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RS: http://www.bemisu.com/SlideShow/Seamusslide.jpg

RS: | I do not Know What It Is | Exactly | ? | RS: | But | It is Loud |

ID: ...what the fuck. ahahah. it's creepy.

RS: | Isn't It Just | ? |

RS: | But | I don't Know Why It Has no Fur |

ID: whats a kabiir.

ID: maybe it's sick.

ID: and lost its fur.

RS: | Ah | Kabiir is a Lusus who Accompanies Me in My Travels |

RS: | Let Me See if I have a Picture |

ID: also congrats on not being sick now. or at least less sick.

RS: http://i.imgur.com/RFPvwq0.jpg RS: | Here She Is | ! |

ID: oh. that looks fun.

RS: | =:\ | RS: | And | Haha | Thank You | RS: | I am Not Sick at All | ! |

RS: | I have Successfully Fought Off the Disease | RS: | Through Judicious Application of | Not Applying Tentacles to My Airstem | =:P |

RS: | How are You | ? | I was Going to Read Up | RS: | But | You People Talk Entirely too Much | Haha |

RS: | I think It Said | Over Five Hundred Messages | RS: | I don't Think I Manage Five Hundred Messages in a Single Night | =:P |

ID: hahah yeah we uh. played a dumb game and drank some petrol disguised as wine.

ID: i gotta see if sips is up and about eventually. but the couch is comfy. and my pan sorta aches.

RS: | Oh | ! | Those are Fun |

RS: | | Did You Drink Water | ? |

ID: eh. drinking water would mean getting up. but i will. eventually.

ID: i guess i should. i am getting hungry.

ID: how grumpy is she waking up on a scale from 1 to 10.

ID: 10 being she will try and claw my eyes out.

RS: | Is She on a Floor | or In a Recuperacoon | ? | ? |

ID: coon. how do i get her out.

RS: | And That is Guaranteed to Wake Her |

ID: shaking, got it. if i stop replying assume i'm dead.

ID: good news, not dead.

RS: | Haha | Good | ! |

RS: | I assumed She Wouldn't be Quite |- That -| Aggressive | over a Little Recuperacoon Shaking | RS: | But |

RS: | You said Dead |

RS: | But Are You Free from Maiming | ? | =:P | Sleep-Addled Mauling | ? | ? |

RS: | Are Your Ears still Accepting Sound |

ID: pff fortunately. =:P

ID: she's like waking a cholerbear from hibernation.

SA: it is a hairless baby. I mean, a kitten. Of a strange breed.

SA: do not eat this one.

RS: | =:1 |

RS: | Are You quite Certain It is a Meowbeast | ? |

RS: | I am Fairly Sure They have Hair | Do They Not | ? |

SA: yes. This is a special kind. Made for people who are allergic to fur.

SA: a colleague of mine has one.

SA: they are also called gremlins

RS: | Oh | ! | That's a Cute Name |

SA: ... gremlin?

RS: | Also | Fitting | for an Unsettling Beast |

RS: | Yes | ! |

RS: | Say It Out Loud |

RS: | It sounds like a Sort of Endearing | Frolicking | Beast |

SA: it doesn't sound like anything when I say it but I also lack intonation 75% of the time.

SA: are you calling it Gremlin then?

RS: | Haha | No | I am not Calling It Anything | RS: | I Made the Mistake of Naming Kabiir | And | Look Where I am Now |

SA: if you do not want the baby I will take it

RS: | Oh | ! | You are Free to It |

SA: yes...

SA: but how will we get it here?

AA: | | Hmm |

RS: | I don't Suppose I could Put It in a Box and Mail It | Haha |

RS: | It would Get Cold | For One |

SA: it would also probably die as it is a kitten and requires more nutrients than an adult

RS: | ! | ! | ! |

RS: | Yes | Let's Avoid That | =:( |

SA: where are you again? I wonder if the Provenance train runs that way

RS: | Mm | Where is Provenance | ? |

RS: | I can Check the Lines | For You |

RS: | If You Made It to Cascara | I am Only an Hour Away | So | RS: | I could Easily Drive back Up |

SA sent map.png

RS: | Hmmm |

SA: it took a several hour train ride to get to Cascara

| Your City does Look Rather Far Away |

SA: if I can finish my cases this evening I could easily just get on the train and come get it. I do not mind

SA: I don't think Hadean and Sipara will be here any time soon

ID: damn too bad this didn't happen before me and sip hit the road.

ID: I mean I dunno. we might be close.

RS: | haha | No | RS: | You are Not Close | Don't Even Worry About It | Hadean |

RS: | They get Hidden | =:1 |

SA: they get... hidden... how are they getting in..

SA: hello Hadean. I hope you are not terribly hung over

ID: my pan just aches a bit, it's fine. hey pris. uh. hope I didn't send you a weird message. because apparently I got chatty last night sometime.

SA: you insisted on knowing more about me. But nothing else was very strange. I made you sad by accident.

SA: the lusii?

ID: oh. and false alarm, just messaged ashy. loser sent a pic though, nice to know who i'm fighting.

SA: didn't we already know that. Though?

SA: also, water and food will help with the hang over.

RS: / it will / ! / I said water / but / oh / make sure you get bread as well / ! /

SA: oh, yes sorry

SA: I should go get breakfast, I will return later.

ID: gonna drag sips for food. if she didn't drown in the trap.

AA: no drowning, jfc. and stop knocking!! Ï'm almost doneeeee.

ID: finish primping, it's my turn. =:P

LL: Wtf is a GREMLIN?

LL: And, wait, did you name it already?

LL: I have the BEST name for it!

AA: it's not prnimping!! this soporn just suckssss. but okay, okay, out in 30s. AA: if therne is any soporn in my hairn still, tho, gonna fight you. >:{ RS: | Ha | Ah | I haven't Named It | I'm not Keeping It | ! |

RS: | But | Please | Share | =:B |

LL: What's that gotta do with NAMING it? LL: Next person can just RENAME it or something.

LL: Omg, yes, >:D

LL: Name it LUNCH!

LL: Then you DON'T have to keep it!!

RS: | HA |

LL: <:devious:254425406877204481>

ID: if there's sopor still in your hair I won't tell you and you can just live with it. =:P

RS: | That is Mean | But | Charming | =:B | RS: | Why Lunch | ? | Why Not Dinner | ? |

AA: >:{!!! AA: you hurnrny up now, bc - y, i want dinnern. orn lunch. orn weee.

LL: Well, what if you get hungry EARLY?

LL: See, AA's already down to EAT. >:D

LL: And mean but charming sounds like an ACES aesthetic, tbh.

