pc catchall with connor (tootsiepop)

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week three, tuesday.

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[It’s a peaceful (?) Tuesday evening. Zoe is sitting in the dance studio, plucking away at her guitar along to some music from the stereo... Until she’s interrupted by a very intent roomba. She stops playing almost immediately, looking towards him as he comes in.]

Uh, hey. [...] What’s up?

[tootsiepop]

[He's so weary, Zoe. He's aged ten years. He will never be the same again... Or something. He looks fine when he enters the room, but Zoe can definitely sense that something is up through the link.







And after a beat—]

Indulgence did not like the wine.

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[Hm. Bad!]

Wait, what? Did he say why? He seemed to like it when I gave it to him...

[tootsiepop]

He's received... too much wine. And has decided to "draw the line on the sand."

[Mistakes were made.]

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[A beat.]

Well, at least you got to talk to him...?

[rip.]

[tootsiepop]

If you consider being threatened with a wine bottle a conversation.

[rip indeed!!]

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[Oh, hm. The 'yikes' feeling is real.]

Did he just kick you out after that, or...?

[tootsiepop]

[He shakes his head.]

No. I was lucky enough to be allowed to stay.

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But... He stayed pretty angry?

[A frown.]

[tootsiepop]

... Not exactly. He was somehow pleased by my ability to "backpedal."

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Oh. Well... I guess it could have been worse, in that case?

[tootsiepop]

Correct. I'm not cursed.

[a beat.]

Well, doubly cursed.

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I know it would have been my fault because it was my suggestion, but I would have been really pissed if that happened.

[tootsiepop]

It would have been more of my fault for following your suggestion without a second opinion.

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...I feel like if we go down this rabbit hole we're never coming back, so. Let's talk about something else, okay?

[tootsiepop]

What topic do you suggest?

[requiemed]

Good question.

[Hm...]

Who's your favorite of all the gods? You can leave whoever you're with out, if you don't want to make it obvious.

[tootsiepop]

[Oh. Hm. He takes a moment to seriously think about this, his LED spinning.]

... Disorder. [SOMEHOW.] She makes pleasant company. I think she's a great conversationalist.

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[There's... a long pause, but:]

I'm glad you've had good conversations with her. Just be careful, okay?

[tootsiepop]

[... Hm.]

I take it that your experiences with her thus far have been negative?

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The one time I've talked to her, she lied to my face, so...

[tootsiepop]

... What did she lie about, exactly?

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What happened with Chuuya.

[tootsiepop]

Oh.

[Oh.]

Which version of the tale did she give you?

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The version where she was trying to help him and only warned him and never threatened him or did anything else that might have been wrong.