just finishing up the repotting of a succulent.]

[He turns to look at Wade, seeming briefly surprised, and rushes to the counter.]

Welcome, [he calls.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade glares slightly he's repeating a matra in his head of don't interact with the target just get the kill done and collect your money Wade reaches for his gun

[of-many-timelines]

[This doesn't go unnoticed. David glances at his hands for a moment, smile unfaltering.]

Do you want something, honey?

[He reaches under the counter, ready to call in Marina if he needs to.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade seems slightly startled by this "um what do you serve?"

[of-many-timelines]

[He gestures to the menu, and to the nearby display case.] Mostly drinks and pastries. If you want something off our secret menu, honey, I'll think about a discount.

[deadpool-osha]

"secret menu? Like drugs or something?"

[of-many-timelines]

Oh, that'd be illegal. [His smile grows wider.]

[deadpool-osha]

"um... yeah I guess"

[of-many-timelines]

Anyways, what would you like, honey?

[of-many-timelines]

Wade has just gotten a contract on some guy named David Lector the contract states that he's to bring David in dead keeping the whole body for kill confirmation Wade wonders why the contractor wants David dead as during the time Wade took to learn his targets schedule he observed a kind man but that's not Wade's concern he opens the door to the restaurant (from Mafia au Wade aka deathlake of @deadpool-osha

[The restaurant is halfway to a bakery, perhaps more of a cafe than anything. It's been opened in the past month, with David helping oversee. He doesn't own the cafe, but he is the manager...]

[The restaurant is, despite it being perhaps mid-day, almost deathly quiet. The only person inside is David, who was just finishing up the repotting of a succulent.]

[He turns to look at Wade, seeming briefly surprised, and rushes to the counter.]

Welcome, [he calls.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade glares slightly he's repeating a matra in his head of don't interact with the target just get the kill done and collect your money Wade reaches for his gun

[of-many-timelines]

[This doesn't go unnoticed. David glances at his hands for a moment, smile unfaltering.]

Do you want something, honey?

[He reaches under the counter, ready to call in Marina if he needs to.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade seems slightly startled by this "um what do you serve?"

[of-many-timelines]

[He gestures to the menu, and to the nearby display case.] Mostly drinks and pastries. If you want something off our secret menu, honey, I'll think about a discount.

[deadpool-osha]

"secret menu? Like drugs or something?"

[of-many-timelines]

Oh, that'd be illegal. [His smile grows wider.]

[of-many-timelines]

Wormwood enters Mr. Lector's cafe the plant being had heard that this was a good place for those who have a taste for human flesh (from Mafia au Wormwood @dont-starve-osha

Hello there. Welcome.

[David waves from the counter. There is one person sitting in the corner, sipping on coffee, but besides that, the cafe has no customers.]

[of-many-timelines]

Wade has just gotten a contract on some guy named David Lector the contract states that he's to bring David in dead keeping the whole body for kill confirmation Wade wonders why the contractor wants David dead as during the time Wade took to learn his targets schedule he observed a kind man but that's not Wade's concern he opens the door to the restaurant (from Mafia au Wade aka deathlake of @deadpool-osha

[The restaurant is halfway to a bakery, perhaps more of a cafe than anything. It's been opened in the past month, with David helping oversee. He doesn't own the cafe, but he is the manager...]

[The restaurant is, despite it being perhaps mid-day, almost deathly quiet. The only person inside is David, who was just finishing up the repotting of a succulent.]

[He turns to look at Wade, seeming briefly surprised, and rushes to the counter.]

Welcome, [he calls.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade glares slightly he's repeating a matra in his head of don't interact with the target just get the kill done and collect your money Wade reaches for his gun

[of-many-timelines]

[This doesn't go unnoticed. David glances at his hands for a moment, smile unfaltering.]

Do you want something, honey?

[He reaches under the counter, ready to call in Marina if he needs to.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade seems slightly startled by this "um what do you serve?"