LL: Also, HEY

LL: How's things, GENERALLY? LL: I dodged when the FIGHTING shit started cos a) IDGI why people think it's fun to watch and b) huge attention-grabbing events are good for BUSINESS, but I hope you didn't get SHANKED or something.

ID: i'll be ready faster if you braid my hair for me sips, fyi.

AA: have yrn frnonds fallen off, arne orn you just rnly lazy? >:}

ID: no but my frond got broken if you fucking forgot. =>:P

LL: Is the barkbeast's auricular WINNING, though?

RS: | And | Well Enough | ! | RS: | It has been a Little | Ah | Turmulotous | ? | But | I did not Get Shanked | Other People were Shanked | So | RS: | It all Worked Out for the Best | I suppose | Haha |

RS: | It is Not | ! |

AA: omg, don't be a wrnigglern. brnaid yrn headfluff w/ yrn fangs!! AA: jk, jk, i'll do it, hold on. >:P

LL: Better question: did you SHANK anybody, or are you getting lessons from the GREMLIN?

LL: From LUNCH**

RS: | I would Never Shank Anyone | That'd be Improper | RS: | And | That's entirely Too Much Contact | =:P | Why Shank | when You can Smack Them Away at a Distance | with a Staff | ? | ? | RS: | Save Yourself from the Trouble of Bandaging any Unfortunate Remnants of the Scuffle | ! |

RS: | I am Getting Lessons from the Gremlin | Though |

LL: From LUNCH*

RS: | From Lunch | * |

LL: >:D

RS: | Should I be Concerned about Kabiir Eating Lunch | Do You Think | ? | =:B |

LL: And u rite, u rite. LL: That's why I just SHOOT people, tbh. LL: I've meet even TOUCHIER trolls, though. LL: One of my old mates just went full SNIPER for their specibus.

LL: And, idk, PROBABLY. LL: Does she eat MEAT? LL: When'd she LAST eat?

LL: ... Has she eaten LUNCH? >:D

LL: Like lunch not like Lunch.

LL: Gotta respect the STAFF, too. LL: Been smacked by one of THOSE way too many times to lineface anymore! LL: I think the only guy I've met that can wreck me with one FROND tied behind his BACK used one.

ID: staffs are cool. 👌

AA: staffs arne lame. >:P RS: | Treason | ! | They are Fantastic | =:B | RS: | And | Oh | If You're Fighting Often | It would Make Sense to Have a Gun | I think | But | Ah | I Feel That Gives too Much of an Aggressive Air | ? |

RS: | Especially Sniper Rifles | Haha |

RS: | She is a Barkbeast | ! | Maidel Stated They eat Meat |

AC: Ø It makes up a lot of their diet. .u. Ø

LL: I mean, MY lusus was a barkbeast, and she ate EVERYTHING. LL: Pretty sure old banana peels ain't NUTRITIOUS.

AC: Ø Barkbeasts eat anything, but that doesn't mean they _should_ . Ø

LL: And I have PISTOLS, but, hey, if that's so AGGRO that folks don't wanna pick a FIGHT with me, I ain't gonna COMPLAIN. You wanna fight me, you're gonna get a HOLE in your PAN, none of that messing around shit.

LL: Plus, strapping pistols to thigh holsters is, like, TOTALLY badass.

AC: Ø ouo that does sound pretty cool Ø

LL: The SNIPER just looks stupid. LL: I think it was longer than THEY were TALL.

LL: And eyyyy. Cool as a flame-painted ROCK. >:D

AC: Ø .n. that sounds unwieldy - hahaha Ø

AC: Ø unu the coolest rock Ø

LL: >:D >:D >:D

AC: Ø I'm so sorry, I keep TRYING to train her not to... Ø

AC: Ø But she's stubborn and that face of hers is so LONG Ø

RS: | So | I Suppose It is | - | Oh | ! | RS: | It isn't a Problem | She looks Very Sad | If You do not Give Her Food |

LL: But, yeah, that thing took FOREVER to set up and you basically CAN'T use it at close range. LL: IDK, everyone has their PREFERENCE, but I'm just figuring someone's not gonna be all NICE about fighting you like you'd PREFER.

AC: Ø Pheres, that's because all barkbeasts use that to con you into giving them food. Ø

AC: Ø They're adorable and can't be trusted. Ø

RS: | | Thigh Holsters | ? | Are Those a Thing | ? |

LL: Only if you're COOL.

AC: Ø I've seen cool characters with them .u. Ø

RS: | I would Carry a Gun | For Thigh Holsters | They seem Amazing |

RS: | And Very Sharp | ! |

LL: Some people stick KNIVES in em, too.

RS: | My Apologies | ! |

LL: Why's she HUNGRY so much, anyhow?

AC: Ø xux you have but to be fair...I can't really blame you...she's so endearing Ø

LL: Shouldn't she be out getting her OWN food?

AC: Ø It's kind of dangerous to let her roam Derevnya... Ø

AC: Ø Those scary birds might get her Ø

LL: ??? LL: She's got TEETH, hasn't she?

ID: hahah no need to get her own food when she knows where to get it easy anyways.

AC: Ø I don't know what I'd do if she got dive-bombed by one of those awful pelicans. Ø

LL: Teach her to RUN, I guess. LL: Idk what kind of BARKBEAST can't take a BIRD.

AC: Ø These ones take whole trolls sometimes xux Ø

LL: Yeah, but a barkbeast's got FOUR walkfronds over our two!

LL: We're at a DISADVANTAGE, really.

AC: Ø .u. huh, I never thought of it like that Ø

AC: Ø But that's a good point Ø

ID: ...man note to never go to. that place.

AC: Ø Derevnya's nice .u. but it is very foggy Ø

LL: What, Derevyna? It's GREAT!

AC: Ø It's nicer than Temasek... Ø

LL: If you get DIVEBOMBED, you can take VENGEANCE and dive-bomb them BACK.

AC: Ø Or well I guess Temasek is nice, but... Ø

LL: There's, like, sky gliding setups and shit.

AC: Ø Ehhhh Ø

LL: What's wrong with TEMASEK?

AC: Ø Oh! What do you do in Derevnya, LL? .u. Ø

AC: Ø It, um. It's kind of really strict...and there are lot of clowns... Ø

ID: ....huh okay revenge makes it seem a lil more appealing.

AC: Ø But its coast is nice. .u. Ø

LL: I LIVE there! LL: Kinda? LL: TECHNICALLY, I live there. LL: My moirail has a COMBALLET STUDIO there, and he makes me come back because it's got a CUPE and GROCERIES.

LL: Also, my PI office!

