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[hellzone]

[ MOM HOLY FUCK ]

Little Demon Molly! I need date ideas and also a place to find a nice dress as soon as possible!

[mollymocked]

I can help with that. I know where every place that sells anything remotely fashionable [and delightfully tacky] in Olympia is.

Don't worry so much about impressing them with location. You can only really impress them with yourself. But for reference, who are you impressing?

[hellzone]

[ considering that Yoshiko's aesthetic is 50% frills 50% baby goth, she will enjoy that delightfully tacky. ]

Her name's Diva. She's a vampire and she's kind of weird but I think I really like her.

[mollymocked]

[YAAAAAAS. He supports this.] What's not to like? She's lovely. I'd go for something that makes you look like a princess, albeit a very down-to-earth one. No need to get fancy. Costume jewelry says just as much as real jewels- it just isn't trying so hard.

[hellzone]

[ Yoshiko makes a little 'mmhmm' noise as she takes this to memory. ]

I definitely wanna wear a dress. I wore a lot of cute gothy type of dresses back home, d'you think we'll find anything like that here?

[ and does Molly even know what a goth is to begin with. ]

[mollymocked]

[All Taliesin Jaffe characters are required to know what Goth means even if they have to be the one who invented it.]

No idea, but with enough lace and creativity, you can get the aesthetic down. And I'm not bad with a needle if it comes to that.

[he sucks in a breath, like this is the most dramatic decision ever. thanks for being an extra friend, i guess..] No, no... Now that I think about it we're both just gonna have to go shopping together. Make a day of this. It's the only way to make sure you have a discerning eye to look over- and possibly alter a bit- your options.

[also he loves shopping.]

[hellzone]

[ Yoshiko is obviously pleased at the idea of a shopping montage. ]

Then we're gonna have to go really quick! Like, either today or tomorrow quick! I told Diva that I'd plan the date and I can't keep her waiting!

[mollymocked]

You're in luck. I have absolutely nothing else to do and even if if I did, this is clearly more important. We'll do a little shopping, hit a pub, make a day of it.

[hellzone]

That sounds like a wonderful plan! [ except wait, hold on a second. ] I'm gonna pass on the pub bit, though. The last time I got drunk, I puked all over You's bathroom.

[flask]

[Normally, Nott would keep a close eye on wherever Caleb happens to be. But normally, she's not also trying to get some time alone with the naked tiefling in the room, eager to see Caleb leave. So when Caleb wanders off from whatever inn in Olympia they've had an extended stay at, Nott doesn't pay too close attention to where he's going.

Instead, the instant the door is closed behind him, Nott is rounding on Molly, trying to corner him. With the size difference, she really mostly ends up getting uncomfortably close to his waist. Her voice is low and her tone is intense.]

Molly. I need advice for something you... know more about than I do. But you can't tell anyone I talked to you about it.

[mollymocked]

[Molly crouches down as one does with shorter people, but also this feels like something that maybe she shouldn't have to address to his crotch.

He looks... way too delighted about this. Like a teenage girl about to play Dream Date.]

Literally everything you've just said intrigues me. Go on.

[flask]

Don't be weird about it.

[See, she says this, but it's a very weird thing she's asking.]

The first month we arrived, I asked Caleb if he was... meeting people. You know, since we have to be here with all these other people whose worlds got splatted, he should be making friends. And he...

[She thinks back on the conversation and presses her lips together over her teeth, taking a deep breath through her nose.]

Well, okay. I'll cut to the chase. The point is, I need you to help me figure out how to plan a blind date. Or several. Several blind dates.

[mollymocked]

Oh, I'm gonna be as weird about it as I deem necessary.

[And slowly Molly's glee vanishes as all the fun and joy gets sucked out of the room. Were this Fjord, perhaps he'd get a kick out of it. Fjord's a borderline virginal dumbass and it's funny to watch him squirm. He's got some shit, but he's arguably one of the more put together of their group by Molly's estimate. At best, he'd just be embarrassed.