[of-many-timelines]

[He gestures to the menu, and to the nearby display case.] Mostly drinks and pastries. If you want something off our secret menu, honey, I'll think about a discount.

[of-many-timelines]

Wade has just gotten a contract on some guy named David Lector the contract states that he's to bring David in dead keeping the whole body for kill confirmation Wade wonders why the contractor wants David dead as during the time Wade took to learn his targets schedule he observed a kind man but that's not Wade's concern he opens the door to the restaurant (from Mafia au Wade aka deathlake of @deadpool-osha

[The restaurant is halfway to a bakery, perhaps more of a cafe than anything. It's been opened in the past month, with David helping oversee. He doesn't own the cafe, but he is the manager...]

[The restaurant is, despite it being perhaps mid-day, almost deathly quiet. The only person inside is David, who was just finishing up the repotting of a succulent.]

[He turns to look at Wade, seeming briefly surprised, and rushes to the counter.]

Welcome, [he calls.]

[deadpool-osha]

Wade glares slightly he's repeating a matra in his head of don't interact with the target just get the kill done and collect your money Wade reaches for his gun

[of-many-timelines]

[This doesn't go unnoticed. David glances at his hands for a moment, smile unfaltering.]

Do you want something, honey?

[He reaches under the counter, ready to call in Marina if he needs to.]

[of-many-timelines]

Wade has just gotten a contract on some guy named David Lector the contract states that he's to bring David in dead keeping the whole body for kill confirmation Wade wonders why the contractor wants David dead as during the time Wade took to learn his targets schedule he observed a kind man but that's not Wade's concern he opens the door to the restaurant (from Mafia au Wade aka deathlake of @deadpool-osha

[The restaurant is halfway to a bakery, perhaps more of a cafe than anything. It's been opened in the past month, with David helping oversee. He doesn't own the cafe, but he is the manager...]

[The restaurant is, despite it being perhaps mid-day, almost deathly quiet. The only person inside is David, who was just finishing up the repotting of a succulent.]

[He turns to look at Wade, seeming briefly surprised, and rushes to the counter.]

Welcome, [he calls.]

[thedarkgardens]

[rory walks up to lucy.]

boss. we need a mascot

A Mascot? Like, A Character Or Something That Represents Us? Not Something I Have Ever Thought About, But I Am Quite Intregued. You Have Any Ideas For Said Mascot?

*They tilt their head, clearly intregued*

[of-many-timelines]

Okay- I think I'm a bit drunk right now, but, hear me out.

[Rory pulls out a drawing of a little red cartoonish demon with curly black hair and a silky black dress.]

I-I think they'd, uh, get a kick out of it. Also I got bored

[thedarkgardens]

*Lucy stifles a laugh, grinning. They're not laughing at the drawing, clearly, more about the fact that that was the mascot Rory thought of, and not something more, well, scary*

Well It Certainly Is Eye Catching. It Has Potential, How About We See If You Still Like It One You Are Sober, And If You Do I Will Officially Make It Our Mascot? For Now, I Think You Should Get Something To Eat And Some Water, We Should Avoid A Hangover As Best We Can, Hm?

*Lucy mostly just wants to make sure Rory doesn't accidentally do something super embarrassing while 'a bit drunk' - they won't judge, but they'd rather spare him the emotional distress later.*

[of-many-timelines]

[He squints, thinking about it, and takes off his heart-shaped sunglasses.]

...Alrigh', [he mumbles, nodding.] That- That sounds good.

Um... Was thinking of naming her rose. Or Mary. Maybe something biblical. It'd be funny. Like- like, uh... fuck. [He tilts his head. He seems a bit more talkative than usual.] Buh-buh-buh-buh... I'unno, I didn't grow up Christian.

[thedarkgardens]

Good Choices. I Actually Looked Up A Few Things, Myself. That Is Why I Named Myself Lucifer, After All. I Thought It Would Be Funny. As For Names... Eve Is A Biblical Name, There Are A Few Marys... I Think There Is A Lilith, And A Few More. I Would Have To Think About It.