AC: Ø oooh! That's really cool! Ø

LL: And I gotchu, clowns get all WEIRD about, like, EVERYTHING.

ID: clowns can't not be weird. it's just. their way.

AC: Ø xux I know it's judgmental and all but I...don't feel very comfortable around purples...thanks to spending three sweeps around clowns. Ø

AC: Ø I'm sure some of them are probably fine... Ø

RS: | But | Yes | Ah | Wait | RS: | Do You Dislike all Indigoes | Maidel | ? |

RS: | I wasn't Aware |

AC: Ø I mean, I try not to .n. Ø

AC: Ø I'd never be rude to one of our customers Ø

AC: Ø But I get nervous Ø

RS: | You get on Well Enough with Riccin | Too |

RS: | Oh | ! | That's not Good |

AC: Ø Riccin's not purple, though Ø

AC: Ø It's...different. Ø

RS: | There's no Need for You to be Around Them | Then | Pyrois and I can Handle the Blueblood Deliveries |

AC: Ø No, it's fine. If I never talk to them, I'll never get over it. Ø

AC: Ø I don't have any call being like this when some of them are perfectly respectable customers. Ø

LL: IDK, I kinda lived with one for SWEEPS and she was a bit poncy but not THAT batty. LL: Guess the RELIGIOUS shit's pretty WEIRD, though.

LL: Also, SWEET. You can name the SECOND gremlin DINNER and the rodent can be SNACK!

RS: | Oh | All Religious Things are a Bit Tripe | AA: | But | Well | You can Come with Me on My Deliveries to Indigoes | Then | ! |

RS: | And That Way | You will have a Buffer | to Feel Better |

AC: Ø It's...not even that...I don't mind the Mirthful religion so much, I know a lot of the hymns actually even if I'm not a clown Ø

RS: | And More Comfortable | ? |

AC: Ø I'm not good with voodoos, that's all. Ø

LL: Oh, the MIND shit?

LL: There's a trick to that!

AC: Ø ...? Ø

ID: huh. there is?

LL: Every time they TRY it on you, you gotta break their SNOUT. LL: They learn real QUICK-like.

RS: | Hahaha |

AC: Ø I _can_ do it on my own, I mean, I have been. It's not a problem. I'd never let my own problems get in the way of a job. Ø

AA: y. what tealie said. >:P

ID: pffff well yeah, that works pretty good i guess.

RS: | It's not a Problem at All to Accompany You | ! | RS: | Are the Voodoos Really a Problem | ? | I don't Think I've ever Had Anyone Try to Use Those on Me |

RS: | Although | They're Perfectly Intimidating without Them |

ID: the 'doos suck.

AC: Ø Yes, but it's more efficient to split us up. I mean. If you want to, I'm always happy to have you along! But it's not an issue. Ø

CC: ...i can-n☼t be-lieve that this is what i ☼-pen the chat back up t☼ af-ter g☼☼d-ness kn☼ws h☼w l☼ng ☼f an ab-sence. CC: i feel like my cl☼wn-ha-ting sen-ses just ting-led. CC: but yes, as ll said, ei-ther that ☼r ha-ving a firm w☼rd with them, sh☼uld y☼u be cl☼-ser t☼ them, u-su-al-ly w☼rks w☼n-ders.

RS: | Oh | Well | I don't Mean to Be Overbearing | If You feel Comfortable with It | Then | That is Fine | RS: | But | Ah | It doesn't Necessarily Need to be an Issue | for It to be Something Worth Accomodating | ? | RS: | After All | I am Perfectly Capable of Handling Violets | But You still Come Along | ! |

LL: Like, REAL firm. LL: Firm as your FIST.

AC: Ø Oh, no, you're not overbearing, I just...don't want you to feel concerned? I don't like to cause any worry. Ø

RS: | Ah | Well | We will Consider It Swept Under the Rug | Then | Haha | And | Oh | Dear | RS: | Can I say Advocating Violence against Our Higher Caste Betters is | mm | Perhaps | not the Best Impression to Give to Others | Who may not Understand the Context from Which We are Speaking | ? |

AC: Ø xux plus, if it's clowns, you're usually outnumbered. Ø

LL: I'm not advocating for violence against HIGHER CASTE BETTERS, I'm advocating for violence against anybody that things FUCKING WITH YOUR HEAD is their business.

ID: clearly you just gotta fight the non-clown ones instead.

CC: is it n☼t ☼ur du-ty as the cal-mer castes t☼ p☼int it ☼ut when ☼ur _bet-ters_ are ac-ting p☼-si-tive-ly ri-di-cu-l☼us and un-ci-vi-lized, th☼ugh?

LL: I mean, don't go picking the fight if you're just gonna get yourself SHANKED by THIRTY PEOPLE, but if it's someone you're dealing with on the regular, you can't let 'em go thinking you let that kinda thing FLY.

AC: Ø xux still leaves you with a troll who has intense strength and resilience...plus they're often really _tall_ Ø

ID: aww they aren't all tall. as long as your fist can still reach their face, it's all good.

AC: Ø xux depends on if it's still attached after Ø

CC: and there is n☼-thing ☼f sub-stance t☼ be said a-gainst a g☼☼d kick t☼ the shin ei-ther, real-ly.

LL: Shit, EVERYONE'S taller than me, I'm like barely five FEET.

LL: Just means they FALL further!

ID: hahah i like ll's thinking.

ID: ps sips if my hand gets ripped off please put it on ice for me.

LL: >:D

ID: wait i know your name. bonnie.

ID: bonnie? bonnie's thinking.

AC: Ø Oh! That's right! Well, now I just feel rude .n. Ø

LL: DUH

ID: hey, i remembered! =>:P

LL: Hey, I WASN'T gonna go knocking heads, but now I don't GOTTA. >:D

RS: | Ah | Sorry | I keep Getting Distracted | ! | RS: | I am Dreadful at This Chat Format | Sometimes | =:C |

RS: | CC | Yes | It Is Our Duty | I suppose | But | RS: | It would be Rather Unfortunate if Someone Saw Our Discussion | and Decided They Ought to Take it The Wrong Sort of Way | Don't You Think | ? |

AC: Ø And then they just injure you for it. .n. Seems more likely. Ø

ID: i mean you have work and. gremlins and stuff distracting you too. so. hard to just focus on the chat.

LL: Well, YEAH, but you're not supposed to LET them get you.

RS: | Ah | No Work Tonight | ! | I am Trying to Take a Breather | Haha |

RS: | But | Yes | That's Fair |

ID: oh. probably a good idea when you were sick last night anyways.

