[Those are definitely things he is, and it seems to be back after the brief blip in the system. Offering out a ... to-go coffee cup? It is not coffee in there.]
It can be multiple things. That's the beauty of the self-sacrifice. It makes you completely full of shit and shit fuck full of selfless at the same time.
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Manwol raises her eyebrows as she accepts the cup, then she looks -- genuinely pleased??? SHE'S ACTUALLY SO HAPPY, HELLO!!! molly you're a treasure.]
You're wonderful. [MOLLY RIGHTS!!! she takes an appreciatve sip.] I had a drink before I died the first time around too, but this one tastes so much better.
Kind of. That time I actually committed the crime, but I wasn't put on trial. I still got a drink though -- that I had to pay for, come to think of it.
[she paid for a awful drink after getting scot free away from her crimes.]
[He makes a face while he tries to decide if he'd had enough out of that Not-Coffee cup earlier to delve into this, but, fuck it. Manwol has a very understanding face?]
Just found this out today, so, y'know, the details are still a bit unknown to me, but I'm dead too. Technically? I'm not sure what I count as at this moment.
[A hand is given. The ghost lady may touch all she likes. This particular hand is at the end of an arm with a snake tattoo winding all the way down it through a field of flowers, the head of it ending on the back of his hand. In the center of it, a large red eye. It's not ... quite tattoo texture. A little too smooth for skin. There's another on the palm. These are probably normal and fine I wouldn't worry about it.]
[Wow these tattoos are so normal and fine!! Does Mollymauk have a manicure... Either way, Manwol holds his hand between hers as she admires his tattoos. Her own hands are pretty cold, but maybe that's because this classroom isn't heated.]
Well, I think I can safely say that you're probably not a ghost just stuck in physical body. [like her] I like your tattoos. They are tattoos, right?
[She'll pinch his palm. Just a little tiny pinch! To make sure he's not a GHOST because ghosts can't feel pain, heh]
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It can be multiple things. That's the beauty of the self-sacrifice. It makes you completely full of shit and shit fuck full of selfless at the same time.
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Manwol raises her eyebrows as she accepts the cup, then she looks -- genuinely pleased??? SHE'S ACTUALLY SO HAPPY, HELLO!!! molly you're a treasure.]
You're wonderful. [MOLLY RIGHTS!!! she takes an appreciatve sip.] I had a drink before I died the first time around too, but this one tastes so much better.
[10/10!!!]
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[Giving her a little salute, and then going to lean against something. The drink is all hers to enjoy.]
Saying this is a repeat experience for you?
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[she paid for a awful drink after getting scot free away from her crimes.]
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[Upsides?]
You want to know something funny?
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She looks at him over the rim of her cup, intrigued]
Sure. What is it?
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Just found this out today, so, y'know, the details are still a bit unknown to me, but I'm dead too. Technically? I'm not sure what I count as at this moment.
[another pause, tapping his chin.]
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Then she leans forward, gesturing for his hand. Let the ghost lady touch you, Molly.]
Let me see.
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[A hand is given. The ghost lady may touch all she likes. This particular hand is at the end of an arm with a snake tattoo winding all the way down it through a field of flowers, the head of it ending on the back of his hand. In the center of it, a large red eye. It's not ... quite tattoo texture. A little too smooth for skin. There's another on the palm. These are probably normal and fine I wouldn't worry about it.]
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Well, I think I can safely say that you're probably not a ghost just stuck in physical body. [like her] I like your tattoos. They are tattoos, right?
[She'll pinch his palm. Just a little tiny pinch! To make sure he's not a GHOST because ghosts can't feel pain, heh]