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So far. [ shrugs? ] I don't mind enjoying myself until then, but there's obviously going to be more to it.

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Sure. No one offers deals for free. Still, why worry about it right now? Nothing you can do to change it at this point.

[He shrugs.]

Everyone wants to theorize about how terrible it will be, but it’s probably making it worse. The anticipation is harder than when the sword actually hits, usually.

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It's not worrying, it's being aware. [ she kind of stretches before twirling in place before flopping to sit on top of the bar, like a heathen ] I can enjoy myself and be skeptical at once. It's multi-tasking. I do wish we'd know how long it'll take for us to get what we came for faster, though.

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That’s called worrying.

[Welcome to the top of the bar! That’s where Molly already was. You can tell both of these people are gay because they are doing this. Can’t fuckin’ sit in a chair properly.

He offers over the fidget spinner if she wants a go.]

Seems they were terribly vague about that. Don’t like to stick to one place longer than a week or so myself. Especially stuck indoors. You never realize how small indoors is until you’re. Well. Indoors.

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[ she rolls her eyes, because that's what you do when you're not worrying but arguing more about it means you lose, and instead grabs the fidget spinner and spins it a few times ]

True. I haven't been stuck in such a small space in... a long time. [ she sighs a little ] I've got people waiting for me. If I'd known I was agreeing to be gone so long, I wouldn't have agreed, but it's a little late for that.

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[His expression goes a little tighter at the mention of being gone for a long time, but- he seems to intentionally try and shake it off, back to easy nothingness.]

I’ve got people too, yeah. What about yours? Tell me about them.

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Well...

[ there's a pause as she thinks it over, looking at the fidget spinner ]

There's Hazel. She's six. She's... been through a lot recently, so I wouldn't have left her on purpose. She's not all alone, of course, there's Simon, and he's my best friend and right hand man, but he's... [ there's a clear hesitation there ] They don't always get along. [ she spins the spinner again and, in a more confident tone: ] Of course there's the rest of the Apex, too, but they're together and trained, so they can take care of each other until I get back.

[ she hands the fidget spinner over back to him ]

What about you?

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The Apex? That’s an excellent name.

[Taking it. Spinning!]

The Mighty Nein. A complete mess, but I suppose they’re lovable in their own way. There’s Jester, and I think her name tells you most of what you need to know. Fjord, an upstanding citizen who kindly tolerates me as a roommate most nights. That’s a chore and a half. Caleb, the wizard. Interesting fellow. Likes a good book, can’t look me in the eye much. Nott, his mother. And of course, the charm: my darling Yasha. A finer barbarian and friend I have never known.

. . . Then Beauregard. Who is here. You may have met her? Lean, mean, fighting machine.

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Thanks. I got it from a book.

[ why does she sound so proud of that. anyway, she listens to the rest, but perks up a but when he talks about Beau: ]

I have. She's got excellent taste in shoes.

[ hating heels isn't great taste in shoes, grace. ]

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[Grace,]

No she doesn’t.

[Impulse Mean. Then again, Molly has terrible taste in shoes. He’s out here in fantasy thigh highs. Like those are fucking practical.]

But I’ll agree she’s excellent in other ways.

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[ molly, ]

Is this the kind of agree you'd say to her face, or is this a secret agreement?

[headmt]

[He


Has to consider this. Eventually he sighs.]

I think I have to say it to her face now. At least once. I’m in a bit of debt to her at the moment.

[alteracion]

In debt? How come?

[ she's intrigued. tell her the deets ]

[headmt]

All my secrets? And we’ve only just met.

[Teasing. Fidget spinning.]

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Juuust this one. And I promise I won't tell anyone.

[ :3? ]

[headmt]

Want to play a game for it? You win, and I’ll tell you. I win, and you tell me why you’re here.

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[ there's a beat as she thinks it over, but: ]

Sure, why not? What's the game?

[headmt]

[Molly voice: 52 card pick up /throws his tarot deck

No. He looks around, humming for a second while he thinks it over.]

Ah. Chugging contest.

[He finds two glasses, putting them on the bartop and uncaps a bottle of something . . . probably way too strong for this. Filling each one up almost to the brim.]

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[ she stares at the drink for a long time before looking back at molly ]

Won't you be too drunk to answer my question if you pick this one?

[headmt]

Coward.

[Coward.]

1/2

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[ looks at him ]

2/3 i lied

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[ takes the drink and dumps it on his head ]

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Okay, now I'm ready.

[headmt]

[ That’s valid. He’s laughing like crazy. This barely seems to bother him, aside from having to shake his head like a dog to get the worst of it out. It jingles alot when he does that because of all the jewelry. Like a fucking clown.]

That’s a forfeit.

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[ honestly it probably sends some all over her but she just leans away ]

Hmm, nope, contest hadn't started. Didn't count!