AC: Ø whoop. That was a hole. Ø

AC: Ø This is why we don't text and walk. Ø

AC: Ø .n. help I have lost a leg. Ø

ID: ....what? are you. okay?

RS: | ! | ! | ! |

RS: | Is It Stuck in the Hole | ? |

AC: Ø ...yup Ø

AC: Ø brb, attempting to get self out of stupid situation Ø

AC: Ø ...oh wait there's an easy - Ø

AC: Ø and now I'm _wet_ . Yes. That was a great idea. Ø

ID: ...are you gonna need some help there bud?

AC: Ø no I'm fine. Now I feel slightly _singed_ but no longer wet. Ø

AC: Ø On the upside! I finally found the rock I was looking for. .u. Ø

RS: | Oh | ! | Be Careful | ! |

LL: Did you LOSE the LEG?

ID: =:??????

AC: Ø nah .u. Ø

RS: | He's merely Using His Psionics | Hadean | I Think |

AC: Ø yup .u. Ø

ID: oh. like with the hoofbeast?

LL: Well, better than what I was thinking with SINGED and WET.

AC: Ø exactly .u. Ø

RS: | The Hoofbeast | ? |

ID: ...long story.

AC: Ø ...oh god Ø

AC: Ø VERY long story Ø

LL: We got time!

ID: ...nah.

RS: | Haha | Heavens |

ID: nah you don't.

RS: | | Ah |

AC: Ø Hadean help Ø

RS: | I'm Glad the Two of You are Making Friends | ! |

ID: yeah. that's us. bosom buds.

RS: | If You would Rather Not | There's no Need to Share the Details |

RS: | My Feelings will not be Hurt | =:B |

ID: okay good. uh.

AC: Ø I mean I would but it's also Hadean's story so I don't know. .n. Ø

ID: yeah nah no story.

AC: Ø I don't want to make him uncomfortable. Ø

AC: Ø ooh Ø

AC: Ø what kind Ø

RS: | I am Unsure | ! |

LL: MY feelings are definitely hurt.

AC: Ø Iii finally found my rock? Which I found before and realized there were tweetbeasts nesting in its crevice. .u. they're still there and they have hatchlings now Ø

AC: Ø they're really cute Ø

ID: pffff well you should have been there bonnie. now it's too late.

RS: | This is His Refrigeration Unit | RS has attached a picture of Emerel's fridge! There's the row of bottles on the bottom, a great deal of vegetables, raw meat, milk.. it's fairly well-stocked. RS: | I was Thinking of Putting the Shin Hank in a Pot With Noodles | ? | ? |

LL: Maybe you shouldn't've gone FIGHTING like a WEIRDO and I would have stayed!

RS: | Also | A Vegetable |

AC: Ø that sounds delicious, I'm envious Ø

LL: Wtf, why do you have so much shit in your coldbox?

LL: What's it all even FOR?

ID: eating i'd assume.

RS: | I don't have the Faintest Idea |

AC: Ø For making really good meals .u. Ø

RS: | There's Too Much In Here to Eat | ! |

LL: Or your guy's coldbox, whatever.

AC: Ø ...there's not _too_ much... Ø

RS: | It is My Matesprit's Coldbox | Yes | Haha | RS: | Mine has | Um | A Dove | and Coffee |

LL: Dude, you telling me you wouldn't EXPLODE trying to get all that down?

AC: Ø I mean for just one meal yes - _Phereeeees_ Ø

LL: Why do you keep coffee in your COLDBOX?

AC: Ø Well I mean not in one meal no but it's nice and well stocked and looks good to me Ø

LL: Just put it in the CABINET.

RS: | So I do not Have to Prepare It on Long Drives | Haha |

AC: Ø Pheres, why won't you eat Emerel's leftovers, you worry me .n. Ø

AC: Ø okay .n. Ø

AC: Ø I know I shouldn't and you're fine but I do Ø

AC: Ø You need food more than Kabiir and I love her but she's not a smart troll with a business to run who needs energy .n. Ø

RS: | Oh | ! | I eat Plenty | RS: | Bonnie | Didn't You Say You Ran a Business | ? | A PI Business | ? |

RS: | Or You Have an Office | At Least | RS: | And She Agrees with Me on the State of Emerel's Coldbox | =:P |

LL: I DO! LL: I mean, I KINDA run it! LL: My moirail does all the BUSINESS stuff, I'm just the TALENT. >:D

ID: .....oh is. that what sip fed me.

ID: if so. sorry.

LL: Actually, I think we both kinda suck at the BUSINESS part, but we figure it out.

RS: | Oh | Don't be Sorry at All | RS: | Emerel Brings Me Food Every Time He Visits | Haha | It is Impossible to Eat All of It Anyway |

RS: | So | Better that It is Shared Out |

RS: | And | Oh | ! | That is what I do With Sipara | =:B |

ID: if you're sure, alright. are you a good cook? like. do you do it a lot?

LL: What ABOUT it? LL: You got something that needs FOUND? LL: Because if this is about the sword, gotta say, it's not STOLEN if I brought it BACK. D:

SA: one of my new clients cooed at me when they saw my bandaged face

SA; that was an uncomfortable experience

AC: Ø oh no, I'm sorry to hear it .n. Ø

ID: cooing is the worst. charge them extra for the inconvenience. =:P

RS: | Ah | No | I don't | I Find It rather pointless an Activity | ? |

LL: At least SOMEONE'S got a head on his shoulders. >:D

RS: | Why Waste an Hour to Produce a Meal | When You can Simply Buy Bars in Bulk and Consume One in a Moment | ? | RS: | It seems Silly | ! |

LL: At least about FOOD.

LL: Still judging you about your FASHION.

ID: .....oh wow. uh. huh. that's. a way to eat.

ID: don't you get tired of. bars?

LL: It takes like THREE SECONDS to EAT one, idk how you have time to GET tired.

LL: Oh my god

LL: At least I wasn't wearing, like, a WHOLE LUSUS.

RS: | | No | ? | RS: | Why would I get Tired of Them | ? | I mean | Yes | I get Tired of Eating | RS: | Because It is a Little Tedious |

RS: | But | Who Doesn't | ? |

ID: ....i don't get tired of eating.

AC: Ø um .n. Ø

ID: starving sucks ass.

RS: | My Outfit was Stunning | and I Refuse to Acknowledge Your Slander | Bonnie |

LL: At least the JADE GARTERS are gone.

RS: | Mm | Starving is Not Ideal | Obviously | =:P | RS: | But | Perh

LL: Or whatever they were.

RS: | There Were Never Jade Garters |

RS: | =:| |

LL: IDK the word for this stuff!

