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 He's silent for a moment. "...Wow." He takes it in his hands as if the package were made of precious stained glass. "I-is there a catch? I mean, why-why offer this to me?"

 "I hate seeing people hurt. I saw enough of it when I was much younger, don't ever want to see it again." He says, the golden masks glinting "No catches, no hexes, no curses."

 "Y-yes sir. I understand. Thank you." He quickly pops one into his mouth, but savors it, chewing slowly.

 "Do not, under any circumstances, call me sir again. I will let it slide this time." He stands up "It should have the flavor of coconut mixed with raspberries, most Bunson Beans taste like that in my opinion."

*Cut for Max & KK*

She thinks for a moment- machinery and economics aren't quite her forte, but she still follows his explanation as best she can. "Sounds like everything was accounted for. I imagine a machine as complex as this had a lot of prototypes before it reached its final design?"

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 "Y-yes sir. I understand. Thank you." He quickly pops one into his mouth, but savors it, chewing slowly.

 "Do not, under any circumstances, call me sir again. I will let it slide this time." He stands up "It should have the flavor of coconut mixed with raspberries, most Bunson Beans taste like that in my opinion."

 After a moment, he swallows. "Yes, s-... a-apologies. It's incredible. Thank you for sharing such a thing with me." He looks in the package. "D-do you mind if I keep the rest for emergencies? Th-these could be important if any of my employees make a mistake with the machines..."

*Dinnor Tiem! :)*

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 *I actually made someone specifically to interact with KK.* 

A tale figure, with the head of a goat skull, stand inside the tavern library. They wear a immaculate suit made of deep charcoal fabric with gilded lines running through it. The lower half of the suit is, in fact, a long skirt that trails behind them. They seem to be working on a mannequin, stitching the hem of a skirt that is wrapped around its waist. 

*Man, I haven't used Alcove in awhile.*

KK walks into the library and sees them working on their project, watching for a moment and forgetting why she initially went into this room.

 They look up and bow deeply "Hello there. Quite sorry, I must be in your way." They begin to move their tools and such.

"Oh, no, don't worry- you're not in the way at all. I was just curious about what you're making." She gestures towards the mannequin and the in-progress skirt. "It's very well-designed. What was your inspiration?"

 "The raven's that hide in trees. You can see little tiny crow eyes stubbed in the lining of the skirt as well as a belt made of woven twigs." They explained. 

She notices the mentioned details, a smile creeping up the sides of her face. "It looks lovely. What fabric did you use?"

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*Back from my campaign, anybody wanna rp?*

 *Sure!*

 *Do you want anyone specific.*

 *(Starts to violently shake)*

 *I’ll take that as a no, today feels like I should be choosing anyway. Tim, Sparrow and… Grimes.*

 Tim is still just kinda existing, he’s waiting for a little bit, wondering when he can be told what he is, his legs swinging in a chair too tall for him, a little smile on his face.

 Sparrow is drinking again, he’s been doing it less the past few days, but he’s back to alcoholism, because he’s an addict.

 Grimes is preparing to kill some people in the forest, but he’s also processing his feelings as he sharpens his claws.

 Gigli is preparing a room for Tim, a small one near his office to allow him to stay there. 

Stroth appears next to him, grinning. She hugs him happily. 

The Herald, dressed in all black, is ready. He has his knife brandished in hand 

 They patiently wait, looking to see Gigli and the crocodile person, waving to them both, having warmed up to them.

 He smiles upon seeing her, half way through a bottle of whiskey, two more at his side, unopened. He hugs her back.

 He nods to them, moving through the forest silently, a ghost with how stealthy he is, letting TH take the lead.

 Addy walks over, holding out what appears to be a box. She smiles "Here you go dear, just for you". Inside is a gender-neutral hoodie of soft grey fabric, black pants, and a pair of grey stripped socks that look like cat paws. Inside is also a bracelet, a piece of metal inscribed with Tim's name. "That should allow the building to know you aren't a threat." She says and nods. 

"How're you?" She asks, sitting down beside him. 

After a moment, the two hear voices and the sound of a bonfire. TH crouches down, peering out from behind a tree.

 They take the jacket, pants, and socks, putting them on over his normal clothes with little issue. They smile at them and nod "Thank you." They look at the bracelet, seemingly wary for a moment, but they put it on regardless.

 He leans forward, looking to the sky and taking a deep breath "I'm...I'm doin' good."

 He makes his way behind one of the voices, remaining concealed as they do so. Waiting for TH to give the signal and pounce.