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Gabiel and Marian followed him nearly everywhere. His hive had become their hive as well, and while he'd been fast to house train them, (he wasn't going to take their poop), he knew little of them or their habits. They seemed to get along fine, venturing out only under batbro's protective gaze. The Lusii had formed a strange bond. Batbro didn't eat them and protected them. They in return would offer small grubs they'd dig up from the outside gardens.

Another thing Lunear needed to figure out- how to stop them from digging up his flower beds and garden.

He was sure their digging was a factor as to why his plants were dying.

It had reached the point of no return when Lunear caught them bringing him a half eaten flower. An offering of some strange sort. Yet it was his flower originally. From his garden. And it hadn't been half eaten. Or technically dead when he had last seen it.

So stuffing the gerbils into his coat pockets, crabbing his tiny troll hat and cane, it was time to hit town and rack up some facts on multi-limbed gerbils.

Arriving on the back of batbro, Lunear strode into the petshop, eying the robot briefly before looking at the other troll nearby. Who was also just... standing there. "If you don't mind." He side stepped around her, each step he made producing a bouncing squeak from his pockets.

He was heading towards the section where they kept the other small digging rodents that were far less adorable than gerbils. It was a step in the right direction he figured. Maybe. In his pockets, Gabiel and Marian began to wiggle out, tiny gerbil faces peeking out and staring at the new place their master had taken them for an adventure.

A tap to his shoulder was indeed, all it took to get the blue blood's attention. And shock when he saw just who it was. He figured that the less contact they had after the whole incident was the better. After all, no one wanted to be seen in public as a rebel or rabble rouser.

"...Yes I am Lunear." He looked around and then coughed a bit. "And yeah- that flarp game a while back, pretty good stuff. Er, what did you need?" Play it cool, play it cool. He didn't want cover to be blown but he couldn't exactly deny it, given she knew what she did.

She'd seen his melt down after all too.
Yikes that had been embarrassing.

Marian and Gabiel both wiggled at the sight of her- They certainly remembered a friendly face at the very least.

Lunear didn't mind helping. What he did mind was that his gerbils were wriggling around in excitement as Mili pat their heads, little please squeaks coming from his pockets.

"Hush you two-" They didn't, their tiny happy sounds coming up as they looked to the troll with a biggest saddest, cutest eyes they could.

"I know a few things. They have bedding, cages, these tiny tube houses, food- Most of the stuff you need for any rodent." He shrugged. "Depends more on how much you're willing to spend. What do you need help with in particular?"

None could resist the eyes of an innocent gerbil. Lunear felt that was a simple truth. Still, his gerbils wiggled like well, wrigglers, and he wanted well behaved gerbils not pampers play things, (which they were. Pampered that is). Lunear gave Mili a look of disparity. Really, he thought her not so easily sent off by drone though. "Okay, so.. everything. Alright." He could understand why not ask a drone but- "sometimes older trolls are around. Good ones, but, I suppose it helps to have ah, greased a few grubmits with beetles... in the past.." Not that he did so.

Offering her his arm, his free hand motioned not to far off. "Well, you need things to keep them active. Toys like wheels and little walkie orbs. Plus they like to burrow, so a place they can make their little nests and tunnel toys are good. As for food, only the finest brands." He spoke like he was an authority. "Numnum Corp. brand is good, though some high end retailers have top quality stuff. But unless its been verified by the gerbil health organization, don't bother." He so hoped he'd be able to find what he needed for his dearly lo-

-adored pets.

".... Truthfully I just let them out in my yard and such but finding that wasn't the most brilliant of my ideas. So, back to cages and things. Unless of course they stop digging up my garden." The indignant squeaks told him no, they wouldn't.

He was ready to go on explaining but when his companion stopped, so did he. Had he somehow offended? He hoped not because if so he had no idea who he'd done it. Yet when she started to fish in her pockets, he squeaking pockets no less?

It was an immediate effect. As soon as Milieu had her gerbils out, Marian and Gabiel wanted to join the freedom of running and squeaking and generally being little wrigglers under foot as well. It caused a stifled laugh to come from Lunear who was fine letting his two do as they wished. They were too much like dogs to wander overly far.

"let them fuss- Marian and Gabiel are pretty smart to avoid strangers and if we need to find them I can just set some treats out. In the meantime we can get what we need." He smiled, noting how Marian immediately started to groom. They had to be presentable after all.

After your garden had been torn up a second, third, and fourth time you just accepted gerbils being gerbils and their gerbalings. He didn't even think about the drones, mostly as drones had other things to do. Like serve and cull and be imposing and junk. So long as it wasn't a troll bothering them.. Lunear figured they had nothing to worry about.


Gabiel had decided that the place to go was isle of tubes- the same isle that Lunear was leading Milieu down to show her the toys and little plastic paths that simulated above ground burrows that the gerbils so loved. "So you see, these help so you don't need to buy so much burrowing material, since they can do it above ground!" He smiled, for once, enjoying talking and having someone who listened. He liked attention so to have a captive audience? It was nice.
"You can get them in sets of make your own... though, a set starting out is easiest since you can just build up. They also come in colors- oh, do you have a color preference? Some gerbils just look.. naturally better with certain colors."

Picking up a starter pack for her, Lunear was quick to pick himself one as well, as well as a bag of 'fine gerbil nibblets'. Whatever those were. "These should be fine then." He said, giving little room for any protest.

He smiled still, a bit excited at the aspect of a gerbil maze where he could see them. He paid no mind as he run the kits out, handing her one. He had beetles to spare. The boon of hardly ever spending them except on such occasions. "Do you like it?" He'd never really asked after all.