How Are You Feeling, By The Way? Should I Be Carrying You To Your Room?

[of-many-timelines]

Can you carry me? [He asks, very serious.]

[thedarkgardens]

Course I Can, You Got A Preference On How? Bridal Style, Piggy Back, Firemans Carry, Somethin Else?

[rory-faire]

...Bridal style? [He snorts.] That'd be really funny, I-I think.

[thedarkgardens]

Fair Enough! Sounds Good To Me.

*They hold their arms out, and pause for a moment*

You Comfortable With Being Carried Right Now?

[of-many-timelines]

[Rory pauses, squinting, and then backs up slightly to leap right at Lucy.]

[thedarkgardens]

*Lucy actually manages to catch Rory, holding him close and laughing*

Heh, Hello There!

*They withhold the urge to nuzzle Rory, in case he's not comfortable with that, but the desire to be affectionate is strong*

[of-many-timelines]

[Rory giggles and leans his head on Lucy's shoulder. He's a big guy in every sense of the word- at least, for a human- and he finds it nice whenever someone else can hold him.]

Hii. [He snorts and bursts into a fit of laughter.]

[thedarkgardens]

*Lucy laughs, and it sounds surprisingly warm and gentle. They hold him close to their chest, so he doesn't slip out of their arms, and gently rest their head against his a little*

Let Us Get You Up To Your Rooms, And I Can Make You Something To Eat, Hm? What Are You Feeling Like, Right Now?

*They begin to walk, smoothly, avoiding jostling Rory as best they can*

[of-many-timelines]

I'unno. [Rory closes his eyes, seeming rather comfortable.] Meat.

[thedarkgardens]

Like A Sandwich, Or, I Dunno, Spaghetti With Meatballs?

*Lucy begins to purr, softly, clearly trying to make him even more comfortable*

[of-many-timelines]

A sandwich sounds good...

[thedarkgardens]

Alright, Sounds Like A Plan.

*They're nearing Rory's rooms pretty quickly, which makes sense considering how well Lucy knows the place*

Perhaps We Can Watch A Movie Together While You Eat? It May Be Fun

[of-many-timelines]

Hmm. Okay. What movie

[thedarkgardens]

What Kind Of Vibes Are You Going For Right Now? We Could Look Up A Shitty Horror Movie And Laugh At It If You Want? Or Maybe Something Soft And Cute Just Because? Hell, We Could Turn On A Streaming Service And Just Find Something At Random

*They reach Rory's rooms, and Lucy shifts an extra arm to open the door without putting Rory down. Once inside, they head over to the couch, contentedly*

[of-many-timelines]

Put on whatever... I'on't give a fuck's long as I'm not payin'.

[thedarkgardens]

Fair Enough

*They set Rory down on the couch, carefully*

I Like The Shining, Personally. That Sound Good To You?

[of-many-timelines]

Hell yeah. [He rolls over to shove his face into the couch. It's a bit messy, like he's hung out on it recently.]

[thedarkgardens]

Hell Yeah!

*They grin, and turn on the television, opening the streaming service and pulling up the Shining, pressing play*

I Am Going To Make You A Sandwich And Grab You Some Water, You Can Eat While We Watch, Okay?

[of-many-timelines]

M'kay. [Rory gets a blanket.]

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

[Rory opens up the door to M3R's room without thinking, busy looking down at his phone.]

@of-many-timelines

M3R freezes, having been outside of the suit to eat and panicking too much to even run. The empty mech suit stood in a corner and M3R herself was just in pajamas, holding a bowl of cereal in her lap.

[of-many-timelines]

[Rory looks up, seeming only mildly surprised and a little curious.]

Oh... hey. This is not a closet.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

They look around frantically, and then rush forwards to pull Rory in and slam the door closed.

"No, no it fucking isn't," she hisses, "Now get over here and tell me why I should let you leave having seen this?"

[of-many-timelines]

What, are you human or something?

[Rory doesn't seem fazed. He could probably take them in a fight. He takes his horn headband off.]

