PC: BEAU

[headmt]

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Oh, the jingly guy!

... Oh, the jingly guy. [ that's said with much less enthusiasm. ]

[headmt]

[He holds his hands up to his temples, like he’s doing a tarot reading.]

You’re going to be best friends.

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[ she reaches over and flicks his nose. ]

Shuuut the fuck up. [ and then: ] Whatever, you're way more of a weirdo than he is, so the cards aren't off the fuckin' table, I guess.

Have you been making friends?

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Ow—- They actually aren’t so bad, you know.

[He shrugs and nods.]

I’d say that on the whole. A rather charming lot, really. Even the guy who took my phone at least seemed embarrassed about it.

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[ she sprawls lazily, kicking at a barstool to make it spin. ]

There's some really pretty girls here, yeah.

Why'd he take your phone?

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Probably because I gave it to him.

[What a good idea.]

It’s alright. Ended up ok. I’ve earned a reputation as an Emperor, and a . . . Dragon? Apparently?

[Don’t encourage this.]

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A dragon? What, you got away with that? [ she grins a bit. ] Emperor is - um, it's old news, but a dragon. I guess it's the horns.

[ another kick. ] Gods, you really gotta keep one upping me every time, huh?

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I’m dead, I think I can be whatever I wish now.

[Oh are we joking about this now.]

I would never one-up you, Beauregard. What about you? Are you making friends? Tell me about your friends.

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[ she snorts, at the first part. apparently she's at the joking point too, i GUESS. ]

Nope. No friends. [ she says, idly, stretching. ] Just a lot of pretty, handsy girls and obnoxious dudes.