ID: ahahah wow.

LL: On account of I know how to DRESS myself.

RS: | I don't Have the Faintest Idea of What You are Even Referring To | ! |

ID: maybe i'll just. take a step back from this chat. and let you two. work out this mixup.

RS: | No | Don't Leave |

LL: SUSPENDERS? LL: There was SOME jade ribbony stuff.

RS: | Don't Abandon Me In Here | with These False Allegations | Haha |

RS: | | Oh | Yes | There were Jade Suspenders | RS: | Those go On |- TOP -| Bonnie |

RS: | And They were Charming |

ID: stocking suspenders? or regular suspenders.

LL: What's even the DIFFERENCE?

LL: And, yeah, they were CHARMING, but that's not exclusive from being RIDIC. >:D

ID: uh. one holds up pants and one holds up stockings?

SA: if you leave who will i talk to when I finally

SA: oh my fucking god can i stop being followed for

SA: hang on

RS: | ? | ? | ? |

RS: | Oh Dear | =:C |

ID: punch 'em pris!

RS: | Do Not Punch Them | They may Have a Gun | ! |

LL: Dude, just climb a ROOF, they can NEVER follow you up that shit.

RS: | Yes | That is Sound Advice |

ID: wait pris has a gun.

RS: | Abscond to Higher Ground | ! |

ID: shoot 'em pris!

RS: | | Abscond to Higher Ground | and |- THEN -| Shoot Them | If You Really Must | ! |

ID: yeah do that.

ID: don't get hurt there's only so much room in the friend 3some for injuries and i have maxed it out. =:(

SA: oh.

SA: It was the orange blood from the other day.

SA: they gave me a flower and said thank you.

AS: I'm so confused.

ID: they might have a crush.

SA: they are 6, Hadean.

AC: Ø oh, that sounds...nice? Ø

AC: Ø oh .n. Ø

ID: crushes can happen early! they're just very harmless crushes.

ID: like 'oh wow this troll is cool' crushes.

SA: I wish I could have told they weren't following me maliciously. I could only tell someone was following me.

RS: | Oh | That is Precious | RS: | Did You Take the Flower | ? |

SA: also i do not need to abscond to higher ground I usually have the upper hand in combat in anyways. I could have handled them physically and then shot them.

SA: yes, I took the flower.

RS: | Good | ! | =:) |

SA: I hope they are not inspired to follow in my career footsteps.

ID: i mean. probably don't have to worry about that. does your career even have a name? or just. 'thing finder'.

SA: well, according to what i read earlier, we have a PI in the chat so perhaps that would be the best way to describe it.

SA: it is much better than what I said in the drinking game

SA: and a lot less alarming.

SA: do they...?

SA: i don't remember...

AC: Ø I didn't know a lot of older trolls until I was already 9. Ø

AC: Ø And none of _them_ were worth admiring. xux Ø

SA: maybe if I think really hard i could remember that i was enamored with the idea of being a scientist for a long time because i was surrounded by so many.

SA: but i think that would just be convenient projection.

ID: i dunno, pheres is probably right. i barely even remember anything about when i was 6.

RS: | =:? |

RS: | That's Fascinating |

SA: I find it sad.

SA: not being able to rememeber is a terrible thing.

SA: I am sorry, Hadean.

AC: Ø Maybe it is sometimes, but there's things I'm glad I don't remember. Ø

ID: i mean. don't be sad. i didn't say it to make you sad. besides, i lived in the middle of nowhere. all i've forgotten probably is like. a whole lot of sand and shit.

SA: maybe a few cacti and camels.

ID: see? so of course my thinkpan chucked that junk out. =:P and uh. sorry maidel.

ID: that shitty stuff happened i mean.

AC: Ø eh Ø

AC: Ø that's very kind of you, but don't worry about it Ø

AC: Ø It feels like a long time ago now, even if it was only half a sweep Ø

ID: at least you're doing good now, right?

AC: Ø my new life is a lot better - yes! Ø

SA: it's good it is over, whatever it was.

AC: Ø I know lots of cool trolls like you .u. Ø

ID: ...ahahah, thanks. though i think i'm probably what most would consider a bad influence. =:P

AC: Ø Hadean, you don't even rank on the list of bad influences I've met. xux Ø

AC: Ø You're not bad at all. Ø

ID: i meant more in the ah. doing things that would mostly seem unwise to do way of bad.

ID: but thanks. =:) i think.

AC: Ø xux believe me it's good that you're better than some trolls I've met Ø

AC: Ø because they were the actual worst Ø

ID: well sorry you had to deal with them then.

AC: Ø they're all long gone, so it's not a problem, but thank you Ø

AC: Ø I'll never see them again and it's wonderful Ø

AC: Ø It's fine. It's not fun to think about, but it can't ever be repeated. I'm just using them as an example of bad behavior, haha. Ø

AC: Ø I mean, what else can I call a pair of trolls who let their own pitch-feud and breakup ruin other people's lives. Ø

AC: Ø A _lot_ of other people. Ø

RS: | Mm | That is the Problem with Pitch Romance | I think | For Many | RS: | It makes People Selfish | =:/ |

AC: Ø I think they were already selfish and horrible, but I guess that's possible. Ø

SA: Pitch is a tenuous quadrant and I often think we would be better off forbidding it from non-exiles.

ID: jeesh pris, just smash the whole thing. =:P

RS: | I don't Know | Sipara Adores It | ? | RS: | But | I don't Think I can Precisely Disagree with You | Prisma |

AC: Ø I don't know about that, but I think it ought to be handled more carefully. Ø

AC: Ø ...I mean, I've never dated pitch so I don't know for sure, but Ø

AC: Ø That seems smart Ø

AC: Ø I have no clue. They were the only...well, they weren't even in pitch when I knew them, so ex blackrom I'd ever seen? Ø

ID: exes of any quad can get nasty as fuck.

AC: Ø So it's probably not smart to judge only by them. Ø

AC: Ø THAT's true. Ø

AC: Ø I've never dated, but I've seen it. Ø

RS: | Nonsense | I've never Seen a Bad Palerom |

ID: i just stick to flings! if there's no real feelings everything is fiiine.

AC: Ø Really? I mean, that's good if you have but they can be unhealthy too. Especially if you don't know what you're doing, I bet. Ø

ID: paleroms can get nasty with the right trolls too i'm sure.

ID: especially if there's cheating or something.

RS: | And | Ah | Not Speaking from Experience | But | RS: | Flings have Their Problems | Too | RS: | Such as | People Getting Too Invested | or | Misunderstanding the Circumstances | =:/ |

ID: you just gotta shut that stuff down. lay out the rules before you start actually doing anything.

