[I hate this, but she's honestly a little charmed by him just declaring them friends. But also, none trust. Crossing her arms and coming inside, but just waiting near the door.]
Time will tell. It is more desirable to be a friend of the Daughter of the Ninth than a foe, but my regard is not earned so easily.
[This raw shit is slightly undermined by how much she's hovering uncomfortably like a dorky freshman invited back to the dorm of a much cooler boy.]
Time will tell. It is more desirable to be a friend of the Daughter of the Ninth than a foe, but my regard is not earned so easily.
[This raw shit is slightly undermined by how much she's hovering uncomfortably like a dorky freshman invited back to the dorm of a much cooler boy.]
[She doesn't make friends! It's fine. Who wants friends. Just watching him, still insanely awkward.]
Correct. But I suspect collaboration will be necessary to complete this challenge. There's no reason we can't cooperate.
Correct. But I suspect collaboration will be necessary to complete this challenge. There's no reason we can't cooperate.
No, they've taken care to allow us our preferred clothes.
[She doesn't compliment the coat. Rude. Unforgivable.]
Aside from arrival.
[She doesn't compliment the coat. Rude. Unforgivable.]
Aside from arrival.
Ah -
[Frowning a little about the blood everywhere. That seems bad.]
There's laundry, down the hall.
[Frowning a little about the blood everywhere. That seems bad.]
There's laundry, down the hall.
[Well, she's not going to ask about it if he doesn't want to bring it up.]
Nonagesimus.
Nonagesimus.
Nonagon? It means nine-sided. It sounds like a Ninth House name to me, but I don't know anyone who uses it.
Why?
Why?
[Hmm.]
. . . Yes. The name Nonagesimus merely marks me as a member of the Ninth House. No relationship to your Nonagon, I imagine, besides the root of the word.
. . . Yes. The name Nonagesimus merely marks me as a member of the Ninth House. No relationship to your Nonagon, I imagine, besides the root of the word.
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[Making a face at him. Gross.]
No, it isn't. That was covered in the welcome message. I do have a sword with me, but you don't want it. It's very cursed.
No, it isn't. That was covered in the welcome message. I do have a sword with me, but you don't want it. It's very cursed.
It's cursed. It's a repulsive sword.
[She scowls a little just thinking about that nasty sword.]
You want nothing to do with it, trust me. Just thinking about it makes me feel ill.
[She scowls a little just thinking about that nasty sword.]
You want nothing to do with it, trust me. Just thinking about it makes me feel ill.
No!
[Defensively, because she loves her terrible cursed sword. And then backtracking, a little embarrassed.]
It doesn't matter. Did you want me to read you the Welcome Message, or not?
[Defensively, because she loves her terrible cursed sword. And then backtracking, a little embarrassed.]
It doesn't matter. Did you want me to read you the Welcome Message, or not?
[She. She doesn't really sell it to him. But she does try. She does an awkward, slightly higher pitched voice for Lust, a slower voice for Sloth, a more confident voice for Greed, a somewhat more posh voice for pride, and - here she starts running out of voice ideas? So Envy is just her normal voice, and Despair her voice but softer. They all sound. Very the same, and she definitely doesn't sound confident at all in doing them. But that kind of makes it more funny?
. . . If he laughs even once, she stops to glare at him.]
. . . If he laughs even once, she stops to glare at him.]
[Making the worst, sourest face at him.]
It was not. Don't patronize me. Did you at least listen to the information?
It was not. Don't patronize me. Did you at least listen to the information?


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