Orpheus opens the front door to the Kiss House, walks in, and holds the door open for Flummox. He stares at Flummox. "Nice outfit." He then looks at Cole and Luna and smiles.
"OOOOO WOWZA WHO IS THIIISSS?!?!?!?!?!?" Flummox stays and looks Orpheus up and down.
“Aaaaaaaa-” Luna squeaks.
“You know… you’re not bad at Payday 2." Cole shifts his weight off of his cane slightly.
Orpheus flinches from the yelling. "Jesusfuckingchristyou'reloudholyshit."
He is still 6', but the fact he's put on some somewhat noticeable weight and muscle since moving to Wrath is finally not hidden by overly baggy pajama clothes!! Woohoo!!!! He's wearing sweatpants (that fit properly) and a slightly bigger than it should be leather jacket over a FUCKED UP HALLOWEEN SHIRT.
He moves away from the door but still holds it open for Flummox. "What's your name?"
"THEY CALL ME A FLUMMOX" He leans in.
"A flummox?? Not THE?" Orpheus asks.
Oleander is asleep on the floor.
"Not the, never the." Flummox shakes his head and the hat jingles.
Orpheus sneaks over to Oleander and FLICKS HIM ON THE CHIN. And then slinks back to the door to keep holding it. "Mhm??? That's great, Flummox. When'd he show up?" He looks at Luna.
Flummox is checking Orpheus out.
Oleander AWAKENS. "Hufjfnfnfjeue hello??"
"Like a few days ago? He keeps coming around to learn more about risen." Luna says.
"Oh, that's for sure TOTALLY not a spy." Orpheus snickers. "Oleander, you're a strong guy. Can you help me with something? Physical. I'll buy you Mac Donalds."
Cole huffs and mutters quietly. "I'm strong...."
Oleander blinks and nods. "Yeah sure."
"Lookin fiiiine." Flummox mumbles.
Orpheus stares at Flummox. then to Luna, then back to Flummox. "Does he do this often?"
"First time actually. You might be his type," Luna giggles
"You seein’ anyone big guy?" Flummox goes to lean on Orpheus with his elbow.
Cole pokes Flummox with his cane. “Eh..."
"Why?" Orpheus raises his eyebrow.
"What did you want me to do?" Oleander asks.
Flummox smiles. His teeth look a bit fucked. "I gotta set of Him-Her bath towels and I need someone to share them with,”
Orpheus is DISTRACTED. "You're very jingleable, Flummox, y'know that?"
Flummox blushes and twirls his hand in his hat like its hair. "Oh goodness! Such a way with words! Oh my!!!"
Orpheus is about to lose his shit. "Oh my god. Are you serious about this??"
Luna is on the couch holding in her laughs. Comical.
"As serious as a box of stale heart candies on Valentine's day!” Flummox exclaims.
Cole is struggling to contain his laughter.
Orpheus. TAKES A DEEP BREATH. "Let me get back to you on that later."
"Oh my god, he's considering it," Luna mutters.
Cole snickers. “Whore...."
ORPHEUS STARES DAGGERS AT LUNA.
Luna just smiles nonchalantly.
"I'll be waitin’ for ya." Flummox walks out of the house with the stride of a woman leaving a bar.
Cole watches Flummox leave as he mutters. "I know that stride..."
Luna cannot contain her laughter. It bursts. "Sorry haha Orphe-phhhh that was amazing!"
"HHHHHAHHAHAHHHAHAHHAA" Orpheus loses his shit. "DUDE... WHAT… YOU GUYS JUST HAVE A FUCKING CLOWN YOU KEEP AROUND NOW????"
"YEAH! HE'S COOL!" Luna cheers.
"Wild. ANYWAY!” Orpheus walks over and picks up the Erwin radio.
Oleander stands up. "So what're we doing?”
Lock quietly steps out and sits by the wall.
Cole is simply existing.
Lock is fiddling with the hatchet with no regard for safety.
Orpheus turns around. He looks to Oleander, Lock, and Cole.
Lock can clearly see him just holding the radio.
ORPHEUS NOTICES HER RECKLESS ABANDON. “...Hey, old man." He stares at Cole. and KICKS at his CANE jokingly. "Wanna come too?"
"Where are you guys going?" Lock asks.
Oleander smiles at Lock.
Orpheus looks at Lock. "We're taking a walk to Hell so I can get free manual labor from Oleander. Wanna come with? You're coming with I feel like if you don't learn how to use that axe you'll lose your like, entire frontal lobe, so."
"If it's ok that I come with, sure." Lock smiles some and gets up.
"Sure, let me just…” Cole snaps as his usual outfit swaps to wearing a black suit with a white undershirt and a grey overcoat along with a black fedora with a white band. He's holding a cane with leather gloves that have metal knuckles, he's still holding the golden skull cane.
Oleander’s casually wearing transmasc swag (a sweatshirt and sweatpants).
"Holy shit you look amazing Cole! Swag as fuck." Luna is staring responsibly before returning to her work.
Orpheus stares at Cole. "Oh my god, it's The Sopranos!"
Cole stares back. “Oh my god, it's a queer!"
Orpheus flips Cole off. "Anyway! Are you 3 ready."
"Good luck out there!" Luna exclaims.
Lock nods.
"Mhm,” Oleander says.
Cole nods. “Mhm.”
Orpheus walks over to the door, puts his key in the door, and opens the door.
It's a bright, beautiful, sunny flower forest on the other side. Perfect springtime weather radiates into the room from the other side.
"What the fuck..." Cole walks through the door, he's using the cane like an old man.
Lock follows curiously.
Oleanders heads in.
Orpheus follows and shuts the door behind them.