[anyway .......... I guess we are dragging Mr. 1 HP back to his dorm and dumping him down in here somewhere. Wherever he wants to go specifically, but like. Somewhere in here so he doesn't get caught out at curfew and have to drag himself back to the dorm. Unless he wanders back out again later that's on him.]
[He will just let himself be steered and not make decisions. He at least is starting to become aware he's being fussed over rather than his typical thing of just pretending he isn't half somewhere else and going along with whatever seems to be happening with the group.
I can't emphasize enough how gross he is there is just so much throat blood, so fall dorm may be getting nasty from this, too.]
[there is SO MUCH THROAT BLOOD thankfully beau is not bothered by blood so much, so she doesn't mind if it gets on her or anything. she's leading caleb along, and she will let him sit down before glancing at molly.]
Be right back. [she's... going to like, get some toilet paper or a towel or something and wet it down so she can at least help caleb clean up a bit. see the extent of the damage.]
[Just putting Caleb down on a couch so he can get some nasty throat blood all over it before he just does a quick double-take.]
Is this our-- Is this our feckin' couch?
[I hate you guys. Anyway. Beau's going to get paper or a towel or something, so Molly's just going to be sort of rude and maybe. Gently take the nasty bloody scarf.]
You look like all nine hells. You want to change or something?
[Are you ready to talk about this couch crime ....................
Anyway, tossing the nasty scarf off somewhere, just going to sit on the other side of him. Letting Beau blot him like a wine-stained rug. Probably too much for like two people to try and do this at once so, he'll keep his hands to himself.]
Great. Love hearing that something probably used my face to fuck with you. [that's what she's taking from this, at least.] I can punch you in the arm, that might convince you.
[Also making a sour face? He doesn't care for that either. Also LOL for various reasons.]
I feel as if Beauregard's offer to punch you when you're standing outside the Raven Queen's door and starting to knock is one that should convince you she's quite real as always.
[HE MIGHT DIE IF YOU HIT HIM TOO HARD BEAU HE'S A WIZARD WITH FOUR HP RIGHT NOW.]
... I've got no idea how to convince you actually. I solemnly swear I'm real.
The fake one punched me, too, so bad example. But then she tried to magic battle me.
[That's seven HP to you.
Anyway, his voice - which up until now has been pretty guarded and distant, actually sounds derisive when he says that; maybe just saying it out loud brought him further up from ninety percent, as well as the reminder of Beau trying to use a magic weapon against him instead of just punching him a lot.]
. . . It never convinced me, I knew to expect illusions. But my advice to you would be, if you wind up in that place and someone with my face starts trying very hard to hurt your feelings, play along with it. Tell it I made you sad. I got stubborn about it and that's why they started pulling out all the stops.
[she really is not a fan of that! at all! haha! anyway she doesn't punch him but he'd be fine if she did, what a baby. the only important hit point is the last one.
she pauses in cleaning him up, just for a second.]
... What slit your throat? [please do not say it was her or she will die]
But no hard feelings there, I set him on fire. [. . .] The part with you was just. . . idiotic. Everything kept trying to force me to go talk to her even though I knew it was an illusion, and then a big effort to try and convince me for a while by playing nice, saying I also saw Mollymauk around so let's go find him. Still didn't work, and then a lot of nasty things were said, still didn't work, so instead we start resorting to cheap tricks.
Eventually they pulled it off and I lost the plot on what was real or not for a bit, but it wasn't because they did a good job.
[MYSTERY CYOA RUNNER actually did a great job, but he's just going to try to bitterly criticize these efforts.]
Uhm. How to put this. . . I'm a little crazy, so if you're trying to fuck with my head there are ways to cheat.
[Sometimes you're the one who's stubborn about it being an illusion but there are also two million ways to trigger you. Anyway.]
I saw you there, but from a ways away, we were supposed to go find you. [Raising an eyebrow like is this important.]
Uhm. . . I was first, sort of, but I didn't start the fight. It was complicated. He didn't mean for it to be as serious as it was, at least I don't think.
[mystery cyoa runner like "i have ways to deal with caleb"]
Was there any sort of theme to it or was it just running around trying to find people? [caleb is clean enough now, but beau is going to insist he change clothes later, at the very least. fussing!!!]
You know how everything he says about the place he's from sounds bad but also makes no sense? Like that. We got magical microphones and if you said things into them you could hurt people. It was stupid.
