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[plasticasshole]

Who: Connor + Open!
When: During the full moons
Where: Around the city
What: Connor gets his Merrow tail... at the most inconvenient of times
Warnings: None so far!

[Connor is just walking back to his cottage when his legs stop working and he falls in the street. At first he's just confused- he doesn't just fall-, but then he realises he can't get back up. A little panicked, because this isn't normal, the LED on Connor's head flashes red as his legs begin to fuse together and form a bright orange and blue tail.

Why here? He isn't wet. He drags himself forward a few feet; he lives quite a bit further away, but what else can he do? Luckily someone seems to be coming his way. He sits up, hoping it's not someone who dislikes monsters.]

Can you help me?

[He gestures helplessly to his tail.]

Comments

[fuckingpassw0rd]

Heh heh. Why do today when you can put off tomorrow?

[Hank please stop being a little shit when you're 53 years old. He mostly uses humor to cope, in this case.]

The pool or the bath? [He knows exactly what Connor is talking about.] Yeah, yeah, don't worry, I ain't about to go out adventuring or some shit if you're stuck somewhere. Hell we could just bring you to a proper body of water instead.

[plasticasshole]

You'd take me to the ocean?

[He seems pleasantly surprised, because it had obviously taken Hank a lot of effort to get him back here.]

You could bring Sumo, too.

[fuckingpassw0rd]

I always regret making choices when I'm sober, but here we are. Besides, feels like it might help you out...wouldn't want to be stuck in a bath either if I turned into a mermaid and couldn't change back.

[You think he will one day call it properly? The answer is no.]

Probably a good idea since he'd tear this place apart on his own anyway.

[plasticasshole]

[Luckily, Connor doesn't mind being called a mermaid. He doesn't associate the word with anything but what's happening to him.]

I think you should make more choices when you're sober, personally.

[Because when he's drunk, he looks at photos of his dead son and plays Russian Roulette. And while Connor sympathises with his loss, he does want Hank to stay alive.]

[fuckingpassw0rd]

Yeah well...

[He lingers at that, looking away before shrugging, unsure that to say. The good news is that...he didn't have the photo of his son here, or that special gun. The bad news is booze was still plentiful in this world, but at least Hank was poor and mostly concentrating and making Connor's life not hell right now.]

...don't overthink it before I accidentally turn on the hot tap. Uh...should I be getting some salt, or is just this type of water fine?

[plasticasshole]

This water is fine. Thank you, though.

[Connor isn't used to someone caring so much about his wellbeing, and he's quite frankly not sure how to show his gratitude. His tail flicks idly as he thinks on it.]

You've really gone out of your way to help me. What can I do to make it up to you?

[fuckingpassw0rd]

Oh for fuck's sake Connor I'm sure you'd do the same if the situation was reversed. That's enough as far as I'm concerned.

[Topic: Currently avoided. He grabs a chair from the kitchen and drags it over with a spell book because what else is he going to do?]

But if you're really intent on payin' me back, maybe make me some food when you get your legs back.

[plasticasshole]

Of course I would.

[He shifts so that he's more or less on his side, arms crossed over the edge of the tub, head leaning on them.]

I'll have to get a cookbook from somewhere, but I'm sure I could make edible food. It's just a matter of following instructions...

[Hank likes burgers, maybe he can make some that are less fattening.]

[fuckingpassw0rd]

[Sometimes Hank forgets that Connor was once a an android prototype who was mostly made to hunt down deviants. Inwardly he tries not to scream, but well, he supposes it is the thought that counts.]

I'll find you something at the library. Might as well get the most of being a member there now...

[That way he can sort of control what Connor will spring up on him.]