[ welcome...to dave strider's house. it's got color like all the lived-in houses now, mostly red-themed, and there are random captcharoids of various people/items/places stuck on the walls for "art". there is also a very nice drawing of a crow that dave for sure did not do himself.
and a skeleton in an armchair, wearing one of those old peasant dresses.
and dave, looking into a pot full of water he has. ]
Oh, hey. I've got him right in here... [ there is in fact a blue lobster in the pot. MAGIC. ]
[Definitely a strange place. Far stranger than she imagined but she supposes not everyone has her tastes, nor Ochako's. What really matters is the lobster anyhow.
Except...]
I...is that a skeleton? Where on earth did that come from?
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doors open if you want to let yourself in
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Hello? Dave?
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and a skeleton in an armchair, wearing one of those old peasant dresses.
and dave, looking into a pot full of water he has. ]
Oh, hey. I've got him right in here... [ there is in fact a blue lobster in the pot. MAGIC. ]
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Except...]
I...is that a skeleton? Where on earth did that come from?
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[Well, why is that any different than any other weird thing.]
Anyway. Your lobster. You have water ready to fill the tank? I can't actually create water with any nutrients in it.
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[ clearly he has thought this through... ]
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[...Okay, Dave she already thought you were weird.
Either way, she's starting to work on that tank, slowly creating it from her thigh.]
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[ also this is. fascinating. ]
So do you have to know what it's made up of?
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And it can't be something that provides nutrients for whatever reason.
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