no, she just wanders over to him, amused at his hovering. and then hands him a Juice, and pats her chest like kitty!! c'mere!! jump over. love me frumpkin.]
she scoots closer, reaching to tuck his hair out of his face.]
What's fucking you up about it? Being public? Or it not being real? Not that I'm saying you want to be with either of those boys in actuality, just... the concept of.
[There is a couch, yes. I'm godmodding Nu's penthouse. Frumpkin goes along for the ride, giving Karlach a back and forth back and forth.]
It sounds ridiculous, but... I suppose we have few choices outside of ruining the ritual, and it is not the strangest relic, or rock, or material I have ever seen.
[Thinking about it.]
As Gale said, "Optimism to the point of abject self-delusion is the correct way to go."
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no, she just wanders over to him, amused at his hovering. and then hands him a Juice, and pats her chest like kitty!! c'mere!! jump over. love me frumpkin.]
You feeling better after everything?
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Essek takes the juice, looking at it like it's Satan, and Frumpkin happily leaps directly at Karlach's chest and shoulders.]
No.
[He will just be honest.]
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Want to talk about it? [waits for the no]
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Frumpkin loves on her though, nuzzling under her chin.]
There isn't anything to talk about really.
[IT IS CLEAR (to him) HE MADE A FOOL OF HIMSELF AND NOW ALSO CLEARLY FEELS SHAME.]
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[heehee.]
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Karlach. [oh my god don't just say it out loud] I'm not sad and shameful......
[He is.]
The thought is appreciated.
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You're right, you're not. But you're welcome. [scritchy frumpkin.] I'm sorry people played with you like that, it's a little mean.
At least you didn't go bald...
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In a way, being bald would have been preferable.
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[that makes her sad...
she scoots closer, reaching to tuck his hair out of his face.]
What's fucking you up about it? Being public? Or it not being real? Not that I'm saying you want to be with either of those boys in actuality, just... the concept of.
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He turns his head a bit away, but not to escape why she is doing.]
...I wasn't in control of what I was doing, or feeling.
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[that'd do it. stop being indignant!!]
Control's important to you, I know. You want me to go yell at all of them for you?
[she knows he probably won't say yes to this but there's a protective streak she feels, anyway.]
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N-No, that... won't be necessary. It's fine. I will get over it happening.
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[a beat.]
You mind if I hang out here with you a bit?
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...That's fine. Frumpkin seems to enjoy the company.
[""frumpkin""]
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there's a little smile, and she flops down somewhere. a couch, probably.]
What d'you think about all the rocks and things, by the way? We asked you all a bit, but... I'm curious.
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It sounds ridiculous, but... I suppose we have few choices outside of ruining the ritual, and it is not the strangest relic, or rock, or material I have ever seen.
[Thinking about it.]
As Gale said, "Optimism to the point of abject self-delusion is the correct way to go."
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[amused.]
So I guess the plan is we're letting the ritual happen, then. Hope the living know what they've got to do.
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[Hopefully fail.]
Muelsyse is with them. They will be fine. She knows what she is doing.