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[GMAIL MY NOTIFS but off they go!]

...Are you sure about that?

[grace your stabs]

[ notifs.... wherest are they ]

Of course I am. That stuff was fake anyway.

That golf club didn't look very fake!

[Lightly.]

Obviously the wounds were real, but what caused them wasn't.

[ it's a bit snappish in answer back, because she hates that golf club ]

Then... What was it that caused them, in that illusion?

[endorsi learn a tact challenge]

Fake versions of people we knew, I guess? We weren't around each other for most of it.

...Fake versions of the people you know caused those injuries?

[Yikes!]

Did the real versions of those people not like you very much...?

Nope. It was people we're close to.

[ dryly ]

That sounds even more sadistic than the others.

[It's said casually, as usual, but she does kind of hate that idea! Wow.]

Yeah, well. Can't wait to see how this place decides to one up itself next time.

[ still. angy. ]

Well... So far, nobody's gone on more than one little adventure, have they? So maybe the pattern will stay that way.

It better. I've done my time.