::transmission sixth::

[shesagift]

They were men, once. But they forgot how to be.

Hello, Batou.

[COMMENTLOG WITH BATOU. Feel free to poke her anyway, though. AND WORK, MOLLY WILL TAG AROUND 6 OR SO. <3]

Comments

[purebredtwin]

...How can one forget how to be a man?

[psychoticracer]

I'm thinking castration.

[purebredtwin]

...

That sounds rather painful... And violent.

He is not bothered by this in the least

[psychoticracer]

Hm, yes, it generally is.

[electronichound]

I think I've forgotten how, too.

[A few minutes later, Batou has knocked on her door with one hand. He's brought her goodies from the buffet!]

[shesagift]

Not like -

[mer? Is someone knocking on River's door?]

Knock knock!

[opens it wide for him. HI THAR]

[electronichound]

[He's holding a plate piled high with meat, fruit and sashimi. He hands it to her and then picks some chopsticks and a fork out of his jacket pocket and offers them to her as well.]

You have to eat more than oranges, River.

[shesagift]

I like oranges. Saves from scurvey.

[but she accepts the plate happily and goes for the sashimi. Mmm fishes.]

[shesagift]

They. The notmen.

[shesagift]

...scary monsters?