Redthorn Anvil

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"And what exactly is that supposed to mean? What, you want me to cook for you? Do your laundry? Clean? We don't exactly live in a house where I can do all that stuff, Scout. Except maybe the cooking part..." she said.

"I know many women that kill easily without the use of poison, I assure you." Lucien replied. "I just happen to like using it myself."

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"Gee whiz Scout, what do you expect from me?" Keenan asked, throwing up her hands. "Come on then, out with it!"

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She decidedly stuck her tongue out at him, then finished off her drink. "Thank you boys, for being much more thpughtful than that guy." She sniffed, jabbing her thumb at Scout.

The twins took the glass wordlessly, not answering her.

Lucien nodded. "Oh yes. I'm immune to several different ones, but I have a distinct feeling that you wouldn't know any of them. Therefore I can only assume that I would most certainly die if I were to come across one of yours."

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"You're so mean to me." She huffed, then went back to her cider.

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"But you do love me still, don't you?" She beamed at him.

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Keenan slowly grinned. "I'll just pester you instead." She decided.

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Keenan gave him a small smile and leaned her head against him. "Just a bit shaken up, but I'm okay otherwise." She replied quietly. "Maybe I shouldn't go looking for things to do when I'm bored." She said, attempting a joke.

[Etiquette, Blackie XD]

"The only thing I won't eat is food that's poisoned." Lucien replied to Charlie between bites, smirking slightly. "I have a bit of an intolerance for poison, you see."

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Keenan sat quietly at Scout's other side, absently swinging her legs on the stool, since she was too short for her feet to touch the ground.

One of the twins poured a glass of something that looked suspiciously like a glass of light-colored beer and slid it across to her.
She looked at it for a moment with uncomprehending eyes. "Uh...I don't drink..." She said.

"It's apple cider. Handie said you like it." One of the twins said.

She blinked. "Oh."

"We thought it might make you feel better." The other one explained.

"Thanks,"

They went back to washing dishes, and Keenan stared into the glass for a moment before taking a sip.

Lucien inclined his head. "Then we have something in common." He replied, not hesitating to eat, thin as he was. It was obvious that he spent too much time exercising and not enough time feeding himself.

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"Ah yes, very true." Lucien concurred, refilling his glass, then offering her some. "Oh, and by the way; If at any time you go upstairs to sleep, stay out of the third room on the left. And ignore any funny smells that come from that room as well." He advised.

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"I can see that." Lucien replied with one eyebrow raised, as he sat down. "How very meticulous of you to think of this." He noted.