ID: if it's just a one-night thing most trolls won't get invested.

RS: | | Yes | But Then | You have to Talk To Them | And That is Already Overcomplicating It | RS: | For Just a Fling | =:P | RS: | | And | Palerom is Easy Enough | Maidel | RS: | Isn't It | ? | =:? |

AC: Ø I wouldn't know... Ø

AC: Ø It seems hard, wondering if you're really helping your moirail enough but not being overbearing, and always being there for them but wondering if they really want to be there for you, and... Ø

AC: Ø Well, I guess that all sounds pretty silly. Ø

ID: pffttt saying 'this is a one-off thing because i'm not actually shacking up with a insert-blood-color-here' isn't too complicated pheres!

ID: pale always seemed the most complicated to me too maidel.

AC: Ø Oh, really? .u. okay, I feel less silly then Ø

LL: I don't get the point of FLUSH and PITCH aside from DRONE-DUTY, but at least pale makes SENSE.

LL: You're just supposed to take CARE of each other.

ID: sounds complicated to me!

RS: | Haha | Oh Dear | I suppose That's One way of Doing It | Hadean | RS: | I always Found That is not | Mm | Pleasantly Received | ? | But | RS: | Perhaps I should've Tried Putting It more Bluntly | =:P |

RS: | And | Ha |

RS: | That isn't Complicated |

LL: Idk what's complicated about shanking anyone who messes with your RAIL, tbh. Unless you need a MAP?

RS: | It's the Easiest Thing |

LC: [ Hello, are we talking about quadrants? ]

ID: uh tbh i'm not even good at taking care of myself lbh.

ID: =:P

RS: | Mm | See | That's Why You Need a Moirail | =:P |

RS: | And We Are | ! |

ID: yes yer. are you on team pale is hard or pale is easy.

RS: | But | It is Much Easier to Take Care of Someone Else | Than It Is to Take Care of Yourself | RS: | That's the Trick of It |

ID: as i've said before. i'm my own moirail, for better or worse. =:P

LC: [ YYou should take better care of YYourself, Hadean. And I see. ] LC: [ Uhm. The pale quadrant, while it's wonderful, it's... complicated to saYY. ]

SA: sorry, I was reading.

LC: [ I realize that while mYY former moirail and I had abit more complicated relation, it's genuinelYY on the complicated side. YYes, in the simplest term YYou care about YYour moirail and vice-versa that theYY are alright - but YYou need to realize that YYou might not be able to aid them or be there for them all the time. ] LC: [ As much as YYou'd... wish to be there for them. ]

SA: if it's a one-off thing then how do you ever develop something to have....

SA: oh.

ID: that's heavy. uh. i feel like i should be apologizing.

RS: | And | Oh | Heavens | I am Sorry to Hear That |

AC: Ø But...if you can't be there for them how you want to, then why are you together... and is it really easier to take care of someone else? Wouldn't you always be worried that you really knew what they needed Ø

RS: | | but | Ah | That is the Point of the Other Quadrants | ! | RS: | Of Course You can't Always Be There for Your Moirail | That is Why They have a Matesprit to Support Them | or a Kismesis to Back Them Up | or an Auspistice to Dig Them out of Trouble |

SA: Oh-- I don't... think you need to apologize...

RS: | If You are Your Moirail's Only Quadrant | And They are Attempting to Rely Only on You |

RS: | Of Course It will be Difficult |

RS: | That isn't Very Healthy |

SA: it happens.

ID: i meant to yer pris, you're fine! one-off things are one-offs for a reason.

SA; Bad things happen. I am sorry it happened to you, yerman.

LC: [ YYou folks don't need to apologize. ] LC: [ AC, it was a situation that wasn't in mYY control. YYou don't alwaYYs got full control on everYYthing. ]

SA: I was aware.

ID: oh. well nevermind then!

AC: Ø I know that, but... Ø

AC: Ø I don't know, I'd want to feel like I _could_ always help them if they needed it, even if I couldn't actually be there, if that makes sense? Like...yes, life happens, but...I'd want to feel like I could have helped solve the problem. Ø

LC: [ I appreciate the sentiment Prisma. ] LC: [ Also, as RS said, that's important too. ] LC: [ And to be frank? Quadrants are complicated. ]

LC: [ YYes I understand AC, but I am not to keen on going into the specifics of mYY former situation. ] LC: [ I am also the tYYpe of troll who'd love to support and help mYY quadrants all the time, but there are situations where YYou lose contact from one moment to another, and YYou could be thrown into a hell ride. ]

SA: the only way to protect someone like that would to be with them constantly, and that is not a feasible or healthy reality.

RS: | Ah | Maidel | But | That's part of Their Responsibilities | to Make You Feel Useul | even If You cannot Be There |

AC: Ø ...oh. I mean that's not what I meant, I just...I'd want to know I could have done something...and talk about it to them later... I know that kind of thing isn't healthy... Ø

RS: | Oh | ! | Don't Fret | RS: | I understood what You Meant |

AC: Ø At least you did. .n. I don't think I'm communicating very well. Ø

AC: Ø But, I guess that's my own inexperience. I should probably read more about it. Ø

LC: [ I agree with what Prisma said. ] LC: [ Reading about quadrants and having discussions with others who got healthYY experiences with them is also helpful. ]

RS: | Haha | Maidel is Older Than All of Us | RS: | I don't Think Your Inexperience is an Issue | Maidel | =:) | Your Views are Perfectly Reasonable | ! | RS: | And | You don't Have to Read More |

AC: Ø I think Prisma is a little older than me? But otherwise yes. Ø

RS: | I am Sure Whoever You end Up In Moirallegience With | will be Lucky | just Based on the Way You are Now |

LC: [ I am not sure how old Maideal is, but alright. ] LC: [ What matters with most quadrants is communication and mutual trust. ]

RS: | Haha | Have You Had Many Quadrants | LC | ? |

AC: Ø I'm 9.5 sweeps. Ø

LC: [ Not manYY, but I had one, and got one as of right now. ]

RS: | Oh | That Makes Sense | RS: | I was Just Curious |

SS: (Oh, shit, why's this chat always up and havin emotions all over everywhere?)

