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Who: B, C, you??
Where: Lobby,
When: Day 41 Morning

[TWO SMALLS ARE WANDERING BACK IN, having been completely gone all Day 40. They look annoyed but especially dolled up, due having been transferred away for a commercial shoot.]

Here's a fortune, who attacks with a Level 4 gnome with a Level 20 Mirror Bat?? The height advantage's just adding insult to injury!

[that's a question not a fortune]

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[When Maki sees him she immediately rises from her seat to walk over to him... despite the fact that she still looks pale and unsteady on her feet.]

Hey.

Edited 2018-09-24 04:22 (UTC)

[Well fuck.

He was hoping he could avoid a follow up to their conversation for a reasonable amount of time. The most reasonable amount being FOREVER.

Gives her a once over. Double-fuck. Was she the one who drank the potion on Taisho?]

You look like shit.

Yeah, thanks. Apparently I didn't get as lucky drinking both poison and antidote as some people.

The antidote didn't cure you?

Clearly not.

Should someone be doting on you then? Isn't that standard operating procedure with significant others?

Is that what you're worried about? They have been, but I stepped out for a bit.

I'm not worried about anything. It's just a statement of fact.

Right. Well, I didn't want to talk about that.

Oh boy. Here it comes.

What do you want to talk about now?

How you're a suicidal idiot who voluntarily drank poison.

Did you come over here to just to fucking lecture me?

Yes.

Get over yourself. What I do is none of your fucking business! And I don't give a damn about your approval!

You don't have to care about my approval, but you should care about not destroying yourself doing stupid things trying to prove yourself.

You don't know me. Or what I'm trying to do. So don't you dare start with any more of this psycho-analysis bullshit.

Oh yeah? Why don't you tell me what you're trying to do, then?

I'm trying to understand and test the boundaries of this fucking rigged system that they've set up. I refuse to be a puppet on a string, dancing for the entertainment of our captors.

So instead you'll be a rat running straight into a wall repeatedly and knocking yourself out? You can be a smart guy, you should know when it's going to be useful to test something and when you're just risking making yourself unable to do something actually important.

What if you had ended up as the one with the stupidly high fever and... too dazed to stand up for more than a few minutes...?

[in fact her vehemence fades a little toward the end there and she sways slightly]

[Are you going to faint on him...?]

And you're obviously not one to talk since I'm guessing you also volunteered to drink whatever Taisho was sent.

[Her eyes are a little unfocused but she seems to be remaining upright for now, at least.]

Yes, because I wasn't going to let Yasuragi drink it, and because I have literally not been even slightly injured by anything else since I got here. Including that house.

So you're living up to your own standards on what bullshit you're willing to put up with, even at the cost of yourself.

Why the fuck do you think you have the right to decide what those standards are for me?

I'm not trying to decide things for you. I'm worried about you.

Worried about. . .

What the fuck? What the actual fuck? You made it clear that this--

[Wildly gestures at the both of them]

-- was over because I wouldn't give in to your stupid fucking demands.

You don't get to just waltz back whenever you please and talk about fucking worrying about me. I don't even tolerate that bullshit from my closest business associates.

[Wow. That takes her aback a little, but after a beat she manages to summon enough composure to stare him in the eyes]

So I would get to be worried about you if it wasn't over?