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When Old Meets New [Closed]
Nov. 16th, 2021 08:44 pmWho: Trevor, a few from Jae's household, Amon, Ziomi, and lots of strange pocket monsters.
What: Trevor meeting yet more fallers. You're not alone, buddy, and will have lots of friends.
Where:Jae's second Amon's house
Warnings: There's always a possible warning with Trevor's mouth.
Amon had been told that Jae had come across yet another faller. And so he dutifully made sure Ziomi was informed of the upcoming visit, the house was spotless for company, and plenty of food was prepared for all. He'd taught himself how to cook. It wasn't something he was programmed for, honestly most of what he did now didn't even come close to what he had been programmed for, but he found the domestic duties... fulfilling in their own way. Ziomi, and his skitty partner, Trixy, always expressed their appreciation for his work.
Now was one of those times. Amon turned from the oven, setting the roast on the stove to cool as Ziomi stepped into the opening between living room and kitchen, her blue eyes sparkling with the big smile on her face.
"Amon, that smells wonderful. You're going to spoil everyone."
Amon couldn't help the touch of pride at her praise, a small smile touching his lips. "If everyone agrees, then I will have accomplished my mission." He checked the time. Ah, good, if no one was running late, their guests should arrive shortly.
What: Trevor meeting yet more fallers. You're not alone, buddy, and will have lots of friends.
Where:
Warnings: There's always a possible warning with Trevor's mouth.
Amon had been told that Jae had come across yet another faller. And so he dutifully made sure Ziomi was informed of the upcoming visit, the house was spotless for company, and plenty of food was prepared for all. He'd taught himself how to cook. It wasn't something he was programmed for, honestly most of what he did now didn't even come close to what he had been programmed for, but he found the domestic duties... fulfilling in their own way. Ziomi, and his skitty partner, Trixy, always expressed their appreciation for his work.
Now was one of those times. Amon turned from the oven, setting the roast on the stove to cool as Ziomi stepped into the opening between living room and kitchen, her blue eyes sparkling with the big smile on her face.
"Amon, that smells wonderful. You're going to spoil everyone."
Amon couldn't help the touch of pride at her praise, a small smile touching his lips. "If everyone agrees, then I will have accomplished my mission." He checked the time. Ah, good, if no one was running late, their guests should arrive shortly.