'Cause I am.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

Her knees buckle slightly, and the hand that had been gripping his collar relaxes a fraction.

M3r lets out an audible sniffle, before backing away and wiping at her eyes. "So I can probably trust you then... At least that you won't tell on me, anyway."

They take a shaky breath, and start cleaning up the bowl of cereal which had been overturned.

"Anyway, yeah, I'm human. I've been going by M3R-11N here and wearing that mech suit to pose as a robot..."

[of-many-timelines]

Oh, I've heard of you. [Rory looks over at the suit.] Cool work, though I doubt it masks your scent or anything like that, unless you wear perfume.

[Rory offers his hand.] I'm Rory. I work as a bartender. Does Lucy know you're human?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

She shakes his hand with a weary smile.

"Not as far as I know... And I think the smell of metal and grease does about as good of a job as perfume ever could."

[of-many-timelines]

That's useful.

They'll find out, eventually, though. They know I'm human. But, this is a weird first conversation topic with a kind-of coworker.

You're a mechanic, right?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"Something like that, yeah," she says. "I'm supposed to do repairs and upkeep in exchange for the room, anyway..."

She finishes the cleaning from earlier and scratches at the back of her neck.

"And I know this can't last forever... My hope is just that my usefulness will be proven before it does..."

[of-many-timelines]

Lucy may be impressed enough that you snuck in at all. It worked for me. Not many humans actually make it this far.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"I'd rather not rely on that, personally," they grumble. "But I'm glad to hear it worked for you..."

M3R clears their throat.

"So... You work in the bar? That means you have kitchen access, right?"

[of-many-timelines]

Yeah. Need me to smuggle shit in for you?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"It would be great if you could..." she smiles sheepishly, "I've been living off of what I could hide in the mech suit and a few bags, but if I'm seen getting groceries all the time it would get suspicious..."

[of-many-timelines]

Yeah, I get it. What do you like eating?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"Dunno..." she is quiet for a few moments. "Haven't had much choice about that up til now. I like dessert, but I can't just live off that..."

[of-many-timelines]

I can get you a little bit of everything, for starters.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"I think I'd like that, thank you," she smiles. "Is there anything I can help you with in return?"

[of-many-timelines]

Hmm... nah. [He shrugs.] Just happy to help out another human. If I really need to cash in a favor, though, I'll let ya know.

[spooky-all-around]

[rory is drinking a bottle of wine after hours, sitting on top of the bar.]

@of-many-timelines

The hatch to the attic creaks open slightly, with an upside pair of sunglasses peaking through, the person wearing them also seemingly upside down.

[of-many-timelines]

[Rory glances over but says nothing to indicate he noticed. He hums softly to himself, tapping his nails rhythmically on the bottle as he watches the person out of the corner of his eye.]

[spooky-all-around]

It tilts its head like a curious animal and opens the hatch further, letting their face be fully visible.

It just sort of . . . watches them, not really doing much.

[of-many-timelines]

...Hi.

[spooky-all-around]

They make an almost chirp sound, then answer Hi.

[of-many-timelines]

So, who are you? [He doesn't sound very bothered, taking another sip of wine.]

[spooky-all-around]

[rory is drinking a bottle of wine after hours, sitting on top of the bar.]

@of-many-timelines

The hatch to the attic creaks open slightly, with an upside pair of sunglasses peaking through, the person wearing them also seemingly upside down.

[of-many-timelines]

[Rory glances over but says nothing to indicate he noticed. He hums softly to himself, tapping his nails rhythmically on the bottle as he watches the person out of the corner of his eye.]

[spooky-all-around]

It tilts its head like a curious animal and opens the hatch further, letting their face be fully visible.

It just sort of . . . watches them, not really doing much.

[of-many-timelines]

...Hi.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

[Rory opens up the door to M3R's room without thinking, busy looking down at his phone.]

@of-many-timelines

M3R freezes, having been outside of the suit to eat and panicking too much to even run. The empty mech suit stood in a corner and M3R herself was just in pajamas, holding a bowl of cereal in her lap.

