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[Dot finds this whole 'behaving' thing to be really incredibly boring. It's a travesty, but she's really starting to get bored with sex too.]

This is almost as bad as the last time Esau grounded me. They just locked me in my room, let me go hungry and everything, not that it fuckin' mattered.

[Sitting in the grass, she has a jar full of bugs in her lap, and she turns it from side to side, examining its contents.]

That was ages ago. [She tosses the large jar into the air idly, catching it again.] Goddamn. I wish Bal was here, that stupid fucking demon always had good ideas. Or Amon, or Baramue...

[Wow, Dot, for someone who insists caring about people is a waste, you sure do sound like you miss your family.]

If Jacob were here, I'd drop this on his desk... [She tosses the jar of bugs up again.] and it'd shatter and send bugs and glass flying everywhere. Bet you five bucks it'd make him laugh.

[She smiles to her fondly. She had been talking knowing full well the Vine was present, she liked the sound of her own voice and loved to inflict it on others. But for just a minute there, she got lost in the memories. When she comes back to herself, she glances a the vine with a little frown.]

Point is, I need a playdate.

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I'll be over in a few.

[Gavril took a short while in getting to Dot's place. In truth she had no idea where she was going and only eventually stumbled upon the Victorian styled manor through a combination of luck and the vague description she had been given.

Finally arriving, Gavril waves the young-looking girl standing on the steps before her.]

Hey, good to see you in person.

Just as ugly in person, babe, I like it.

You got good taste~

[Gavril sits down on the house's step, a bit further down then Dot.]

So, what did you have in mind to get rid of all that boredom you were bitching about?

I found some decks of cards in the house. There's chess and shit but... fuck that.

Cards, huh? Guess that works.

Could paint your nails and braid your hair, if that'd be better.

[She laughs a bit.]

That's that last thing I expected to hear from you. But, whatever, lets get down to doing something. I don't want to sit out here forever.

You found anything entertaining since you got here?

Honestly, I haven't. Aside from hunting the local wildlife and people wanting to kill me, it's pretty boring here.

I got the same spiel when I first got here. I wasn't even the one who killed those fuckin' cats and they wanted my ass.

The girls here need to chill out already. I haven't hurt anybody either and yet I'm getting death threats every other day.

You seem to understand, though.

I've had people trying to kill me for fuckin' ages.

Same here. That's mostly because I'm a wanted criminal though~

So, what'd you do, then?

Murder and theft mostly, the two usually go together. But I was actually working as a teacher just before I got here, if you can believe that.

Teachin' what? 'Imma Fuck You Up 101'?

History, actually. A friend of my dad asked me to do it. I couldn't say no cuz the old fart is the only one who knows how to keep my body from ripping itself apart.

Stitches look plenty good to me.

[Gavril laughs.]

Like I said before, you've got good taste.

So what's the deal with daddy? There's a bitch back home who's all sewn up from other people's bits, but she did that to herself.

Oh, the old man was a famous scientist who created me and my two bitchy little sisters, if you ever see a girl here with stitches all over and bolts coming out of her head, that's my sister Fran.

He went missing awhile back though.

So he just whipped up some kids and fucked off?

I'm pretty sure he's in hiding, a lot of people want the old man dead. And its not like he never spent time with us, he taught Fran everything she knows about science and me how to use this fucked up body of mine.

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