SS: (Ain't no consideration for peeps what're allergic to that ish! (\qnq/) )

AA: hold yrn sniffnode and look away, dude, 's the only way to deal. >:} RS: | Hush | Aren't You Supposed to be Driving or Something | ? | AA: >:{ RS: | There are No Emotions Over Here | Laledy | Not to Worry | =:B |

RS: | Or Scarcely Any |

SS: (And, nah, Maids, you're up and six if a night, leastways accordin to our errant mapmaker.) SS: (Gotta make sure you put in time on your romance schoolfeeds! (\ouo/) )

SS: (I guess I'll just up and ready my epi pen, on accounta all you inconsiderate-types. (\unu/) )

LC: [ Well, I apologize SS. ]

SS: (Also, Pher, Sipa ain't up and believin in the whole 'payin attention to the road' ish. Mb that's what she's allergic to. (\unu/) )

SS: (What're you gettin all sa at me for?? (\?^?/) )

RS: | Laledy | I Find Your Lack of Faith Disturbing | =:) |

RS: | Why | There is Nothing At All Hazardous about That |

SS: (Lookin where you're goin's for peeps what're the kinds a plebs that'd up and look at an explosion while dramatically walkin away from it, trufax. (\unu/) )

SS: (Bet those losers don't even have built-in slo-mo.)

AC: Ø .u. whoops, I guess I did forget my age, Laledy. You're right. But no emotions here, nope. Ø

AC: Ø I'm a robot, beep boop. Ø

SS: (Y, gotta up and take schoolfeeds on those, too, you're right. (\unu/) )

SS: (My b, pal, mb we gotta sit in on em together.)

AC: Ø I bet we should u.u Ø

AC: Ø Double the learning Ø

SS: (That's deffo how addition works! (\unu/) )

AC: Ø absolutely umu Ø

AC: Ø that's what we're also going to learn in schoolfeeds Ø

LC: [ Well, I thought the quadrant talk of the others were more to educate them. ] LC: [ While I didn't mean to derail the conservation to emotions, I figured settling it with a handYY advice should help. ] LC: [ So uhm, SS. YYour name is LaledYY? And AC is Madeil? ]

AC: Ø Maidel. Ø

SS: (Lelady.)

SS: ( (\eue/) )

SS: (Wait, no, Lolady.)

SS: (Lol for short.)

AC: Ø is your lusus a meowbeast Ø

AC: Ø That would be perfect Ø

SS: (......... I forget, tbh. I think I up and told Hads it was a seven-headed fire-breathin flaplizard.)

SS: (Loldragon, y/y?)

AC: Ø _Beautiful_ Ø

LC: [ Ah, sorrYY. Maidel. MistYYped it. ] LC: [ Well. ]

AC: Ø It's okay .u. Ø

AA: omg, no meowbeasts. AA: meowbeasts arne the woooooooornst.

AA: howevern, firnebrneathing seven-headed flaplizarnds arne grneat.

AA: if they'rne the rnight colourn.

AA: what colourn, lal?? wrnong answern means no punch back. >:}

SS: (The best color. (\unu/) )

AA: brnight pink??

SS: (Issat the color that ain't gonna get me punched? (\eue/) )

AA: no spoilerns. >:}

SS: (Oh, shit, wait, right, I'm an heiress, too!)

SS: (Y, bright pink!)

AC: Ø .u. you sure hid your fins well Ø

SS: (Ty, ty, it's a talent!)

AC: Ø _suspiciously_ well Ø

SS: (Wow, pal, you can't just up and tell a guy his fins are suspicious.)

SS: (That's rude.)

AC: Ø u.u I guess I am just destined to be rude Ø

SS: (Wow.) SS: (There's, like two ways this ish can even go!)

SS: (One: I up and become Empress and then I get to outlaw you bein rude and you regret everything!)

AC: Ø oh noooooo Ø

SS: (Two: I die, and you up and feel bad about bein rude to a dead guy. (\unu/) )

SS: (You lose both ways!)

AC: Ø oh noooooooo Ø

AC: Ø I guess I do .n. Ø

AC: Ø what do I do now Ø

AA: maidiebb, why you think his hairns so big? AA: it's to hide his fins, duh.

AA: lucky forn you, i snuck a pic of 'em. >:P

SS: (Gasp!)

AC: Ø .u. oh gosh Ø

SS: (Scandal!)

AC: Ø gasp Ø

AA: the trnuth is fucking rnvealed.

AC: Ø shocking! .n. Ø

SS: (Wow, this is clearly Photoshopped.)

SS: (My hair is way nicer than that. (\unu/) )

AA: y, y, soz, did not feel like lovingly rnenderning out the afternmath of yrn headfluff's fight with a hairndrniern.

SS: (Victory! My headfluff's victory over the hairdrier.)

SS: (Soz. *Hainrndnrnienrn.)

AA: glad to see yrnlrning2speak standarnd.

AA: it's a harnd rnoad, but yrn getting therne!!

SS: (And I've only managed to stay on it thanks to your pro steering skills!)

#c:hadean #c:maidel #c:pheres #c:prisma #c:laledy

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Maidel Juzuxt | Present Night | Derevnya | Octavian Musical Arts Studios

Everyone calls it OMAS, or Oh, Masterfully Aimed, Shithead if they’re not fond of Treble. Even if they’re on the list of people who won’t kick him out of a room after ten minutes, they might still toss it off, teasing, but with an edge of bile.

It’s one of the reasons you get along with him, despite how different the two of you are.

“So!” He says, plucking at his suspenders. “What’s got you in such a sulk, Maidel-girl? Or is it boy today.”

You’re in one of the studio’s dance rooms, one that’s empty at the moment since the next class won’t be for hours. Mirrors cover its walls, and overhead glowworm lamps dot the ceiling, giving off light even as they’re in stasis. Treble can feed, wake, and rearrange them at his will if needed for a choreography practice, as well as brighten them with the right formula.

Right now they’re giving off a low yellowish glow as they sleep, clinging to the gray ceiling. It bathes your face in a sickly cast, or maybe that’s just your mood as you stare into one of the mirrors, clad in a suit that you look absolutely horrible in.

“Boy.” You say, but there’s not much spirit in it. Gender isn’t very important right now; it’s part of your bigger problem, but only in a small way.

Sometimes you think it’d be easier if you just had no chest to worry about, and certainly sometimes you hate having to leave off your binder or worry about damage, the kind your psi can’t really repair fully.

Other times you think rumblespheres at least give people something other to look at than your face or stomach. Not that they’re impressive, but at least it’s something.

“What’s got you so down in the dumps, Maidel-boy? You nervous? Don’t be nervous, my cool cat! This joint will love you.”

That gets a small snort out of you, mostly because of Treble’s ridiculous speaking manner. It’s been perigees and you still don’t believe he can naturally talk that way, no matter how much he swears up and down he was hatched with it.

You turn a little, looking at yourself from another angle in the mirror, your hair pulled back into a ponytail so everyone can see your face. Great. You put a finger to one cheek, but lightly, to not ruin the makeup covering your freckles.

