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[bread_goes_bip]

[Action: 307 Miller]

[Those around the house may notice that things smell very nice. Like fresh baked cookies. Possibly because that's what Death is pulling out of the oven. If you approach her as she is doing so, she will tell you:]

Just let them cool a moment and then you can help yourself.

[Action: 726 Anderson]

[Death is ringing the bell at Puzzle House, carrying fresh baked cookies for the residents]

[Action: Around Mayfield]

[If Death has ever met you or someone from your household, she is showing up at your door to check in on you after all that unfortunate zombie business.]

Comments

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

I felt--I had it too easy, so...rather than escape unscathed...wham! Off with the limb! Ha ha ha ha...

[bread_goes_bip]

You're quite the comedian, aren't you?

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

How would you deal with being only three-quarters of the man you used to be?

[bread_goes_bip]

There are certainly worse coping strategies.

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

I'll be droned tomorrow. First time I've ever looked forward to it.

[bread_goes_bip]

Oh? How do you know that in advance?

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

[A grin.]

Missed work.

[bread_goes_bip]

Didn't call in sick? It would even be true, this time.

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

Why should I? If I'm droned, I won't feel this. With a little luck, I'll be healed by the time I'm myself again.

[Loki's getting better at playing the Mayfield system with regards to dronings and deaths. He's adapting.]

[bread_goes_bip]

I guess that makes sense.

Can I get you anything? Soup, tea, painkillers?