But Caleb? That sounds like a nightmare. It sounds like a heart attack. Hell, it sounds mean, even if he knows this is coming from a place of caring.] I realize you can be very blind to Caleb's... let's say less appealing qualities... But I don't think it takes a brilliant mind to suss out that man doesn't even love himself. He needs a lot of work emotionally before he dips his toe into casual flings.

[flask]

[Nott is probably less experienced than even Fjord in the realm of romance, and she immediately doesn't get what the trouble is. She has desperation in her expression when Molly doesn't take to the idea right away.]

I know he doesn't love himself! That's the problem! He's not letting himself get attached to anyone because he's...

[Well, now's not the time to air Caleb's dirty laundry.]

He needs to spread his wings. Relearn how people work. That's all. I thought you'd want to help me!

[mollymocked]

I do! Trust me, I do. But there is a fine, fine line between intimacy and.... intimacy. [It's very hard to explain to someone who has definitely not had a tiny bit of sex ever in her life, if he were to take a guess at it. Moving on.] You have to start small. The poor boy kissed me so he didn't have to swap wine with some strange woman, so I can't imagine what blind dating would be like for him.

[First of all, Caleb is older than you, Molly. Second of all, sure just drop that all casual.]

[flask]

[Nott could continue arguing her point. She could insist that she's not exactly trying to get Caleb laid, certainly not.

But then Molly drops that bombshell and she's left staring in shock at him, mouth agape like a gasping fish. A deep sea fish, but fishlike nonetheless.]

He did what? He kissed you?

[WHEN WAS CALEB GOING TO TELL HER??]

[mollymocked]

To be fair, calling it a kiss is giving it way more credit that it deserves.

[Well, it wasn't like Caleb spat wine straight into his mouth. It was a kiss from someone who has likely kissed a person before, but Molly is far from stupid. It didn't mean anything, and he's not gonna pretend it did.]

It was a distraction, at best.

BEFORE ALL THE SHIT HITS THE FAN OK.

[stuns]

hey romeo where are my rocks

[ the ones at his window, he means. the only reason he texts people is when it's important!!! ok!!!

like getting a drink. ]

FUCK YOU JUNO HE'S NOT TEXTING BACK

[mollymocked]

[He kinda sounds like he miiight have actually been sleeping. Also he's the worst roommate taking voice calls while everyone else is sleeping.]

It's just not fun if you're expecting it. I have to keep you off-balance or else it's just a routine. Ugh. Can't have that.

FUCK U MOLLY UR OVER IT!!!!

[stuns]

[ he wishes he could text molly back in response to a voice call just to be! a petulant! piece of shit! instead he takes it. ]

Maybe I wanted to be proactive this time! In any case, I didn't realize you had such an early bedtime tonight.

THIS IS DISCRIMINATION AGAINST THE ILLITERATE.

[mollymocked]

I might have gotten into a bit of a scuffle earlier. Tends to make me not want to do anything but sleep.

[HOWEVER...] Unless you're up to some shit. I could limp that way if you're entertaining guests on your own terms for once.

THE ILLITERATE AND THE PURPLE.

[stuns]

I could open my door yeah. You don't need bandaids or anything do you? [ we have first aid in this house but do we use it? very rarely. ]

I've got whiskey.

[mollymocked]

The whiskey and conversation will do. I'll be right there.

[AND HE'S OFF. He doesn't like using these things more than he has to. They're weird. Eventually, there will come sharp rocks against the window, because why break with tradition?

He booms theatrically, possibly alerting the neighborhood to his presence.]

I received a summons from the lady of the house!

[stuns]

[ oh.

yeah.

here are the rocks. juno asked for these didn't he? the rocks? great. he's regretting them, like he regrets everything in his life. but somehow he's not regretting it As Much as maybe he would a couple of months ago. opening his window, he ducks an on-coming rock and sticks his head out. ]

Door's open - get your ass up here before they call the cops.

[ is that a bottle in his hand? yes. did he start without you? always. ]

[mollymocked]

Rude of you to start having fun without me. [He didn't even take his time! Gosh, Juno, you're so insensitive. He flounces to the door and makes his way up with as much flourish as one can when they're kind of limping. He's not in awful shape, but he's, you know, clearly been in a scrap.]

Gimme the bottle. I was promised alcohol and company, and I will take both now, thank you.