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I absolutely do not want to think about Suguru's subconscious. Mine's fucked up enough. [makes a face, while laughing.] What kind of drink d'you want? Sweet? Spicy? Haven't got anything that tastes exactly like bread, unfortunately.
Parties mean we're too drunk to get upset about the living side shambling along like corpses.
[she says idly.]
Finish your drink and I'll give you a puzzle. [this sounds like the funniest thing in the world to her and it'll be more funny when she realizes he's got low tolerance]
.... I don't think we were. The Claude brat and I aren't, though I was working on fixing him, too.
Lucas and I... [ hmmm ] Perhaps it's simpler to say I'm his master...? Though the leash is pretty loose since I left him behind... I saw him everyday and didn't hate it, so that's something.
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I absolutely do not want to think about Suguru's subconscious. Mine's fucked up enough. [makes a face, while laughing.] What kind of drink d'you want? Sweet? Spicy? Haven't got anything that tastes exactly like bread, unfortunately.
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[ is that enough,, ]
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[teases.]
I can give you what I've got, but it's going to burn.
[imagine she handed him a fireball whiskey. she doesn't, she gives him... idk i don't drink help!!! something that tastes sweet.]
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You assumed I couldn't handle whatever you're drinking...
[ she's right she's saving his ass ]
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[offers him a sippy. it's strong as shit.]
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he doesn't DIE but my gOD does he make a face ]
Is this an act of self-destruction?
[ WHY WOULD YOU WILLINGLY DRINK THAT ]
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Just because you're a lightweight! [takes it back to take a drink.] What else have we got to do here, really.
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[ he really likes the puzzles ]
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[she says idly.]
Finish your drink and I'll give you a puzzle. [this sounds like the funniest thing in the world to her and it'll be more funny when she realizes he's got low tolerance]
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but he drinks.... ]
I could still solve a puzzle while drinking...
[ oh the confidence ]
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[also drinks.]
I'm surprised you agreed, actually. You don't seem like a big drinker in general?
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[ has he mentioned to her that they know each other well
it all comes together ]
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also did you get healed don't make me audience you at 9 pm on a thursday (threat)]
... Wait, you know each other well enough for drinks?
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but he tilts his head ]
He's my bodyguard.
[ a beat ]
Not this version of him. But mine.
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He's - your what. [HELP.] Lucas?
[idk why she's surprised, she got society'd and she knows he's murdered, but wow]
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Funny, isn't it? With a face like that but a grip that can crush a grown man's windpipe in half a second.
[ WHAT A FREAK (FOND) ]
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[frowns but like, affectionately]
I'm going to challenge him to an arm wrestling contest.
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I would like to see the results of that.
[ francy and i talked about who has even a chance to be as strong as lucas in the whole game and we said karlach. perhaps also boothill ]
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the way he followed this up with I CAN BENCH BOOTHILL, also ]
Wait, you said not this version of him? So you've got the alternate timelines thing going on too.
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scien just nods, yawning ]
We do. I'm three years ahead of both him and the Claude brat.
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[squints.]
Are you friends? Or is it less nice than that?
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but looks thoughtful at the other ]
.... I don't think we were. The Claude brat and I aren't, though I was working on fixing him, too.
Lucas and I... [ hmmm ] Perhaps it's simpler to say I'm his master...? Though the leash is pretty loose since I left him behind... I saw him everyday and didn't hate it, so that's something.
[ takes another sippy of his drink ]
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[she says, slightly amused by that. she loves that kid, but also.
she gives scien a vaguely scandalized look.]
His master? Really? Okay. [she's like, wow, that's kinky]
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The Claude brat to me is like... when your dog... has its own dog... So you still have to make sure it's alive, but it's not your dog...
[ oh no he's such a lightweight
anyway he's not fazed by the scandalized look because it is kind of kinky there's nothing normal about it ]
He gave his life to me, so what else is it...
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i'm sorry she fucking snortlaughs like a dumbass when he says that, trying to hide it in her drink]
That's... wow, that's something. If he wasn't so holy I'd ask if you'd kissed.
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