AUDIENCE FOR: Molly + Harrow

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[headmt]

[ oh i think its important to note hes probably still wearing the furby necklace, and at this point he will lift it off, and gently set it in the tip box Aquila might still be holding. ]

She gets nothing but complaints.

[ just answering for harrow. please laugh at this joke. ]

[outsidebones]

[she can't laugh at this joke she doesn't understand it...]

I remember again, if that's what you're asking.

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[ perhaps predictably, aquila snickers at the joke? and also at the tip. they pat the box. this tip is acceptable, thank you for your furby sacrifice.

however this is a very serious moment so they shake their head so they're not still laughing, closing the tip box again. ] Maybe it's a technique thing.

[ bad. anyway, ]

Sunday, was what we figured - 's good. [ they want to ask something about her scrambled egg brain, but they do not. ] No lingering headaches or anything, right?

[outsidebones]

No. Nothing of the sort.

[she presses her finger to the bruised part of her cheek.]

You wanted to talk?

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Yeah. Well, mostly just figured we'd touch base, since we hadn't talked since your brains were all scrambled.

[ they glance over at molly, and then back. ] Mols was worried, too, so, I figured I'd check in with you both at the same time.

... Now that you're here, though, might as well go do something, yeah? We can walk and talk. 's not really business.

[headmt]

[ Well when they glance over Molly is already looking right at them intently, arms crossed. He seems to relax a little bit when it's not about "business," reaching up to idly spin the piercing in his lower lip. ]

Sure. We can go do something. There's always more furbies to be demolished.

[outsidebones]

Do something...?

[but why. she glances between molly and aquila.]

Such as?

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[ they laugh at the furby remark, and then spread their hands ]

You guys're the experts. Let's go on a tour? I can summon up a couple really fucked furbies if there's a good place over there to destroy them.

[ its called having friends, harrowhark ]

[headmt]

[ Molly isn't quite sure he's ready to stop being mad yet but he's willing to go fuck up some furbys. ]

There's a beach? [ looking at Harrow. ] And the woods, if that's too sunny. And a library of that's too sunny.

[ glancing over again ]

Can you heal her face?

[outsidebones]

They have two heals per week, you moron. It's just a bruise. I don't want it healed.

[she pokes her bruised face, petulant.]

The beach.

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[ help. that's okay. if aquila has any feelings about molly being mad, they don't say anything about them for now. they watch him for a moment, fiddling with his piercing, before they pull their gaze away and back to harrow. ]

... I do only have two. [ a little apologetically. ] I just topped up. Start of a new week, but - that means I can't heal somebody on Thursday.

[ honestly, their tone makes it sound like they probably wouldn't mind just healing harrow, but. ] Beach sounds good. Could work on my tan.

[ get it because they're

in this stupid uniform. ] We can go straight there if you two want. Avoid the door.

[headmt]

Fuck the people on Thursday. [ A bit petulantly, but it's fine. ]

Sure. Fuck it. Skip the line, right?

[outsidebones]

I don't want it. It will heal on its own.

[but she nods.]

Let's go.

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Skip ending up on your ass somewhere random, really.

[ they make sort of a shrug gesture at molly over harrow's head, gesturing briefly with their head to her - a "sorry, you heard her", because aquila will not heal anybody without their consent. probably because aquila themselves would hate being healed without their consent. not that either of you know that.

anyway. it's touchy week anyway so this works out nicely! they wrap their fingers loosely around molly's wrist, and then put a hand on harrow's shoulder. shadows consume the three of them, and when they clear... they're at the station beach!

lucy's fin is sticking out of the water. it looks just like it used to! beach. ]

[headmt]

[ he'll look a bit disgruntled at this answer but it's fine, he figured that it'd be something like this.

it's touch week so he'll just wind his hand up a bit to hold the fingers instead of having them around his wrist, squeezing slightly. Blinking (or like. winking. one eye joke!) in the sudden light change, holding a hand over his forehead. ]

Shite-- You know, keep half expecting it to look different than it did?

[outsidebones]

You do?

[she seems slightly taken aback by the sight, a smile coming to her face.]

It's the same as it was.

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[ well, okay. when molly slides his hand down, they take his hand and squeeze back.

their other hand stays on harrow's shoulder for the moment. touch week! but, they make a little noise, either agreeing or just going along with their assessment. wow... ]

Feels nice. [ a beat. ] Is that a shark?

[headmt]

[ he will just stay holding the hand then! touch week!

anyway it's very cute harrow is smiling? that's sweet. ]

Lucretia, I believe.

[outsidebones]

Yes, her name is Lucretia.

[she forgets to protest the hand on her shoulder because it's touch week.]

I really did like this place. It is the first time I had seen the ocean.

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's a pretty name for a man eating creature, Lucretia. [ this is very sweet, actually. if you stand here long enough, you could forget about the murder hotel and the murder station, maybe. aquila doesn't seem to mind the touches either way, content just to look out on the ocean and the shark with molly and harrow like this. it's peaceful. ] Kind of a mouthful.

[ but, ah.

the first time... it's nice to see harrow smiling like that, especially after this weekend, so. ] First time, huh? You been to other oceans, since? More sharks or less?

[headmt]

My first ocean too, actually.

[ but he's not as adorable about it. going to go sit himself down in the sand, working on getting his boots off. beach time. ]

I don't think she actually ate any men. Just bullets?

[outsidebones]

Nicodranas. I didn't see any sharks.

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[ aw. he lets molly sort of lead them off and then loosens their grip so he can go take off his slut boots. ]

Sounds like the both of you could stand to be a little more well traveled. [ there's some kind of just slightly inside joke there, wryness in their tone. they pat harrow on the shoulder. ] You should join him.

Nicodranas... name sounds familiar, kinda. Can't put my finger on why. Maybe I should be a little more well traveled.

[headmt]

I'm well-traveled now! I go all sorts of places, fuck off! Anyway, you probably heard me ramble about it.

[ Molly is laying back one arm behind his head and digging his feet into the sand, tail swaying around happily - holding one hand out? ]

Someone hand me some sunglasses.

[headmt]

[ There's, trinket achieved. Going to lean back on the lobby counter, just letting them talk for the moment since it's about Harrow's egg scramblies. ]