He's not happy, as he sketches out the signs and sigils. He generally isn't, these days.
He ran out of better options with the last of the cows.
He finishes the circle.
He's not happy, as he sketches out the signs and sigils. He generally isn't, these days.
He ran out of better options with the last of the cows.
He finishes the circle.
"I was raised from the dead by an interdimensional formerly-human demon and then flirted with by Benjamin Franklin."
"No, no, it's fine. Nothing pushy. And I like imagining the looks on my old neighbors' faces if they ever found out."
"Air conditioning is great. We can also control the humidity and if any of you are allergic to any local pollens they'll be filtered out on the way into the house."
Wag wag wag. "Lucy, your room's the only one that has to be yours, I made everything with clearance for Wilbur since the floors worked out better that way -" He shows Lucy to her room. It is large and has her art board up.
It also has her soft giant bed, though her food bathtub is absent, perhaps in the dining room instead. "Anything else you want in here?"
"No problem!"
He goes and fields room decor requests from Wilbur, Lavinia, Lavinia's dad, and Benjamin Franklin.
Ben Franklin and Lavinia's dad want books. Lavinia would like a map of their surroundings. Wilbur would like directions to somewhere he can post letters, and a vehicle if that's far enough away.
"I mean, I can get you a car that drives itself but they're all trained on modern infrastructure and most of them rely heavily on global positioning satellites that there aren't any of here so you will need to do at least some of the work and yeah it's hard if you don't like crashing into things at forty miles an hour."