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Who" The twins, a cult, and anyone.
When: A few days after midterms.
What: Religious studies get a touch out of hand.

Life at Kaos U was never boring, no, far from. Their pop quizzes were 'something blew up in X hall' more than anything else. Today was Robotics over in the Farley building. Tat had an extra bit of urgency because they knew someone over there.

Thankfully Pierce was alright, angry that the idiot in the class had caused an explosion, and burned but alive. He knew to come to them instead of any of the other med students, which was best. Everyone had their pet projects after all...

...and who knew how Dilan's modifications would handle some of those pet projects?

Still Pierce got his bandages and sucker just to be amusing. He didn't think anything else of it until he was sitting down at dinner, blinking, "where are the girls?" That was a valid question, right?

The explosion had been before lunch, they should have been home by now certainly? Unless they'd planned library time (slots for that could be just as cutthroat). "They're not on call tonight, right?" at the college clinic?

Date: 2020-01-21 02:41 am (UTC)
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"Braig will come and get you."

"...Guess I will." Braig agreed, contently. "I'll also wake the girls up when it's time." By calling their cellphones. It was one of the safer ways to wake up people who went to KHAOS.

Date: 2020-01-21 03:12 am (UTC)
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"Sounds good to me." Braig agreed, ruffling Sheeva's ears and flopping down. "Let me fill you in, okay?" he started a rundown of what had happened since they left Pierce to play with satellites.

Date: 2020-01-21 04:03 am (UTC)
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"That about covers it, yes." Dilan agreed, checking on dinner, "Do you want anything to do with the stew?"

Date: 2020-01-21 04:48 am (UTC)
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"...To go with the stew. Like a salad or tin can or something."

Date: 2020-01-21 05:02 am (UTC)
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"Bread..." Dilan considered for a moment and then went to check the freezer. One loaf of thaw-and-bake bread. Not as good as fresh, but better than nothing he supposed, "Bread we can do."

"On the salad." Braig said cheerfully, "Even I can't screw up a salad."

"As long as you don't try to make dressing."

Date: 2020-01-23 03:06 am (UTC)
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"...If they feel good enough, yes. Otherwise Braig will." Dilan decided, with Braig shrugging at both of them.

Date: 2020-01-24 03:22 am (UTC)
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"If you do a dish bot," Dilan said, "it gets tested in the lab until you're certain it won't break my dishes." otherwise things will get Very Loud. In that angry Katzu way.

Date: 2020-01-27 12:35 am (UTC)
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"Okay, sounds good." Dilan hummed softly and fussed about the kitchen for a while longer, letting Braig and Pierce chat until the food was done and it was time to wake up the girls.

Date: 2020-01-27 01:17 am (UTC)
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"Food." Braig said, putting a twin's arm over his shoulders and gesturing for Pierce to do the same to help them over to the table, "Then you two ladies can get some better sleep in your own beds."

Dilan dished up bowls for everyone, with plates containing the rest of the meal, and then hovered a little bit.

Date: 2020-01-27 05:15 pm (UTC)
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Dilan blinked and kept filling the girls' bowls from the pot, but Braig did the same as Pierce. If the twins were still eating when they ran out of stew, Dilan would start making more food.

Date: 2020-01-28 02:16 am (UTC)
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Dilan slapped Pierce's hand, sharply, and began shoving all the ready-to-eat food in the 'fridge at the girls. "Pierce! Stop that! They don't have goat's stomachs."

Date: 2020-01-29 03:27 am (UTC)
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"I would notice." Dilan said, gravely.

"Nevada," Braig said, "probably thought the girls would have told us."

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