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[winewomenand]

[ voice post ]

Promise, I fully expect your daughter to reimburse me for damages incurred, along with punitive damages for my emotional trauma and suffering. Intense trauma and suffering. I just bought that. Five hundred dollars for what is supposed to be--

[ there is a long, irritated, thoroughly underwhelmed pause. ]

Promise?

Niko?

Cal--

Comments

[hundredflowers]

Loud.

You're loud.

[winewomenand]

And very angry, so thank you for noticing, as that was the objective.

[hundredflowers]

I imagine this is probably why fate has dropped a load of intense trauma on you in the past. It's usually the loud ones.

It's probably not that person's fault, by the by.

[winewomenand]

Or perhaps the universe just agrees that there is no better place for something than in Robin Goodefellow's lap.

But he likes it when we blame things on him arbitrarily.

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[hundredflowers]

Quite a damaged lap it must be.

[hundredflowers]

Well, true or not, you'll have to hope that he's even here first.

1/2

[winewomenand]

Please. I'm the most well-built engine in existence.

[winewomenand]

Oh, Caliban's here. I have a sixth sense reserved just for his presence.

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[hundredflowers]

Ever notice that the people who really are the best at things never try to acknowledge themselves as such? Because then others try to prove them wrong.

[hundredflowers]

Stalker.

[winewomenand]

Humility is for boring people.

And I prefer 'prowler.'

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[hundredflowers]

Oooh, boy. You're already impossible.

[hundredflowers]

So, does that mean that you and him are...?

[winewomenand]

Close acquaintances.

And I'm not impossible. I'm just very improbable. There aren't many things in the universe that are impossible if you roll the cup of dice over a long enough period of time. Humans, for example.

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[hundredflowers]

So... not friends.

[hundredflowers]