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I can't emphasize enough how gross he is there is just so much throat blood, so fall dorm may be getting nasty from this, too.]
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Be right back. [she's... going to like, get some toilet paper or a towel or something and wet it down so she can at least help caleb clean up a bit. see the extent of the damage.]
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Is this our-- Is this our feckin' couch?
[I hate you guys. Anyway. Beau's going to get paper or a towel or something, so Molly's just going to be sort of rude and maybe. Gently take the nasty bloody scarf.]
You look like all nine hells. You want to change or something?
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[Are you. He allows his scarf to be taken, though. He will allow himself to be gently blotted with a paper towel.]
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What -- [she starts, and then stops. no, try again.] Are you ready to talk about what happened?
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Anyway, tossing the nasty scarf off somewhere, just going to sit on the other side of him. Letting Beau blot him like a wine-stained rug. Probably too much for like two people to try and do this at once so, he'll keep his hands to himself.]
Don't have to be.
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That's not - that's not the issue.
[Whatever that means.]
I'm still not entirely convinced either of you are real. Ninety percent. A high number.
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Great. Love hearing that something probably used my face to fuck with you. [that's what she's taking from this, at least.] I can punch you in the arm, that might convince you.
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I feel as if Beauregard's offer to punch you when you're standing outside the Raven Queen's door and starting to knock is one that should convince you she's quite real as always.
[HE MIGHT DIE IF YOU HIT HIM TOO HARD BEAU HE'S A WIZARD WITH FOUR HP RIGHT NOW.]
... I've got no idea how to convince you actually. I solemnly swear I'm real.
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[That's seven HP to you.
Anyway, his voice - which up until now has been pretty guarded and distant, actually sounds derisive when he says that; maybe just saying it out loud brought him further up from ninety percent, as well as the reminder of Beau trying to use a magic weapon against him instead of just punching him a lot.]
. . . It never convinced me, I knew to expect illusions. But my advice to you would be, if you wind up in that place and someone with my face starts trying very hard to hurt your feelings, play along with it. Tell it I made you sad. I got stubborn about it and that's why they started pulling out all the stops.
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she pauses in cleaning him up, just for a second.]
... What slit your throat? [please do not say it was her or she will die]
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[But he kind of wants to know the answer to this one.]
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[So, no. It wasn't like that.]
But no hard feelings there, I set him on fire. [. . .] The part with you was just. . . idiotic. Everything kept trying to force me to go talk to her even though I knew it was an illusion, and then a big effort to try and convince me for a while by playing nice, saying I also saw Mollymauk around so let's go find him. Still didn't work, and then a lot of nasty things were said, still didn't work, so instead we start resorting to cheap tricks.
Eventually they pulled it off and I lost the plot on what was real or not for a bit, but it wasn't because they did a good job.
[MYSTERY CYOA RUNNER actually did a great job, but he's just going to try to bitterly criticize these efforts.]
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... Well, I guess it's good they can't completely play us. [she mutters.] What do you mean, it wasn't because they did a good job?
[she's also like, watching him a little more closely now.]
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I was there or I wasn't? Was as in fake-was, I suppose.
[Hrmgh.]
Set him on fire before or after he cut your throat? I don't really care, just ... [Is Dimitri gonna be mad.]
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[Sometimes you're the one who's stubborn about it being an illusion but there are also two million ways to trigger you. Anyway.]
I saw you there, but from a ways away, we were supposed to go find you. [Raising an eyebrow like is this important.]
Uhm. . . I was first, sort of, but I didn't start the fight. It was complicated. He didn't mean for it to be as serious as it was, at least I don't think.
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Was there any sort of theme to it or was it just running around trying to find people? [caleb is clean enough now, but beau is going to insist he change clothes later, at the very least. fussing!!!]
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Anyway, reaching over to sort of. Pick at Caleb's coat.]
You should change. [This is not a suggestion.] And maybe start at the beginning.
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[No, he's not making much sense, just picking out the parts he's pissed at.]
. . . I think it was Ichiro's memories?
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What?
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What?
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You know how everything he says about the place he's from sounds bad but also makes no sense? Like that. We got magical microphones and if you said things into them you could hurt people. It was stupid.
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That... sounds stupid. Okay, but like, how did you guys manage to hurt each other, were you testing the mics or something?
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You're going to have to keep going, I'm afraid.
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