Spa at the Monastery, Room 2, Thursday Afternoon

[dollpocalypse]

In contrast to the past few days, Topher and Kenzi's room was now meticulously clean. This was because many of Topher's robots and wires and such had been thrown away and/or destroyed. KENZI.

There was, however, a fairly complex chain of wires attached to the TV, and three video game controllers set out on the floor. And there was a T-shirted Kenzi in the tub, a pajama-clad Topher who had dragged his mattress onto the floor in front of the TV, and a zombie-killing game on the screen.

Peter was sure to love this arrangement!

[[For the evil overlord and lady! Kenzi modded with permission. Up early for timezones!]]

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[dollpocalypse]

Topher's eyes went huge.

"Kate?!"

Whoooole different Kate, kid.

[lockestheway]

"You vastly underestimate the power of the shovel," Peter said. He was used to Topher's dramatic outbursts right now, so he ignored it. "Try hitting someone in the face with one next time."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"You are so going to need a bodyguard, the second you get any kind of public outfit job," Kenzi said in resignation. "I'll be interviewing them." She looked over at Topher. "Let me guess, she hit you?"

[dollpocalypse]

"Yes! She's not to be trusted!"

Never mind the one Kenzi was talking about was probably New Kate, who he had a whole host of other feelings about.

"You know, there's a way to create a character in this with a shovel as a weapon," he added after a second, pointing back at the screen.

...Sorry he utterly failed at staying on-topic, you guys. He didn't mean to be an attention whore.