OPEN RL.

[machiavellisms]

[welcome to healin!! everyone and anyone is free to come and visit Rufus while he takes a day off to sort out everything at home and wait for some permits to come through (also, it might have something to do with the fact that he can't be in the office today.

so, he's here, just trying to get his home life in order- or just stress clean, whatever

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[tyki_tock]

[Tyki had been considering going to visit his old frienemy Rufus personally for a while, now that he was back. A little bird had told him Rufus was in Healin, not working for a day, so he hopped in his car and hopped his way over to the familiar building.

Then he strolled in through the - closed - front door]

Hello, Rufus.

[machiavellisms]

[Of all the times to be walked in on wearing the worst clothes and holding kitty litter, of course Tyki chooses this time to show up. Rufus's face remains impassive, though gradually transforms into his usual scowl.]

You're alive.

[tyki_tock]

[Tyki doesn't say anything about the clothes and the kitty litter. He just grins, slow and amused, then pastes on a cheerful face as if nothing had happened]

Of course~ Did you miss my introduction?

[machiavellisms]

I was hoping it was a nightmare. [don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face don't throw the kitty litter in his face.]

[sexforbreakfast]

[On the couch.

I mean, cleaning the house. Or something.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ]

[machiavellisms]

[fine, he'll just vacuum right by Dark while that cats try to find a nice spot on Dark's face.

Serves you right for being a loser.]

[sexforbreakfast]

[What pfft pbbt FFT HAIR IN MOUTH WHY IS THERE NOISE]

The hell-?!

[machiavellisms]

[YOU'RE GETTING IN THE WAY OF CLEANING. Rufus doesn't even bother to stop or even see why Dark is flailing around. He rounds a corner and bends to pick up the cord so that he can go under a table.]