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Turtle is very aware of how his alts are having lots of sex. He's not opposed to them having sex. Actually, he supports it completely. They'd fuck him, too, if he were a woman. Except, he's not, so they won't - and vice versa. He's not into women, they're not into men. He's not particularly upset with them about this, but he does want to fix this obvious problem.
He heads to Prime's world.
"Hey," he says. "I need you to do something."
royal_pain
from_scratch
The proceedings are familiar, plus one new set of wings, for the next little while -
- and then there is a rather graceful segue into Cam ceasing to exercise self-restraint.
- and then there is a rather graceful segue into Cam ceasing to exercise self-restraint.
from_scratch
It can go on for rather a while! Luna is closer to Earth than Mars is, but not that close.
namesthesky
"That's probably a question best re-asked when the natives emerge, but what kind of advice are you looking for?"
castmyown
"Like - a polite way to say, 'And then they all went into some soundproofed rooms and did things.'"
dark_light
"Yeah. I mean, strictly speaking, you do not have a list of the things to provide to her, so it'd have to do anyway."
castmyown
That causes Max to turn an interesting shade of pink and inspect his shoes.
"That - that wasn't what I... um."
dark_light
"Your entire template is prudes," announces Ice. "Easily flustered prudes. The poor things were separated for a very long time. Imagine if you had to do without Phix for that long."
dark_light
"Yes, I assume that if all Bells of your acquaintance evaporated you would make some businesslike attempt to retrieve us for practical reasons, and if that didn't work you'd make sarcastic comments and move on without incident."