@fuckthis (text)

[evocation]

hey
so me and wash and gene were gonna go on an adventure in the woods
see what we can find, you know?
but we're looking for a couple of people to bring with us
maybe two or three
gene's a medic, wash is a marine, and i'm a wizard with experience dealing with monsters and nasty magic
anyone that thinks they could round that out would be great
but no serial killers or anyone that would like
murder us in our sleep
and sorry, but no kids yet
i know some of you are gonna argue that, but we have no idea what we're dealing with and we don't want that on our consciences
anyway, let us know
thanks

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[hext]

[ she could be talking to a reflection of herself, at so many different points in her life, wayward and isolated, fearful of herself and doubtful of what possible worth she could have or good she could do after so many wrongs.

but then had come clint. and steve. the rest of her patchwork, precious family. ]

Who says you need to change anything? I like who I'm talking to, right now.

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[replicates]

You haven't even met me in person yet.

[ he sounds uncertain, doubtful. it's the first time anyone's ever told him something like it — the idea that anyone would enjoy his company, would enjoy just speaking to him as he is now and not just a byproduct of riku, is a foreign concept.

repetition is key to conditioning. old habits have always been hard to break. ]

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I will soon, won't I? Unless you have changed your mind already. Fickleness, too, is a real, mortal impulse.

[ there's no reprimand in her tone, but rather — indulgence, curiosity, further exploration. she meant it when she said she liked him. she never says a word she doesn't mean. ]

Even if you have, you cannot convince me that the concern you showed for your friend Sora, unprompted by him and without his witness, was any kind of counterfeit.

[ wanda pauses again, reflective. after a moment, fondly, softly, ]

Dawn is such a beautiful name. Leaving everything from yesterday in the past, starting something new, and pure, strong. Full of possibilities.

I hope to see you and your friends at my room this Friday, Dawn. Six o'clock. Goodnight.

[ her feed clicks out. ]