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[Faith's locked in her room; pretending to sleep for the benefit of herself, because if she admits she's awake she's going to make herself think. She doesn't particularly want to think about what she did - or more importantly said - under the quirk...]

ooc: (Mostly for Arkady, but anyone's free to bug her. ^^ )

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*Bok*

*Bok*

*Cluck cluck cackle*

[Whoever just wandered up to the door barefoot has a chicken with her.]

Hellloooooo?

[There's no response from within; Faith is just burying her head in that pillow. Not. Coming. Out.]

I've got a half pound of chocolate therapy in various forms all going to waste out here! Aw, come on, it's not going to eat itself, and if I do it alone I'll get a belly ache!

[There's a loud curse, but not much else from Faith's side of the door; Arkady might have to force this issue.]

Oh come on, Faith, we're partners here. If I was having a self-damaging mope you'd probably kick the door in and see that I was taking care of myself. Must I do the same?

[She starts making an earnest effort to break down the door, but, being bitty, repeatedly bounces off of it instead.]

[...The door unlocks. Not much else. Hey, might as well make misery complete, right?]

[Arkady jars the latch loose as she bonks into the door and falls into the room, sliding a few feet across the door. She ends up blinking up at the ceiling. The chickens follow her in.]

[Faith stares sulkily from her bed at the intruder...................... who looks adorable like that.

Fuck.]

[Arkady beams hello and sticks the bundle with her brownies into the air with both hands.] I saved the package!

[And the rooster nudges closed the door.]

...Package? [Does she smell chocolate?]

[She bounces up in a flurry of skinny limbs.] Brownies! Not the magic kind but they're so rich they're black.

[The rooster wanders up to Faith's bed and peers up at her. Bok.]

Daaang, Arkady... What's with the egg donor there?

Oh, Bertie Rooster does that. He likes to check out people before he lets his wife snuggle them.

[The chick married a rooster?] ....Cool.

[Actually his wife comes around the bedpost about now and hops up onto the bed--a fat red hen in some sort of diaper contraption. She cackles softly and snuggles in.]

Brownies?

Sure. [Not special, right? And she'll chomp on one or two...]

[They are ordinary brownies, but heavily chocolated, not too sweet and very gooshy.]

I sometimes have no idea what to say, but I can always bake brownies.