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[lizardtits]

It was a hell of a day.

The ladies had a grand adventure chasing down Oscar and accidentally zombies, and the guys nearly got murdered by an eldritch horror. Again.

So now the dudes have to rest because going to the super-dangerous mines when tired is a terrible idea.

They've got a day or two to kill, so this is for what happens while the guys (mostly Malcer because holy fuck dude) are recovering.

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[inkytalkstoherself]

"That's a shame, really. You have a nice complexion, you just have to take care of your skin in a place like this."

It takes a little coaxing, since Oscar really is dumb as a goddamn brick, but Malcer eventually gets his catbag to relinquish the right skincare products to him-- a bar of facial soap, a bottle of clear liquid, and a jar of lotion. There are gods only knows how many more such things stored within the esoteric depths of Oscar.

"All right. For the soap, just wet your face and hands, lather it up, and rinse thoroughly when you're done. Pat your face dry, don't rub it," he says, lining the products up on the counter. "The toner is rosewater and aloe, just pour some onto a cotton pad and press onto your face, don't rub. Wait for it to absorb and then apply the moisturizer."

[daddyissuesdrow]

Daw was that a compliment from Malcer?? It was almost a compliment from Malcer. Nobody's ever told Varis he has a nice complexion before!!!!! Probably because nobody he's ever hung out with has ever given a shit about complexions, but still.

"Why are we not rubbing, what does rubbing do?"

He is totally picking one of these things up off the counter and looking it over like it's the most fascinating thing he's ever seen in his life. He's excited for skin care like some kind of person who's charisma doesn't have a negative modifier.