KAZ PCS

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week 1 post trial

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Ohhh?

[Well, if that isn't the familiar shock of pink hair he knows. Limbo blinks as he enters, glancing at Kaz with a curious expression.]

It looks like you're waiting for someone.

Re: week 1 post trial

[bachelorbored]

Yeah, a decent hot or frozen chocolate! Ha!

[he chuckles at his own joke, before his face grows serious suddenly.]

But seriously, I’ve been here for like an hour and nobody’s offered to make me one!

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[...........Kaz.]

Poor, poor Kaz. Do you not know how to make one yourself?

[bachelorbored]

I do, in theory, but really, why would I?

[why would he?

he says this straightfaced and flat, without a hint of irony.

and looks expectantly at limbo.

:)?]

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...

[He smiles.]

Of course, of course, I'll make one for you. But nnn, I don't just do this for anyone. Things like this need to have things done for them in return, right?

[bachelorbored]

Ahh, I see what you're getting at.

I'll book you in for one makeover, courtesy of me.

[commedia]

A makeover? And what does that involve?

[bachelorbored]

Oh, you know, the usual—hair, nails, clothes, stuff like that.

After the way you started going feral at the end, there, it seems like you’d need it!

[commedia]

Feral? Goodness. Its like you're calling this priest a wild animal!

[He is!]

But very well. I'm curious as to this makeover of yours.

[bachelorbored]

We all have a wild side to us, Father—excepting me, of course. I'm a gentleman.

[he beams.]

It's a done deal, then—I'll fix your hair, and you make me a hot and/or frozen chocolate!

[commedia]

A gentleman with no wild side, yet fights demons? I find that hard to believe!

[But very well, hot chocolate time.]

You really are obsessed with appearances, hm.

[bachelorbored]

A gentleman can only fight demons when he has no wildness within. That way, the demons have nothing to latch on to. It's simple logic.

[is it

anyway, he sees you and your hot chocolate making movements, and perks up further. hooray! another success.]

Henry Fielding once famously said that "fashion is the science of appearance", so I suppose you could consider me somewhat of a scientist, don't you agree?

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Is that really true? I thought that in order to fight demons, you would need to understand them.

[Well, here's some packets. Might as well follow the instructions.]

A scientist? How scholarly of you! Is fashion something you devote yourself to?

[bachelorbored]

Five packets and whole milk, please. I found that four was too few when Apollo made it. [anyway, kaz shakes his head.] Demons just do whatever the hell they want. There's no use wasting time figuring it out beyond that.

[something something crush the bourgeoisie? whatever.]

Naturally. Although, I think fashion is something that everyone should devote themselves to.

[commedia]

Five packets? Nnnn. Very well.

[who the hell is apollo]

You don't think they have their own thoughts, their own motivations? I would almost call that heartless, huhu. [And a shrug.] But is it hard, to get into fashion? Can any person do such a thing, or is it only a select few?

[bachelorbored]

No, they don't. Mostly they just want to possess and kill people. I dated one once—that sucked. She just used me to steal a skull encrusted with diamonds.

[he sighs, deeply and melancholically, but doesn't bother to expand or explain.]

Fashion is for everyone—and everyone has fashion. After all, as Kanye West pointed out, it's illegal to be naked!

[commedia]

You dated one? How scandalous. Maybe you should have gotten on her good side more, mm?

[Poor Kaz and his demonic love life...]

I don't know. Nnn, being naked can be quite fun if you're in the mood...

[bachelorbored]

Ha, ha, ha. She was wearing a skin suit! I had no idea.

[he SIGHS AGAIN.]

Well, I do love a hot bubble bath. That's a wholeass mood.

[commedia]

I don't see how that's a problem!

[CHEERFULLY]

Do you like taking a bath with someone? Mmm, the experience is even better...

[bachelorbored]

It was a serious problem! She tried to kill me, fucked up the premier ball of the season, and embarrassed me in front of everyone! Ugh!

[siiiiiIIIIIIIGHHHHH]

Absolutely not. The only person I need near my bath is Charles, my Mechabutler, to stream whatever sweet tunes and podcasts I feel like tolerating. Other than that? No one is to enter my bubbly domain.

[commedia]

Come now, if you're an expert demon handler, that shouldn't have been a problem. Mmm, that even sounds exciting!

[YAY ALMOST GETTING KILLED BY DEMONS]

Suit yourself. Though...what is this about a Mechabutler?

[bachelorbored]

No, it sucked. Trust me. My Bachelor Board rating fell substantially, and as much as I don't care about it, I was in no mood to tolerate the scorn of those that do. [he leans back forward, and slumps on to the counter] One of my darkest moments, Father. Please pray for past me.

[he looses another sigh, and looks up.] Oh, Charles? He's just my Mechabutler.

[YOU

ALREADY SAID THAT?]

[commedia]

Your Bachelor Board?

[yeah that really answers nothing]

Haha! I don't know what that is. You mages lead such peculiar lives!

[bachelorbored]

Yes, Father. The Bachelor Board.

[and he's still not answering. he's just. nodding solemnly.]

Yes, we do. But that's mostly my aunt's fault, not mine. Otherwise, my life would be exceedingly normal. Breakfasting on the elevated patio, tennis in the afternoon, gelato for a snack, and perhaps some light exercise in the evening hours. [he sighs again.

and then perks up.]

Oh, should we do the makeover tonight? That would be fun.

[commedia]

Normal? That sounds rather idyllic.

[And here's the hot chocolate, all nice and ready! He presents it with a bow. He had to get a pretty large cup for this...]

Haha, why not? I always need some form of entertainment in my life.