ITP: inappropriate orifices

[bythehorns]

[In the one of the more livable regions of the cave this afternoon (evening? who even knows, in here), Tavros is examining a troll-sized tub of green slime that the fuk dwarves have just finished making for him. It's a deep, pearly pink, and the opening at the top of it looks like...well, let's be polite and say it looks like a Georgia O'Keeffe painting. The fuk dwarves have ideas about what holes in things should look like (nsfw).]

Wow, that's, a lot fancier, than I was expecting, with the decorative folds, and everything....

((pester Tavros about his obscene home furnishings! or pester the fuk dwarves for inappropriate boons of your own. everybody needs more decorative genitals in their lives, right?))

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[onlyhonournow]

it's not that she's not beautiful

maybe? ... what's it to a robot, anyway?

anyway, it was a poem, geez, it means like, wistful longing or ... something. appreciate all things? yes.

Let's go with that. It's a good (?) thing Drift isn't the most perceptive of robots, as he's picked up her discomfort but not quite the particular reason for it. He remains where he is, stiff and awkward, looking rather concerned.

"... Did I say something wrong? It's all right if you want me to go."

[sei_what]

"Nnnn-o, no. You can, ah, stay."

Men just didn't get poems sometimes; her husband had been like that too. Well, sometimes. She supposed it was well enough things hadn't worked out.

That thought emboldened her. The army man clearly already thought she was some sort of mountain hag--what was there to lose? She might as well have a hag's crassness.

"...how do you know about my poems? I would have remembered you at court."

[onlyhonournow]

He sits in silence for a short while, half in admiration and half because he just doesn't know what to say. Realising that staring is rude and quite possibly extremely unnerving coming from a giant robot, he bows his head.

"I've... read some of them. In a book. I'm not sure I understand them, entirely, but they're very nice. I hope I didn't offend you."

He looks up again, still speaking tentatively, "I think we've both travelled a long way. I apologise again if I startled you; that was not my intention."