[video: forward-dated to the 24th]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Hey. [Sam grins at her drone---and thus, Haven in general---as she strides (a bit unevenly, as always) down the hall her apartment is in.] If we've talked a lot, or you've done me a favour, I need to know where you are, cause I've got something to give you. If you're at home? Great. If not? Say something, don't make me hunt. I got too much ground to cover today.

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[automobileenthusiast]

[OOOOH BREAKDOWN you weenie. Knock Out glances at the bag and then down at tiny human friend Sam. mMMMM]

It's not still like twitching or bleeding or anything, is it?

[10_20_15_5_50]

[She moves to open the bag, but pauses with it in hand to snort, amused, at Knock Out's question.]

Dude, no. No, no. It's cleaned, it's cured, it's okay.

[It's not an unfair question to ask, what with voodoo this and voodoo that, but the rabbit's foot Sam pulls from the pouch is unremarkable: light brown and uncapped, the hide stitched together (carefully, if inexpertly) over the stump of its ankle. She sets it on Breakdown's finger for his inspection, shrugging.]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[What?! What's he a weenie for now? He just wants to see it! And it's in a tiny bag, he didn't want to crush is trying to dump it out.]

[He...gives the foot a funny look, confused.]

...I don't get it, but all right. I guess, put it in the glove box?

[He'll hold it out to Sam so he can transform.]

[automobileenthusiast]

Just roll with it. Humans cut off animal feet for luck, I guess. The important thing is, Sam is absolutely precious. Y'know, in a creepy sort of way.

[Of course he's teasing he has to take a jab at his favorite human ok.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Sam takes the foot, tucking it back into its pouch.]

Specific feet, but what he said. [She grins at Knock Out, figuring the teasing is only fair; nobody (so far as she knows) uses body parts/products same as she does.] I'll take that; thank you.