voice; december 17th

[devilstongue]

[ Oh hey it's a Molly! ]

So... did anyone happen to bring with them something fun from their world? Something that can take your mind off from things for a while?

Something exciting?

[ That almost-not-there Irish-like lilt is very overly cheery. Someone's had a hard month. ]

Just a little tiny thing that makes you forget about everything else?

Drugs. I'm fishing for drugs.

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[eudaimonikos]

Why would we? None of us really even like each other all that much. 

[yes he is going to dodge the question about his own natural shape]

Besides, all we do is work. We don't have time off, or hobbies, or anything like that. Not like we can just stop everything to hang out with someone - and if you did, they'd definitely blackmail you with it later.

[devilstongue]

[ Oh, he definitely Noticed That. ]

My gods, man! How do you even stand it? What a terribly stressful place you must come from.

[eudaimonikos]

I guess that's just the way it's always been.

[He doesn't have a great deal of hope in that particular system changing. It's not even something he plans on trying, not anytime soon. The humans are much more important.]

I didn't come directly from there, though - I ran away to Earth for a little while, and now I'm more of an...independent party.

[devilstongue]

Sounds like your place of employment need a reform or something.

[ Shrug™. He honestly has no idea what he's talking about, but honesty is overrated. ]

Ah. A rebel. I'm into it.

[eudaimonikos]

A lot of things need reform. Can't say that one's my priority.

[Demonkind did it to themselves. Better to stop them doing it to others, first thing.]

I was a fugitive from justice for a while. Earth's the one place you can't get caught, long as you take the door out behind you.

[devilstongue]

Good on you, my friend. Sounds like you got into a better place before you ended up here.