[of-many-timelines]

[Rory looks up, seeming only mildly surprised and a little curious.]

Oh... hey. This is not a closet.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

They look around frantically, and then rush forwards to pull Rory in and slam the door closed.

"No, no it fucking isn't," she hisses, "Now get over here and tell me why I should let you leave having seen this?"

[of-many-timelines]

What, are you human or something?

[Rory doesn't seem fazed. He could probably take them in a fight. He takes his horn headband off.]

'Cause I am.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

Her knees buckle slightly, and the hand that had been gripping his collar relaxes a fraction.

M3r lets out an audible sniffle, before backing away and wiping at her eyes. "So I can probably trust you then... At least that you won't tell on me, anyway."

They take a shaky breath, and start cleaning up the bowl of cereal which had been overturned.

"Anyway, yeah, I'm human. I've been going by M3R-11N here and wearing that mech suit to pose as a robot..."

[of-many-timelines]

Oh, I've heard of you. [Rory looks over at the suit.] Cool work, though I doubt it masks your scent or anything like that, unless you wear perfume.

[Rory offers his hand.] I'm Rory. I work as a bartender. Does Lucy know you're human?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

She shakes his hand with a weary smile.

"Not as far as I know... And I think the smell of metal and grease does about as good of a job as perfume ever could."

[of-many-timelines]

That's useful.

They'll find out, eventually, though. They know I'm human. But, this is a weird first conversation topic with a kind-of coworker.

You're a mechanic, right?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"Something like that, yeah," she says. "I'm supposed to do repairs and upkeep in exchange for the room, anyway..."

She finishes the cleaning from earlier and scratches at the back of her neck.

"And I know this can't last forever... My hope is just that my usefulness will be proven before it does..."

[of-many-timelines]

Lucy may be impressed enough that you snuck in at all. It worked for me. Not many humans actually make it this far.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"I'd rather not rely on that, personally," they grumble. "But I'm glad to hear it worked for you..."

M3R clears their throat.

"So... You work in the bar? That means you have kitchen access, right?"

[of-many-timelines]

Yeah. Need me to smuggle shit in for you?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"It would be great if you could..." she smiles sheepishly, "I've been living off of what I could hide in the mech suit and a few bags, but if I'm seen getting groceries all the time it would get suspicious..."

[of-many-timelines]

Yeah, I get it. What do you like eating?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"Dunno..." she is quiet for a few moments. "Haven't had much choice about that up til now. I like dessert, but I can't just live off that..."

[of-many-timelines]

I can get you a little bit of everything, for starters.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

[Rory opens up the door to M3R's room without thinking, busy looking down at his phone.]

@of-many-timelines

M3R freezes, having been outside of the suit to eat and panicking too much to even run. The empty mech suit stood in a corner and M3R herself was just in pajamas, holding a bowl of cereal in her lap.

[of-many-timelines]

[Rory looks up, seeming only mildly surprised and a little curious.]

Oh... hey. This is not a closet.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

They look around frantically, and then rush forwards to pull Rory in and slam the door closed.

"No, no it fucking isn't," she hisses, "Now get over here and tell me why I should let you leave having seen this?"

[of-many-timelines]

What, are you human or something?

[Rory doesn't seem fazed. He could probably take them in a fight. He takes his horn headband off.]

'Cause I am.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

Her knees buckle slightly, and the hand that had been gripping his collar relaxes a fraction.

M3r lets out an audible sniffle, before backing away and wiping at her eyes. "So I can probably trust you then... At least that you won't tell on me, anyway."

They take a shaky breath, and start cleaning up the bowl of cereal which had been overturned.

"Anyway, yeah, I'm human. I've been going by M3R-11N here and wearing that mech suit to pose as a robot..."

[of-many-timelines]

Oh, I've heard of you. [Rory looks over at the suit.] Cool work, though I doubt it masks your scent or anything like that, unless you wear perfume.