Treble leans in slightly, his eyebrows raised and ears flicking slightly. His aren’t nearly as mobile as yours, but you know what he’s thinking.

“I look better this way.” You say. “A little. Don’t try to tell me freckles are cute again, I’m not buying it.”

Not much you can do about your face in general. Your hair is okay. then there’s your body.

You’ve always been on the heavier side, and maybe that wouldn’t be so bad if it didn’t look so stupid on you.

Highbloods being big fits them like a shell on a scuttlebeast. They have the tusks, the intimidation, the big sharp horns to go with it. Their fat doesn’t look like weakness; it only makes them look stronger, heartier, able to dominate.

You’ve been mistaken for blue twice, when you were wearing heavy clothing and goggles against the steam and snow. You were alarmed, then flattered, then a little depressed.

Treble just clicks his tongue and shakes his head like you’re a silly, mildly disobedient lusus. “Maidel, Maidel, Maidel. Even if you don’t like them, doesn’t mean not a single troll in that joint won’t! You got to be honest about who you are! That’s the only way to make your brand.”

It takes a force of effort to not remind Treble that just because he keeps showing off who he is to the whole world, (despite getting laughed at and kicked out of multiple places) it doesn’t mean you want to go through the same.

That’d be cruel; Treble’s odd, but he’s been kind to you, and it’s hard to hate a troll who isn’t any more good looking than you but so much braver.

Even if sometimes you wish you could.

“I don’t need a brand.” You mutter. “I just want to sing.”

When you’re finally on the stage, finally manage to forget where you and who you are and what you look like, that makes it all worth it. When you sing, you’re somewhere else, someone else. People have actually clapped for you before, and it wasn’t all just polite applause.

Treble loves to babble about how you could be the next big thing. All you want is to keep feeling that way for the rest of your life, even for little bits at a time. It’s enough.

He pauses, perhaps aware of the usual argument and realizing you don’t want to hear it. He almost chews on his claws, raising two to his mouth but he’s been trying to stop lately and drops them.

“Maidel.” He says, gentle, which makes the hairs on the back of your neck prick up. “Singing aside, you really want to have this sort of bad juju brewing in you the rest of your natural life, my man?”

“It doesn’t matter.” You say, trying to be dismissive, but dismissive from you sounds about as believable as a honk from a limeblood and Treble’s face is understandably if irritatingly skeptical.

“‘Course it matters! You telling me you’re okay just going ‘aw, nuts, I hate how I look’ for all your sweeps? You gotta change yourself, or - ”

“ - change your bulbs, yes.” You sound a bit more testy than you’d like, but he’s told you this about ten times before.

“I tried to diet and exercise for a whole perigee, Treble. Aside from making me miserable, it barely did anything. I lost three pounds. Three pounds in that whole time! I don’t know what’s wrong with my stupid, garbage, messed up - ”

“Whoa! You really want to hate yourself that bad, man?”

You realize you’re breathing hard, eyes wide and - in the mirror - you see a hint of orange in them.

Groaning, you cover your face with a soft palm, dragging your fingers through your curls.

“Olives are supposed to be lithe and muscular. Or else average looking, since everybody likes to say we’re the most boring caste.” You say, bitter. “Even being average like you would be better. Nobody thinks you’re ugly. They just think you’re normal.”

Maybe that’s rude, but you don’t care right now.

Treble plucks at his tie thoughtfully, but you can see a trace of pain in his eyes that wrenches your digestion sac. You’ll apologize to him later.

“Do people really tell you you’re ugly, Maidel-boy?” He says, curious.

You snort. In a way, that’d almost be better.

“Hardly ever.” You admit, and he opens his mouth but you wave a finger and press on. “They don’t have to! They don’t even notice me, good or bad, compared to everyone else I know. They’re all pretty. None of them would ever consider a troll like me to be an option in any quadrant.”

You sound pathetic, even to yourself. It’s not like you expect the trolls you know to date you, or that you’d particularly want to date them in the first place.

It’s how you’ve seen Riccin flirt, seen Pheres flirt, seen them have quadrants. Have people interested in them. Seen them know they’re beautiful, that they can get trolls just by being themselves.

Must be nice.

“So...what brought all this up from its deep dark spot, huh?”

You look at him blankly.

“Usually you’re a little down in the dumps, but not fit to yowl about it.”

You flush slightly. You guess you did raise your voice more than you meant to.

“I’m sorry.” You say, throat tight. You shouldn’t even be talking to Treble about this. He has a moirail, a teal who works at one of the universities. You have no idea why he takes so much time with you to start with.

Especially if this is how you treat him.

You’d rather dive out the window than answer, but you owe him that much.

“I have an ash crush.” You admit, and it feels like a dirty word, a curse. Maybe it is. You have to be cursed if you’re stupid enough to have feelings for Riccin, who’s practically a clown, and who’s never cared about you.

Maybe it’s some messed up form of self-harm.

Treble looks puzzled, and for good reason.

“So why’re you all torn up about how you look?”

Ash isn’t about that, is the clear implication. You almost laugh. If only he knew.

“Riccin wants pretty trolls in every quadrant.” You say, staring into the mirror at the disappointing image with a suit on a too-round figure. “Their kismesis and their ex ash are both little, skinny trolls, with pretty faces. And they’re close with Pheres, and he’s the same.”

Then there’s you, who’s as heavy as any two of them, not to mention that they think you’re dull as ditchwater. Even if you wanted to pursue this - if you were so blindingly stupid - how could you prove them wrong? You’d wear yourself out trying.

Not to mention that Vide would probably cull you. She seems like she’s still interested in them, and for all you know they might still be interested in her too. Riccin doesn’t give up easily.

“I think you’re feeling a bit too sorry for yourself, Maidel-boy.”

You glare at him, then sigh. He chuckles.

“So you got a hopeless crush. Happens to us all. Why let it mess your groove up so much, man? If there’s no worth wondering if you can, put your bulbs into what you are good at! Which is: belting out the tunes and making us both a little cash, hm?”

You snort. With Treble it all comes back to money or fame. Given how hard he works for it, you can’t blame him too much. The chances of an olive making it big - or even being an agent for anyone who does - are minimal. Somehow he still tries, still teaches and manages and performs, no matter who mocks him, no matter how many times he gets chased off.

“Okay.” You say. “Let’s go.”

#I was never huge into vocaloids but this song is good for Maidel #cloud writes #Maidel Juzuxt #Treble Octave #warnings for:#negative body image #mild dysphoria #and Maidel being a bit of a baby

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