Lord's Rest Inn

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 He follows them inside, cleaning off his hooves and leaving his staff at the door respectfully “No. Any will do. Thank you.”

 He grabs the doctor by his shoulders “I need your help right now. Please.” He’s practically begging with every fiber of his being.

 She nods “As do I, I worry for him.” She says, his cousin giggling from where she sits, crossing her legs.

 "Not picky... How about a nice summer tea? Not my domain, but... something peachy." he says, setting up a kettle.

"Show me where to go." he replies with the same urgency.

"He will be fine... He'll outlive all his problems."

 He nods “That would be nice, anything would be good really.” He looks for a place to sit down, smiling softly.

 He begins to lead them, making sure not to move too quickly as to lose them, showing them Lilac’s state.

 “Thank you for caring for him when I cannot, truly.”

*Good evening :D*

*Franz gives me slight… Welcome Home Vibes*

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 She can tell that he's barely human, and he considers himself as such. She sees through the glamour for a split second, revealing a purple, gelatinous creature molded into a humanoid shape with hard candy bones and sugared digestive organs within. Sharp, black teeth meant for cutting meat and meat alone. His smile does not falter. "I am." He opens the door for her. "If you want to learn, I want to help."

 With her curiosity very much peaked she softly hops off her elevated position, falling at a rate as if she was as light as a feather, her dress fluttering majestically “Possibly, either way, I want to learn more about you.” She steps inside, smiling softly.

 The small interior is designed with multiple concepts in mind: a living space, a classroom, and a recording studio. It looks strange, like a set. Desperately trying to be a place that is comfortable and human, but is fundamentally improper in some way. There are family photos, and they are clearly shot as family photos, but it's just Franz each time. The kitchen has all sorts of cooking implements, but there are no foods that need to be prepared. Apples, bananas, bread, whatever is easy to eat. And way, way too much candy. There are racks for multiple guitars, but he's holding the only one he seems to own. There is a couch in here, facing a wall covered in newspaper clippings with disconnected headlines, ranging from births to tragedies to deaths to celebrations. There's no clear political leaning either. The walls in general are painted with blue skies, green grass, and rainbows everywhere.

He sits down on the couch and motions for her to follow. "What would you like to learn, neighbor?"

 She sits down next to them, clasping her hands together, crossing her legs, looking into her eyes with a sly smirk “I would like to learn what you really are, because you by no means are human. Something quite far from it it seems.”

*Greetings, friends! Would anyone like to rp?*

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 "I'm Franz Sugarplum." He points at himself with his thumb, a hint of pride in his half-lidded eyes. "Stranger danger is an important lesson. I wish I didn't have to teach it sometimes. It makes me sad that people hurt each other."

 "I agree..." he says, shaking his head. "I don't even like hurting bad people, so I cant imagine why people hurt good people."

 "I believe in a combination of nature and nurture. Natural tendencies toward violence can be encouraged by nurture, so I try to teach empathy and awareness wherever I can." He's speaking normally again. Curious. "Even a child with a gentle nature can be driven to violence in an extreme enough environment. You can teach anyone to be kind if you get to them early enough."

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*Franz gives me slight… Welcome Home Vibes*

 *Wally Darling was one of his inspirations. Also, want to continue?*