Empire Records and Bidet [2/26]

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia opened the store, somewhat relieved to see that Lucas seemed to be sleeping in nice and late. The less contact she had with her boss, she figured, the better.

Especially since her "present to Veronica" that she'd had to ask for an advance for, was currently tethered by one leg to the "Parental advisory" section and shouting things like "Cursing is disrespectful!" and "Judge not lest ye be judged!" at the top of its speakers.

Every now and then, it managed to spit out a few bits of glitter, but it was obvious that the morality bot's main line of defense was running on empty.

Today's music mix: The Cure. I mean, come on. What else would it be?

[ooc: this is probably your last chance to interact with Moral, at least for awhile]

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[sexydoctor.livejournal.com]

In search of some new sexy music to have sex to, Christian wandered into Empire Records.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia froze for a second at the sight of the person who'd just walked in the door.

Belthazor!

Wait, hadn't Veronica said that there was someone in town who looked like the demon, but wasn't? Maybe this was that guy?

She'd probably find out when he tried to kill her. She shot a glance at Moral.

Who had just spotted the doctor as well and was jumping on one foot at the full length of its tether, crying "Boys don't cry!" happily.

Oh god, did she hope this was just the lookalike.

[sexydoctor.livejournal.com]

Christian sized up the girl. Cute, but too young. Give her a few years, maybe, and she'd be an 8 or a 9. Her left eye was a milimeter or two higher than the right, but that was easily fixed.

He gave the bot a strange look. What the hell...?

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wasn't dead yet.

She took that as a good sign.

"Can I help you find something?"

"Drink your milk!" shouted Moral. "Just say no! Cheaters never prosper!"

[sexydoctor.livejournal.com]

"I'm looking for.... What the hell is that thing?" Christian said, looking at the bot again.

[nadiathesaint]

"Boys don't cry!" shouted Moral. "Hurting people is mean!"

"It's a morality bot," Nadia said, as though this was the most obvious, self-explanatory thing in the world. She still wasn't dead, and thus willing to bet this wasn't actually the demon Belthazor. "It's guarding the explicit music. It's out of glitter, though."

"Premarital sex is a sin!" cried the bot.

[sexydoctor.livejournal.com]

Christian headed over toward the bot, wanting to take a closer look. "Premartial sex is necessary," he chucked. "You want to try before you buy."

[nadiathesaint]

Moral was overjoyed. Its master had finally seen reason! It wasn't running away! In its delight, it managed to snap its tether and scurried over to shower now-cat-like affections on its master. "Judge not lest ye be judged," it practically purred.

Nadia regretted slightly letting Moral hang out with Furrball all day yesterday.

[sexydoctor.livejournal.com]

"Okay, off the Hugo Boss," Christian said, trying to get away from the affectionate bot. Residual glitter was getting on his pants.

[nadiathesaint]

"Sharing is caring," admonished the bot, as it wrapped its legs around the doctor's ankle. It wasn't letting its master get away again!

"It, um, it seems to like you." Nadia winced. What were the chances that Belthazor's lookalike was also a killer? She didn't like to think about it.

[sexydoctor.livejournal.com]

"Can you call it off?" Christian said, trying to pull Moral from his leg. "It's going to ruin my suit."

[nadiathesaint]

Fortunately, Moral was beginning to wind down. It clutched at the doctor's leg harder as though it somehow sensed this. "Do unto others . . ." its voice got deeper as it slowed "as you wouuuuld hhhaaaavvvveeee tttthhhheeemmm dooooo unnnntoooooooooooooooooo. . . ." It slowed to a stop.

Still clutching Christian's leg.

"It's done now," Nadia said mildly, though she was somewhat sad to see the bot fade out like that.