[Rory offers his hand.] I'm Rory. I work as a bartender. Does Lucy know you're human?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

She shakes his hand with a weary smile.

"Not as far as I know... And I think the smell of metal and grease does about as good of a job as perfume ever could."

[of-many-timelines]

That's useful.

They'll find out, eventually, though. They know I'm human. But, this is a weird first conversation topic with a kind-of coworker.

You're a mechanic, right?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"Something like that, yeah," she says. "I'm supposed to do repairs and upkeep in exchange for the room, anyway..."

She finishes the cleaning from earlier and scratches at the back of her neck.

"And I know this can't last forever... My hope is just that my usefulness will be proven before it does..."

[of-many-timelines]

Lucy may be impressed enough that you snuck in at all. It worked for me. Not many humans actually make it this far.

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"I'd rather not rely on that, personally," they grumble. "But I'm glad to hear it worked for you..."

M3R clears their throat.

"So... You work in the bar? That means you have kitchen access, right?"

[of-many-timelines]

Yeah. Need me to smuggle shit in for you?

[kaleidoscopic-castles]

"It would be great if you could..." she smiles sheepishly, "I've been living off of what I could hide in the mech suit and a few bags, but if I'm seen getting groceries all the time it would get suspicious..."

[of-many-timelines]

Yeah, I get it. What do you like eating?

[spooky-all-around]

[rory is drinking a bottle of wine after hours, sitting on top of the bar.]

@of-many-timelines

The hatch to the attic creaks open slightly, with an upside pair of sunglasses peaking through, the person wearing them also seemingly upside down.

[of-many-timelines]

[Rory glances over but says nothing to indicate he noticed. He hums softly to himself, tapping his nails rhythmically on the bottle as he watches the person out of the corner of his eye.]

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[Rory opens up the door to M3R's room without thinking, busy looking down at his phone.]

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M3R freezes, having been outside of the suit to eat and panicking too much to even run. The empty mech suit stood in a corner and M3R herself was just in pajamas, holding a bowl of cereal in her lap.

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[Rory looks up, seeming only mildly surprised and a little curious.]

Oh... hey. This is not a closet.

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They look around frantically, and then rush forwards to pull Rory in and slam the door closed.

"No, no it fucking isn't," she hisses, "Now get over here and tell me why I should let you leave having seen this?"

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What, are you human or something?

[Rory doesn't seem fazed. He could probably take them in a fight. He takes his horn headband off.]

'Cause I am.

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Her knees buckle slightly, and the hand that had been gripping his collar relaxes a fraction.

M3r lets out an audible sniffle, before backing away and wiping at her eyes. "So I can probably trust you then... At least that you won't tell on me, anyway."

They take a shaky breath, and start cleaning up the bowl of cereal which had been overturned.

"Anyway, yeah, I'm human. I've been going by M3R-11N here and wearing that mech suit to pose as a robot..."

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Oh, I've heard of you. [Rory looks over at the suit.] Cool work, though I doubt it masks your scent or anything like that, unless you wear perfume.

[Rory offers his hand.] I'm Rory. I work as a bartender. Does Lucy know you're human?

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She shakes his hand with a weary smile.

"Not as far as I know... And I think the smell of metal and grease does about as good of a job as perfume ever could."

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That's useful.

They'll find out, eventually, though. They know I'm human. But, this is a weird first conversation topic with a kind-of coworker.

You're a mechanic, right?

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"Something like that, yeah," she says. "I'm supposed to do repairs and upkeep in exchange for the room, anyway..."

She finishes the cleaning from earlier and scratches at the back of her neck.

"And I know this can't last forever... My hope is just that my usefulness will be proven before it does..."

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Lucy may be impressed enough that you snuck in at all. It worked for me. Not many humans actually make it this far.

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"I'd rather not rely on that, personally," they grumble. "But I'm glad to hear it worked for you..."

M3R clears their throat.

"So... You work in the bar? That means you have kitchen access, right?"

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Yeah. Need me to smuggle shit in for you?