man oh man

we're not gonna pretend that this isn't about me. the point is that it's about me. what you don't understand is /ref - the combination of BPD attachment issues and unassailable gender envy both directed at a singular old person who gives roughly one iota about you is a hell of a drug. we even call it a depressant AND a stimulant, aka irish coffee. snile

Lanz hated, actually, to just throw everything into the general lot of "because of the Flame Clocks" and the fact they were no more. To be able to just handwave away all the new sensations and emotions that assaulted his brain was his usual style, yeah, but it irked.

This feeling...this was different, and it was different from regular Flame Clock different.

It was a mudder of a lot more embarrassing, for one thing.

Taking that one thing into consideration, Lanz had gathered together Fiona, Sena and Mio to be his ever-wise counsel, since asking his two podmates or Taion was so far out of the question it wasn't even funny.

"Right, now you can't make fun of me for this, got it? I'm takin' a risk here as it is."

Sena frowns, trying to figure out what Lanz is at risk of if not ridicule.

"The cap'n?" Fiona cocks her head to one side. "Hmmm..."

what i am going to do is lanz gathers mio sena fiona and says listen you can't make fun of me. look at this old guy. and fiona goes the cap'n? hmmm. and mio tells her mom about it and nia says listen you wanna talk about old men. look at this photo (minochi). he's like a lesbian to me. meanwhile lanz is wailing about wanting to have hairy legs