That's true, but she's stepping around the real issue. She left, you went with her, and we didn't. [He pauses for a second, scratching a little at one of his arms.] So, you weren't wrong that the terms you left on weren't the best, but you weren't the one in the wrong. At the time - it didn't work for me, to go traipsing off after some person halfway across the continent when she couldn't even remember exactly what her relationship to him was.
We should have done more to keep the group from splitting apart. I think we all, uhm, regret letting it happen.
[He looks between the two of them, balancing that with what he was told and ... it seems it scales up. Or he wants it to, at any rate. It makes a lot of sense, in a way. If Yasha asked for help, of course he'd follow. He can't quite square, after all of the tension of finding their friends after Lorenzo, they'd let it slip away again, but. Maybe that's the way of the world sometimes.]
. . . Right. So you hadn't seen me in a long time.
[He's quiet, tugging his coat and shirt over the injury, over the eye on the side of his chest again, making sure it's covered.
Either way, this story is better than the one he'd drummed up. Whatever the missing piece there is, his subconscious is whispering in his ear that it is a horror. This quiets the voice for now.]
[she frowns, when caleb speaks, but lets it happen.]
Yeah. Like I said, it's been a while. [she says, pulling frumpkin closer.] I wish I'd done more to keep us together but I - you know how I was. Or still am sometimes, I guess, whatever.
I don't want that to split us up though. This place is still fucking weird, and I need you both for when whatever this weird innocent act breaks, because I feel like we all know something's going to go wrong.
We both regret how things went back then. I know I do. It seemed like the wrong thing, to try to assuage those regrets by telling you all about something you didn't need to know in this already ugly situation, but -
I think both of us have wanted a chance to do right by you for a long time. So I don't - you don't need to doubt our intentions here, whether or not we were a little withholding on the facts.
[He listens, toying with the piercing in his lip - before he nods, both at Beau's I don't want to split up and Caleb's telling him to not doubt their intentions. He doesn't, really. That much rings true.]
I-- Aye. Sure. Maybe-- ... Bit of a lucky break then. Chance to try again and all.
[He scrubs at his face.]
And. Ah. I was being a asshole earlier.
[I can't believe he fun of Beau for being bad at apologies. He's much worse.]
Drei Assholes. [she is delighted by that actually. god.]
She said - so she explained the whole voucher thing to me. I guess if we do the Dorm Wars tasks, do the extra credit stuff, talk to our dorm heads, go to... extracurriculars, whatever that means, and uh, "do good behavior" we get vouchers. She said there were more ways but she wouldn't tell me what they were.
But if we get the vouchers and give them to the dorm heads, we can get stuff. And all of them have different going rates for stuff, so like - she said she'll only charge us eight vouchers for medical shit, but some of the other ones might do ten.
But she did say I could get my ki back. And you could get your magic back, Caleb.
[Anyway, he just listens to Beau while she speaks, interested but wary.]
So they decided it's real after all, just costs? That's good to know. I'm sure it's a lot of vouchers, and even then it's only cantrips for me unless I get some of what they took back. But it's good to know.
It's sort of my job to ask questions, to be fair. [she shifts frumpkin in her arms.]
I mostly didn't let up. It's random shit, like - I guess the Principal Bear guy is the one assigning extra credit, and we're allowed to tell one to two people if we need help getting it done? Going to class won't get you as many vouchers as extra credit will, I guess. And also we're getting the bottom of the barrel as far as classes because Spring has shit like Ethics and Religion as classes and we're out here stuck with the shitty cats one.
[a beat.] Spring's favorite color is brown, I know that for some reason.
I'd rather watch the cats than learn about Ethics and Religion.
[Gross.]
She is good at asking questions. All I know is that. . . everything they say about themselves personally is incredibly vague. Try asking them little details, like the names of places they're from. Nothing. That's why I think someone is fucking with their memories somehow.
You would. [beau tells caleb, wrinkling her nose. to molly:] And I can't imagine you in brown.
Some of them get mad if you ask them too much about themselves. I wouldn't be surprised if their memories were being fucked with? Or if like... I don't know, they're not allowed to tell us for some reason.
Winter kept calling this place home, too. So I wonder if they're vague because they maybe don't actually remember living anywhere else.
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That's true, but she's stepping around the real issue. She left, you went with her, and we didn't. [He pauses for a second, scratching a little at one of his arms.] So, you weren't wrong that the terms you left on weren't the best, but you weren't the one in the wrong. At the time - it didn't work for me, to go traipsing off after some person halfway across the continent when she couldn't even remember exactly what her relationship to him was.
