[PCA] UNIVERSAL CONSTANTS

[skinstealer]

Without much time to really process, the dog descends from the ceiling like a bat, door following suit shortly to reveal Mar and Kettle carrying a full feast.

Maes startles, accidentally rubbing against Flor's hand in the process and making a gargled whine.

MAES: A-ah-!

[id: charon posing dramatically with his cape, flor, kettle and mar standing at the ready to help set up trays and bowls to give maes her feast. everyone looks very fancy and poised to serve her, a shot straight out of a romance novel.]

CHARON: Dinner is ready.
MAR: We made pulled meats...
MAES: W-wonderful... She immediately tried to save face.
CHARON: You both take good care of each other while waiting?
FLOR: You have no idea...

Maes tries very hard not to look conspicuous, her dick still clearly out as she coughed.

The dog seemingly hasn't noticed- or at least, is polite enough to not call attention to it.

CHARON: You need something for your throat?
MAR: I can go grab some drops...
MAES: N-no, no.
MAES: Just.

Crossing her legs.

MAES: Excited for dinner.

Charon smiles, small and warm.

CHARON: Guessing you'll eat in bed?
CHARON: I can have Mar set up.
MAES: M-mhm.
MAES: Yes.
CHARON: Mar?
MAR: Would you prefer a table over the side or on the bed itself today?
MAES: Bed itself should be fine.

Mar makes a silly little rattle as she assembles the setup, Flor scooting back oonto the corner of the bed to make room.

MAR: Just don't make too many sudden moves and you should be good..
MAES: I'll be very careful.

Maes gave Mar an appreciative smile, still visibly anxious over being walked in on.

MAES: Thank you.

The large proxy finishes setting up the cat's dinner.

MAR: There you go...
MAR: I'd recommend a fork for this one.

Maes gets herself settled in, not hesitating to grab her utensils and take a large bite- all of the shyness she had gone, the familiar dish a welcome treat.

Flor positions to lean on her shoulder and keep her company.

CHARON: Both getting along?
FLOR: More than a little it seems...
MAES: F-flor is...very accomodating.
CHARON: Gotta be tuned to take care of you, know how it is.
MAES: I suppose it's all a dominant could really ask for...though I will have to make sure you're all cared for in turn.
CHARON: Mm, some of us are high maintenance.
MAR: You just want to be spoiled.
FLOR: Is that so wrong?
MAES: If I want my subs to be their best, they have to be in good condition.

Another huge bite, licking sauce off her lips.

MAES: It's my job to ensure that.
FLOR: What's the plan there?

The rabbity construct nuzzles her arm.

MAES: Well...I've got to get my wounds healed, but this will  be a good opportunity to get to know those I haven't as much, and figure out how you all tick.
MAES: From there, I can scheme.

Mar chimes in.

MAR: I do think Kettle and Broth would be good to spend time with in that case, though they can be tricky to wrangle...
MAES: Would they miss this opportunity, though?
MAR: They wouldn't, Broth is probably checking every trying to find us...
MAES: I'd like to get to know it better...
MAR: Mm.. just be gentle with it.
MAR: Poor thing, even with all its progress still has its points of being timid.
MAES: Mm...

She pauses her feast, thinking.

MAES: Anything I should avoid?

The dog sits himself down at a nearby desk to work on his own plate.

CHARON: Don't scream at it.
MAES: I would never.
CHARON: Otherwise.. you can probably trust your instincts... I wonder how a skeleton feels about being bit.
MAES: Gnawed on, even...

She takes a hearty bite of her meal, clearly enthused at the thought.

MAES: Admittedly the skeleton thing is superficial, closer to the others but..
CHARON: Technically a skullhead.
CHARON: Different concept.
MAES: And what things does a skullhead like itself grow weak in the knees for?
FLOR: I mean the obvious answer is you.
MAR: It's like Kettle's vent-

Kettle lets out a grumpy noise.

MAR: True...
CHARON: This place gets network now?
FLOR: Yeah, actually.
CHARON: ... Huh.
MAES: ...internet connection aside-
MAES: That doesn't give me a lot to work with.
MAES: There could be a million different angles there.
FLOR: It's actually quite soft...
MAES: I gathered...
MAES: ....I will have to use a lighter touch.
CHARON: Non-verbal too, as we went over.
CHARON: But... you pretty much know it by now even if you haven't talked all that much.
CHARON: We're all pieces of each other after all.
FLOR: I'm the cute one.
MAR: I mean, Kettle's probably the cute one.
FLOR: If Kettle's the cute one, then I'm adorable.
CHARON: That's Mar.
FLOR: Throw me a bone, my guy.

Maes can't help but smile, too caught up in enjoying the banter and her meal to interject.

I...am very lucky, I think...