New(ish) Father Blues

[deadgirlslikeme]

Victor Brown (formerly Van Dort) looks a bit harried when he enters the Nexus -- or, perhaps more accurately, like he really needs a vacation. And about a full day's worth of sleep. He heads to a nearby plush sofa (apparently the place noted the darker-than-usual circles under his eyes and felt sorry for him) and collapses on it with a sigh. "Oh dear. . .does anyone have any tips on how to handle tantrums?" he asks, looking around with a grimace. "Because Chester. . .well, he's started getting grabby, and if you take whatever he's grabbed away from him, he just -- how do babies cry so loud?"

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[deadgirlslikeme]

I can, yes. At least give you an idea of what's available.

[palmerthing]

Thanks, man, I appreciate it.

[deadgirlslikeme]

No trouble at all. [and off he goes toward the Mall, hopeful and yet apprehensive of what he'll find]

[palmerthing]

*Because this is the Nexus, and you can find all sorts of strange things if you try, one food court stall tucked away in a corner is selling what appears to be a mix of raw meat and small live animals.*

[deadgirlslikeme]

[. . .Victor tries to psyche himself up for it, but in the end, he can't make himself purchase any of the live animals. He's a bit too soft inside for that. He definitely grabs a rather squishy bag of meat, though, and hurries it back to Palmer] Hey!

[palmerthing]

*Palmer grins and waves at him, then carefully takes the meat and begins eating.* Thanks, man, I appreciate it.

[deadgirlslikeme]

[Victor is only too happy to hand it over -- in a safe way, mind] You're welcome. I'm sorry I couldn't get you anything live, but. . . [he shrugs] Alice might be better at that.

[palmerthing]

Didn't feel up to watching that, huh? I get it. *He opens the bag and eats a piece of nice fresh meat. His tongue is a little too long, his teeth and his fingernails a bit too sharp, but mostly he looks like a normal human eating very abnormal food.*

[deadgirlslikeme]

[he nods] It's why I could never have a pet like a snake.

[watching Palmer chow down is interesting -- everything looks relatively normal, then you get a better look at that tongue, or his teeth. . .it's just different enough to be unsettling] Good?

[palmerthing]

*He licks his lips with that too-long tongue.* Yeah, it's . . . it's good. *He looks a bit embarassed.* A lot better than it would be to a real human, I think. Real humans don't want their food still-living.

[deadgirlslikeme]

[Victor attempts to keep his face and voice deadpan, but can't help the smile tugging at his lips] Yes, I know. I may be kind of on the incredibly lanky side, but I am a real human.

[palmerthing]

*Palmer chuckles.* Sorry, thinking aloud. God, this is tasty . . . *Another bite of raw meat.*

[deadgirlslikeme]

Heh, it's fine. I'm just glad you like it so! And now we do know there's a place here that can get you what you need.

[palmerthing]

Yeah. Just need to be very careful about actually getting it.

[deadgirlslikeme]

[Victor snaps his fingers] I should have seen if they were willing to do some sort of 'drop-off' service. That would be for the best, right? Though -- do you have a place to live here?

[palmerthing]

Yeah, I found a place. Kinda in the middle of nowhere if you aren't looking for it, since staying around people seemed like a bit of a bad plan.

[deadgirlslikeme]

I see -- yes, that makes sense. But if you have an address -- delivery might be a thing? They could just leave it at the door for you to pick up after they were a safe distance away.

[palmerthing]

That sounds like a good idea, I'll look into it.

[deadgirlslikeme]

Glad to help in any way I can.

[palmerthing]

It is very much appreciated, man. Trust me.

[deadgirlslikeme]

[smiles] I just -- I remember how helpful people were to me when I was new. I like to pass it on, when I can.

[palmerthing]

You're doing well.

[deadgirlslikeme]

Thanks. [rocking on his heels in a rather Alice-like manner] Do you want me to call the rest of my family in now? Just so, you know, you have an idea of who they are?

[palmerthing]

What? Oh! Oh, yes. That would be very helpful, thank you.

[deadgirlslikeme]

All right, just give me a moment. . .

[Victor pulls out something that looks kind of like a pocket watch -- but given the fact he's typing in it, it's obviously not. A few minutes later, once communications are done, a few new people arrive on the scene -- along with one familiar face for Palmer. Marty raises a hand in greeting as he approaches] Hey. See you found my cousin around here.