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Name: Fie Claussell
Date: Nov 23, mid-afternoon
Format: Video!
[The image on the feed is a weird one for sure. Sitting cross legged on a bed among what basically serves as a blanket nest is a calm looking young woman wearing black bodysuit with more belts than anyone would actually ever need. Those are simply dangling because fastening all those is way too much work.
She gives the camera a lazy wave.]
Yo. For those in the market for new bonds, I've got two witches I'll offer up to you, since I'd rather not see them explode. Friends and stuff like that.
First one's name is Lloyd. [Fie holds up a kind of unflattering picture so everyone can get a good view.] Back home he's a cop, so side of justice and all that good stuff. He's a nice boy. As you can see, he can't really handle his porn, so very wholesome if you're into that type. He likes safety, responsibility, and... fun. I think. He's not a complete stick in the mud, I promise. Inquire here for details.
Next one is Randy. [And here's a different picture, clearly made to bother the man it's supposed to resemble. Fie has a smile on her face now.] He likes beer, suggestive magazines, and maybe other stuff. Despite that, I guess he's not completely irredeemable. Or unfortunate looking. I still don't want to see him explode. Do us all a favor and throw the poor guy a bone. Er, bond.
[Finally setting that down, she addresses one last thing.]
By the way, if anyone knows who this weird costume belongs to, let me know. Otherwise, I'm keeping it.
[And off goes that video.]
Date: Nov 23, mid-afternoon
Format: Video!
[The image on the feed is a weird one for sure. Sitting cross legged on a bed among what basically serves as a blanket nest is a calm looking young woman wearing black bodysuit with more belts than anyone would actually ever need. Those are simply dangling because fastening all those is way too much work.
She gives the camera a lazy wave.]
Yo. For those in the market for new bonds, I've got two witches I'll offer up to you, since I'd rather not see them explode. Friends and stuff like that.
First one's name is Lloyd. [Fie holds up a kind of unflattering picture so everyone can get a good view.] Back home he's a cop, so side of justice and all that good stuff. He's a nice boy. As you can see, he can't really handle his porn, so very wholesome if you're into that type. He likes safety, responsibility, and... fun. I think. He's not a complete stick in the mud, I promise. Inquire here for details.
Next one is Randy. [And here's a different picture, clearly made to bother the man it's supposed to resemble. Fie has a smile on her face now.] He likes beer, suggestive magazines, and maybe other stuff. Despite that, I guess he's not completely irredeemable. Or unfortunate looking. I still don't want to see him explode. Do us all a favor and throw the poor guy a bone. Er, bond.
[Finally setting that down, she addresses one last thing.]
By the way, if anyone knows who this weird costume belongs to, let me know. Otherwise, I'm keeping it.
[And off goes that video.]
voice
Two. I am currently Bonded to one Witch and a Chimera. I should be able to safely handle one more with ease.
[She would not be opposed to trying more but maybe this was not the best moment to mention it]
voice
Hi. I'm Lloyd, one of the people Fie posted this on behalf of. Would you like to discuss this in person, maybe?
[ Network communications just aren't the same, in his view. ]
voice
[She realizes they have talked before on the network]
You are the patriot with a daughter, right? I will gladly get to know you better.
voice
Yes, that would be me...I think going out for a drink would be good, if that works for you!
[ He doesn't want the feeling of pressure, and coming to see him in his place, with all his friends (including the one who posted the ad) around just doesn't seem to create the properly neutral atmosphere. ]
voice
i'm alive i'm sorry...moving is hell
it’s all fine!
[She attaches a photo of a bar downtown and a very simply drawn map]
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