she blinks, after this memory - laughs, actually? she just huffs out a laugh, because hey, at least this one isn't as terrible as the others she's seen today. ]
... Who was that? Friends of yours? [ a beat. ] The lady was pretty hot.
Don't laugh. Okay, maybe laugh. It is better than him getting bullied to hell and back, and it is better than some traumatic ass memory, as if she might not get one of those later anyway.
His exhale is Tired, but wry. He makes a disgruntled noise at the question, and then quickly lifts both hands up. DO NOT.]
I'm sure she would be thrilled to hear. [He waves dismissively in front of himself.] Beauregard and Fjord and the rest of the Mighty Nein.
[He makes a little bit of a face at this. Yes, yes, yes. YES. He has experience. Unfortunately.]
Too familiar.
[Wahoo was just the M9 3.0 for him. 2.0 happens to be the idiocy he endured in Scawwy. He continues to run into M9 after M9 after M9. What will it be NEXT? A collection of hellish bells?]
The last person I would ask for advice to fit in would be Beauregard.
You think this because she is exactly who you remind me of and have this whole time.
[In cahoots.]
I was a different sort of man back then. They made me feel insane so often. And, yet, there wasn't a single thing I could do about it. Any attempt to be rude to them to keep them away, they did not care.
Wouldn't be the first guy to do that and you won't be the last. [ leans forward a bit. ] You don't have to tell me about it. I've got shit I've done that I'm not proud of.
Also WOW. This is a lot. This is a lot for fucking children? Hello? What the hell is happening here?
He is stuck with a hand pressed to his chest in an attempt find some composure. The emotions are much more wild and high, and it makes him think of the feelings he experienced more recently before this place.]
[ she does actually pause at the firm voice, out of instinct. and then, belligerent, she grabs the bottle and takes a drink, pointedly staring at him. you're not the boss of her.
[He's going to tattle to Jonas on her. He just looks at her exactly like he would probably look at his sibling, but he isn't about to fight her over booze.]
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she blinks, after this memory - laughs, actually? she just huffs out a laugh, because hey, at least this one isn't as terrible as the others she's seen today. ]
... Who was that? Friends of yours? [ a beat. ] The lady was pretty hot.
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Don't laugh. Okay, maybe laugh. It is better than him getting bullied to hell and back, and it is better than some traumatic ass memory, as if she might not get one of those later anyway.
His exhale is Tired, but wry. He makes a disgruntled noise at the question, and then quickly lifts both hands up. DO NOT.]
I'm sure she would be thrilled to hear. [He waves dismissively in front of himself.] Beauregard and Fjord and the rest of the Mighty Nein.
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So you weren't kidding when you said you had experience with rowdy groups. [ hehe. ] Wahoo must've been familiar.
They just wanted you to fit in, I think.
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Too familiar.
[Wahoo was just the M9 3.0 for him. 2.0 happens to be the idiocy he endured in Scawwy. He continues to run into M9 after M9 after M9. What will it be NEXT? A collection of hellish bells?]
The last person I would ask for advice to fit in would be Beauregard.
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Aw, come on. She seems fun. [ legally obligated to say this ] You don't hate it, I can tell.
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You think this because she is exactly who you remind me of and have this whole time.
[In cahoots.]
I was a different sort of man back then. They made me feel insane so often. And, yet, there wasn't a single thing I could do about it. Any attempt to be rude to them to keep them away, they did not care.
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Sorry, grumpy, you're not as good at being mean as you think you are. [ amused!! ] I'll take that, though. Worse things I could be compared to.
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I am perfectly mean. Some people are just...
[Stupid. But he does not say this. Instead, he keeps his mouth shut. She can fill in the blanks. In all seriousness:]
...You would like her, I think. She is brash, often vulgar, nosy, has no social grace, [as vi could see] and is a monk.
But sticks to her convictions.
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-- Hah, that's the least flattering description. You really must think something of me if you think I'd like her.
[ this is teasing. she knows why he's saying so. ]
They seem fun. Good people. I think you probably go right to people like that.
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That - [HOLD ON!!!!] That wasn't what I meant.
[NOOOOOO. STOP TEASING HIM. Why is he being bullied from all fucking angles every day of his life?!]
...They are trying their best, but have given me more grace than I deserve.
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Yeah? Why's that? You did something horrible?
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He is quiet for a very long moment, and has a difficult time meeting her eyes really. His smile is tiny, tight.]
I did. I did something selfish which ended up putting them into some danger.
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Wouldn't be the first guy to do that and you won't be the last. [ leans forward a bit. ] You don't have to tell me about it. I've got shit I've done that I'm not proud of.
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...It isn't as if I can keep it this week. Sooner or later, you may have seen everything anyway.
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but also, she makes a face at that... and is promptly interrupted by Memshare
by which i mean makes you watch four parts in a row because i'm too lazy to record it myself
part one
part two
part three
part four ]
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Also WOW. This is a lot. This is a lot for fucking children? Hello? What the hell is happening here?
He is stuck with a hand pressed to his chest in an attempt find some composure. The emotions are much more wild and high, and it makes him think of the feelings he experienced more recently before this place.]
Vi...
[MY GOD]
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she is. so not used to this, which is why she has to take a second, running her hand through her hair. ]
... Okay. [ SURE, WHY NOT, JUST HER TRAUMATIC MEMORIES LIKE SPAGHETTI EVERYWHERE ]
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I'm sorry. [For seeing something deeply personal, he means.] A lot happened very quickly.
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[ whew. a beat. in a tone that is trying very hard for joking: ]
Yeesh. Sorry to bring the mood down.
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You don't have to apologize. It is undoubtedly a side effect of this new week, one of the more irritating ones. Anything can be on display.
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[ reaches
for her alcohol, where is it at ]
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Vi.
[It's to stop her, so it's firm, but it's gentle. He doesn't raise his voice at all. Stop drinking, you alcoholic.]
I suppose this is how Verin may feel about me.
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a pause, though. ]
Who's Verin?
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My younger brother.
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Oh. [ ... ] Do you still talk?
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