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[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?

[commedia]

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.

[bachelorbored]

[!!!

he's completely elated, and takes a sip immediately, swishing it around in his mouth like a wine connoisseur.]

Hmm... a bit powdery, I think, but that's to be expected. I'd give it a three out of ten—the best score yet!

[kaz is smiling warmly at limbo, who is now definitely his favorite person in this shithouse.]

I think you'd suit a shorter cut—it would accentuate the gentle line of your face, your stately chin, and higher cheekbones. You really do have a good face for fashion, Father! It's a shame the church grabbed you before the runway could!

[commedia]

[KAZ DON'T DRINK YOUR HOT CHOCOLATE LIKE WINE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU]

Ahahaha. Three? Ah, room for improvement...

[And what an interesting image. Limbo tilts their head, considering.]

Thank you for such flattering words about my looks, mm! And a short cut...ah, why not? I'm intrigued, now. And unfortunately, my faith carries me far from such professions. You'll have to do such things in my stead!

[bachelorbored]

Oh, you bet! Neo Yokio Fashion Week, look out! Ha ha ha!

[kaz is in genuinely good spirits right now.]

Ahh, this is more like it. A mug [bowl, really] of hot chocolate in hand, and a total image change on the horizon... yes, this is the real reason for the season!

What about eyeliner? You could probably rock a lip color, honestly.

[commedia]

Haha.

[Is he laughing with Kaz or at him? Hard to tell!]

[But at the last one, Limbo's smirk grows, and he moves to lean on the counter next to the young man, moving in close.]

Take a look. I already have some.

[And his eyes flutter closed - sure enough, there's some green eyeliner already there! And his lips are tinted a subtle light green.]

[bachelorbored]

[with zero inhibitions, kaz leans closer, and—hey, sure enough! makeup!]

Green! That's a bold choice. But there's something about it that suits you. Perhaps it's your absolutely eccentric accessorizing, or just the fact that you're a complete weirdo overall!

[he leans back again, like he said absolutely nothing wrong, and takes a deep draught of hot choccie.]

Anyway, you should mix it up. If you're going to insist on neons anyway, why not try a few different shades? Or even something a bit more neutral, to compliment it?

[commedia]

A weirdo? Huhuhuhu. The pot calls the kettle black, there, my fashionable friend.

[He's just going to stay like this, moving to lean his chin into a hand.]

I haven't really thought about it. You see, this is simply the look I was summoned with.

[bachelorbored]

I'm not a weirdo! My fashion may be cutting edge, but it's never too sharp!

[kaz leans on one hand, holding the mug in his other.]

Summoned by who?

[commedia]

Nnn, its not about your fashion.

[His smile slides up into an amused smirk.]

Why, none other than my beloved Lord..........................Satan.




[And a pause.]

Haha! No. No, I'm kidding.

[bachelorbored]

[kaz floats past the comment about it not being his fashion in the same way he will soon float from a cupcake, and laughs uproariously at the joke.]

Good one, Father! Imagine! A holy man in the service of the devil! Ha ha ha!

[commedia]

Hahahahaha! Yes, yes! Its quite a jest! One of my greatest jokes yet, yes? Hahaha!

[It really was a joke, but probably not in the way Kaz thought.]

Nnnn, but my Lord is great and powerful, you know? Truly someone I'm more than happy to follow.

[bachelorbored]

Oh, I wouldn't go so far as to say your greatest, but yeah, it's pretty good. [he nods pleasantly, and suddenly seems to realize something.] Are there any marshmallows?

Who is your "lord", anyway? The mayor, or something?