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[orphans]

Your wworlds havve been destroyed. WWhat part of that message wwas unclear?
Abandon the childish notion of evventual return; it's avversivve to behold.

[filtered to ahri, chidori, and the signless]

If you are still unawwares, I must advvise against exploration of floor twwenty-four.

[filtered to her imperious condescension]


[...


except not, so just have a few milliseconds of static before hanging up!!! if returned, he'll get back to her once he's paced the room thirty or so times.]

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[evocation]

[RUDE. She frowns at the arm as she sits down in the empty chair beside him.]

Are you alright?

[orphans]

[having two arms is a wonderful thing, don't take it for granted. he remains expressionless.]

What brings that question up?

[evocation]

[She shrugs.]

Curiosity.

[And then she's just going to lean forward and plant one on him. DON'T FUCK IT UP, DUALSCAR.]

[orphans]

[OH WHAT klsjdak he recoils, though it's more out of surprise than anything, and not nearly enough to break it. he doesn't move much beyond that though, his thoughts racing at about 186282 Mps. that's the speed of light, by the way. narration must ruin would could otherwise be a slightly cute moment.

because, yeah. he's pretty sure this doesn't meet the criteria for human friendship.]

[evocation]

[IT DOESN'T, WHOOPS. But she hasn't had many friends before, so what does she know? She pulls away, laughing a bit at his response.]

I wanted to thank you for helping me.

[orphans]

[DON'T LAUGH GOSH you would be surprised too!! though maybe he shouldn't have been as surprised considering her general... behavior. ahem. he raises his eyebrows slightly and looks away, as if in embarrassment. though probably not embarrassment, is he even capable of such an emotion, the world may never know.]

A simple 'thank you' would have sufficed.

[evocation]

[WOW WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING. She grins.]

I like my way better.

[orphans]

I'm sure many would.

[compliment?? maybe??? or maybe it's that humanity is d i s g u s t i n g oh who are we kidding here. he leans back in his chair, claws to lightly against its arms.]

Is there somethin' in particular you wanted to speak of?

[evocation]

[It's clear she's taking it as a compliment in the way she smirks. He's so tsun.]

No, nothing beyond thanking you, and asking you how you've been. I've heard there are consequences for our sponsors.

*to.. tap

[orphans]

That would be correct.

[SO HOW HEAVY SHOULD HE LAY ON THESE CONSEQUENCES. he is torn between his inner drama queen and not looking like a total pansy. but hey, they do suck, and he has had to deal with him, and he's still standing in one piece. mostly. melodrama wins out.]

I would've rather been in the arena, at this rate.

[evocation]

I don't blame you. At least my punishment was over quickly. Is there anything I can do?

[orphans]

I don't believe so, unless you've some other inhuman abilities you wish to make known.

[speaking of which brings another topic to mind. which he'll save for later. maybe.]

[evocation]

No, unfortunately not.

[She smiles.]

We could go get dinner.

[orphans]

[hnnn.]

Why do you want to?

[evocation]

Because I'm hungry, and I'd like the company. Why do you think?

[orphans]

... I've not the faintest idea, thus the question.

[pause.]

But if you insist.

[evocation]

Oh, I wouldn't want to force you.

[orphans]

We shall go. As [...] friends, do.

[this really should not be this difficult]

[evocation]

[MAN DOES SHE HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT FOR HIM? She laughs, looping an arm through his.]

Lead the way, then.

[orphans]

[wow what. he's torn between thinking he's the hottest shit ever and that of course she would be all over him, that she's just fucking with him, or if she's sincerely grown to like him. you know, with his overall likability and all that.

... there's only so much you can kid yourself about.

he doesn't protest much beyond tensing slightly as he stands, beginning to do as bid. she may notice after a bit that he's heading toward floor twenty-one instead of the usual.]

[evocation]

[She totally notices. WHAT A STUD. She also notices him tensing.]

Are you ever going to tell me anything about yourself, or do I have to be specific?

[orphans]

['hi i'm orphaner dualscar and i kill people' gee wiz his confidence has really taken a beating here, much to everyone's relief.]

The latter.

[evocation]

[He is getting an eyeroll!]

You said you were some sort of pirate, didn't you?

[orphans]

[he stiffens, visibly, and sneers. WOW WHY CAN'T YOU LISTEN OR REMEMBER CONVERSATIONS... like literally his whole demeanor sours, if that is even possible.]

I am not, an' would prefer not to be lumped into the same group as such. That would be my kismesis.

[evocation]

[TOO. EASY. She's laughing at him.]

My mistake.

[But wait more weird troll stuff!]

What's a kismesis?