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[beautifulrondo]

Character(s): Krichevskoy and Timon
Content: An old married couple reunited
Setting: Haja o Que Houver
Time: About Noonish
Warnings: None

Krichevskoy stared up at the building, memories slowly trickling back. Yes, this was where he lived before Laharl moved in, wasn't it? Where that woman attacked him, back when he was weak. A small frown appeared on his face for a moment, but it was gone quickly. It wouldn't be any trouble now, would it?

After a moment he looked away, searching for any sign of Timon.

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[cowardly_hero]

“Expand my palette?” Timon repeated, appearing almost offended by the idea. “I’ve expanded plenty! I mean, maybe not here or Porfavore’s but…” But he did have a tendency of ordering the same thing when he thought of it. The meerkat turned away from Vyers as he ran through a list of restaurants he had visited in the city. He had become predictable, many staff having recognized both him and his orders.

Drumming his fingers against his crossed arms, he knit his browns together. “Well, what do you think I should eat?” He asked in exasperated defeat. “I’ve always ate bugs before this place.” Motioning for the demon to lean in closer, Timon lowered his voice after a quick glance around the restaurant. “Meerkat’s sort of have a sensitive stomach.” He admitted in embarrassment. “We can’t even digest grass. I don’t really know what I can eat. Not without finding out the hard way, anyway.” He added with a cringe.