We should have done more to keep the group from splitting apart. I think we all, uhm, regret letting it happen.
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. . . Right. So you hadn't seen me in a long time.
[He's quiet, tugging his coat and shirt over the injury, over the eye on the side of his chest again, making sure it's covered.
Either way, this story is better than the one he'd drummed up. Whatever the missing piece there is, his subconscious is whispering in his ear that it is a horror. This quiets the voice for now.]
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Yeah. Like I said, it's been a while. [she says, pulling frumpkin closer.] I wish I'd done more to keep us together but I - you know how I was. Or still am sometimes, I guess, whatever.
I don't want that to split us up though. This place is still fucking weird, and I need you both for when whatever this weird innocent act breaks, because I feel like we all know something's going to go wrong.
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I think both of us have wanted a chance to do right by you for a long time. So I don't - you don't need to doubt our intentions here, whether or not we were a little withholding on the facts.
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I-- Aye. Sure. Maybe-- ... Bit of a lucky break then. Chance to try again and all.
[He scrubs at his face.]
And. Ah. I was being a asshole earlier.
[I can't believe he fun of Beau for being bad at apologies. He's much worse.]
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Definitely lucky. [she agrees quietly. i am imagining she is in the middle of the two of them, so she just elbows molly a bit, again.]
I don't think it's exactly wrong to be mad. It's fine, man.
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[Better for Beau to be there because he wouldn't try to elbow him or do anything even slightly comforting.]
Not disagreeing that you were an asshole, but only the, uh, effortless kind of asshole we expect.
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[Reaching over to poke Frumpkin on his soft kitty head.]
Effortless? Hardly. Didn't even have a Charm spell to work with. This is a practiced talent, you know.
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Asshole Trio. [she tries out, thoughtfully. you know, like chaos crew but worse] Not as catchy as the Mighty Nein.
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[He doesn't make any move to stop them poking and prodding him, though.]
Not as catchy, but accurate.
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[But. Yeah. Accurate.]
What's three in Zemnian?
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And you might actually be able to, Caleb, according to Winter.
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You are proposing we are the drei assholes?
Ah - what did she say?
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[Buttttt he's kind of interested in that answer about Winter, so. Looking over at that.]
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She said - so she explained the whole voucher thing to me. I guess if we do the Dorm Wars tasks, do the extra credit stuff, talk to our dorm heads, go to... extracurriculars, whatever that means, and uh, "do good behavior" we get vouchers. She said there were more ways but she wouldn't tell me what they were.
But if we get the vouchers and give them to the dorm heads, we can get stuff. And all of them have different going rates for stuff, so like - she said she'll only charge us eight vouchers for medical shit, but some of the other ones might do ten.
But she did say I could get my ki back. And you could get your magic back, Caleb.
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[Anyway, he just listens to Beau while she speaks, interested but wary.]
So they decided it's real after all, just costs? That's good to know. I'm sure it's a lot of vouchers, and even then it's only cantrips for me unless I get some of what they took back. But it's good to know.
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[hah. But,]
Yes, funny that they've decided that they do know what we were talking about when they can sell it to us all of a sudden. Interesting.
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[a beat.]
You know this is apparently the first year they've done the Dorm Wars thing?
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I heard something like that.
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I'm apparently not asking the right questions.
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I mostly didn't let up. It's random shit, like - I guess the Principal Bear guy is the one assigning extra credit, and we're allowed to tell one to two people if we need help getting it done? Going to class won't get you as many vouchers as extra credit will, I guess. And also we're getting the bottom of the barrel as far as classes because Spring has shit like Ethics and Religion as classes and we're out here stuck with the shitty cats one.
[a beat.] Spring's favorite color is brown, I know that for some reason.
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[Gross.]
She is good at asking questions. All I know is that. . . everything they say about themselves personally is incredibly vague. Try asking them little details, like the names of places they're from. Nothing. That's why I think someone is fucking with their memories somehow.
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[Gross!]
Can't name any actual place around here either. Just called somewhere the city. As if that means anything.
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Some of them get mad if you ask them too much about themselves. I wouldn't be surprised if their memories were being fucked with? Or if like... I don't know, they're not allowed to tell us for some reason.
Winter kept calling this place home, too. So I wonder if they're vague because they maybe don't actually remember living anywhere else.
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