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[pocketfulofsouls]

I'm thinking of starting up a business. I dunno about you, but I'm rather parched for things to do between all the panic attacks.

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[tumbleweeds]

Bored to tears between jumps, actually. What did you have in mind?

[pocketfulofsouls]

I'm thinking about selling some advice. I've noticed most of our arrivals possess a sort of mulling, sheep-like quality to them and really, I've always been a bit of a philanthropist at heart.

[ When it suits him. ]

[tumbleweeds]

Advice, huh? Could be hilarious, if nothing else. [ Sheep. Yeah, she's noticed that. ] So what do you need me for?

[pocketfulofsouls]

My thoughts exactly. I could do worse.

[ One can hear a bit of a grin in his voice. ]

Oh, eyecandy...

And if one of the tossers wants to get a bit randy, I'd rather it be you that tosses them out.

[tumbleweeds]

Sex appeal and bouncer.

[ Jaye laughs and there's movement on her end, a flop backward onto her bed. ]

And in exchange, I get...?

[pocketfulofsouls]

I think they go hand in hand. And if someone realizes they might need a few lessons on self-defense, I do get to point out you've beaten many a man in pigtails.

Benefits: You get to watch me employ my not-inconsiderable wit on a few poor sods and a new outfit. And let's not pretend that you manhandling anyone is a chore for you, anyway.

[tumbleweeds]

I'm not teaching anyone self-defense. I'd be a shitty teacher.

[ Urgh. If only he weren't right. Besides, it beats sitting around. ] What's the outfit?

[pocketfulofsouls]

Fair enough. Mm... Obviously something to accent your assets. Would you prefer seductive secretary or naughty schoolgirl?

[tumbleweeds]

Secretary. If I wanted to be a schoolgirl, I would have stayed in school.

Bonus points for Fishnet Fridays.

I sob a little inside with this one

[pocketfulofsouls]

Why don't you come on by? Think I'll need to double-check your measurements, and we can talk about how tight or loose you'd like to be before the jump.

TIGHT OR LOOSE sob they're terrible

[tumbleweeds]

Sure. Leave the lights on for me, baby.

[ jaye don't use pet names on crowley jfc ]

Though I thought you had a thing about the kid watching.

[pocketfulofsouls]

Oh, I can think of a few places he can go. He likes his walkies.

[ Surprise, Yoite. You're a puppysitter! ]

I'll be down by the medbay. You can help me pick out an office.

[ There's egg on your face, McCoy. And possibly a gag in your mouth, Jaye. ]

[tumbleweeds]

Well, he's a growing boy. As long as he doesn't piss on anything important.

[ Yoite: unimportant. ]

Now?

[ Better to make sure, after all. It's not like she's got anything to do. ]

[pocketfulofsouls]

Unless you've taken up something like cross-stitching and need to finish up a flower - yes, now.

[tumbleweeds]

What the fuck would I stitch with, porcupine quills and horse hair?

Coming, dear.

[pocketfulofsouls]

You came up with that a bit too quickly, darling - should I be concerned? Shall we set up a giftshop as well?

[tumbleweeds]

I know hippies. [ Okay, she knows Coyote. ] Besides, porcupine quills are useful.

[pocketfulofsouls]

You were a girl scout, weren't you?

[tumbleweeds]

God no. I stabbed someone in the face with some.

[pocketfulofsouls]

Here? Nice way to say hullo.

[tumbleweeds]

He asked for it. You don't get in the way of a wolf and the door, and you don't then try to break the spine of a grizzly bear. Asshole.

[ 8( and okay she's super butthurt that she had to run off, too. ]

[pocketfulofsouls]

Is someone picking on you, sweetums? [ There's a bit of a coo here. ] Some boys just don't take 'no' for an answer.

[tumbleweeds]

[ ROLLING HER EYES SO HARD AT YOU RIGHT NOW ] Just the one time.

These lifts are fucking slow.

[pocketfulofsouls]

[ Snideness is his mating call, Jaye. Deal with it. ]

You know, if this work falls through, I think we might take up inventing a new sort of game for the masses.

We'll have all of them gather 'round a circle and toss you to one another. You'll be a hedgehog for the most part, but when you've gotten dizzy, bored, or cheeky, you switch off to a porcupine mid-flight and surprise the next poor bugger you're borne for. I've not worked up a name for it yet, perhaps some off-brand of Hot Potato.

That failing, may I throw you at a few people?

[tumbleweeds]

[ As long as the mating doesn't result in anything several months down the line 8( ]

Better idea. Some game, garter snake and I switch to something poisonous. Which reminds me, I need to check the anti-venom stores.

That depends on who. You make it that Chase kid and I'll throw in a free blowjob.

[pocketfulofsouls]

Hard mode: king snake versus corn snake. You do or you don't want them to have the anti-venom to you?

[ And there is a great snort. ]

Fucking Hell, the girl with a hard-on for the Man Upstairs? Terrorizing children wasn't really my thing, but she's quite exceptional.

[tumbleweeds]

See, we could have fun with this. The winner can get a nice big anaconda hug.

I haven't decided yet. It'd be kind of nice to know what they can cure, though.

Yeah, that one. She got exceptionally offended by the fact that sometimes shit happens just for shits and giggles.