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[deceptive_lulz]

Eheh...does anyone else think it's been awfully quiet lately?

[Lying on her stomach, across her bed, she has one arm folded near her chest while her other hand twirls the stem of a single, crispy leaf. Sarina herself seems distracted, focusing her gaze on the spinning leaf as if she were debating something with herself.]

The week before we had ghosts

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[biobitching]

[Wow, someone sure seems a few clips short of a full round.

But Jack's crazy and she knows it, so there really isn't too much judging going on over here. Conversationally:]

You do that on purpose?

[deceptive_lulz]

Do what on purpose? Eheh?

[biobitching]

Laugh like a fucking psycho.

[deceptive_lulz]

Ha! [Way to hit her sore spot. Again.] I can't help that part of me! Eheheh!

[biobitching]

[Does that net some award for being the Most Tactless? but then again, Jack knows about things you can't really help, so! She just sort of snorts.]

Whatever. That monster you mentioned. [...] Want to go hunting?

[Most of this is because Jack is bored out of her skull, but after their last conversation she's also a little interested in seeing what Laughing Octopus can do. And also doesn't hate her quite as much as she hates just about everyone else on this island, which is important too. :|b]

[deceptive_lulz]

[At the offer, she hesitates. Is it just monster hunting that she was after? She mentioned some kind of power having to do with destroying things with her mind. Even if she had confidence in her own ability, she knew that powers having to do with mental control were a weakness for her.

Sarina didn't think that Jack wanted her dead, but it was always good to not be entirely certain.]

You're bored too? Haha? Which dorms do you live in?

[biobitching]

Yeah, what do you think? [Grits her teeth-- more than boredom, it's the anticipation that's getting to her, making her restless like a caged tiger.] It's too fucking quiet here. Makes me want to shoot someone. Might as well make it interesting.

[Wow, none of that probably sounded very reassuring.]

South dorms. You?

[deceptive_lulz]

I know what you mean, actually. At least with all of the noises around, you can take them all in -- know what to expect next. Eeheehee...with the quiet, it just means the enemy is more skilled, more often than not.

[And she too could relate with the antsy sort of feeling.]

I'm in the east, but I don't mind traveling. Eheheh -- I may...look a bit different than what you're expecting though.

[biobitching]

[Ridin' the saaame wavelength. But her last statement gets a raised eyebrow from Jack.]

Different how?

[deceptive_lulz]

Heheh...remember when I told you one of my codenames was Laughing Octopus? Well, I have a suit that very much resembles the animal...

[biobitching]

Never seen an octopus before, 'cept on dinner plates for rich fat fucks. [moderately impressed, actually.] But that's what, a mech?

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[deceptive_lulz]

[Ohhh boy, and that there was the cause of all of the major trauma in her life. Forgive the outburst here.]

Don't ever eat octopus! Heehee! It really tastes good, but bad shit happens to people who eat it! Eheheh!

[deceptive_lulz]

[She takes a few moments -- maybe even minutes to calm herself down, lowly laughing all the while, before proceeding with the rest.]

...it's a mech, yes. Hahaha -- makes battles a whole lot easier.

[biobitching]

[whoa there bro, calm yo tits. Jack doesn't often come across people crazier(?) than her, and Laughing Octopus's outburst catches her by surprise.]

What the hell was that?! [sorry, but she's probably not going to let it go. If she's going out monster hunting with another psycho, she's sure as hell going to make sure LB won't drag her down. Or, y'know, attack her over a plate of delicious octopus. Something.]

[deceptive_lulz]

[All things considered, this was actually a bit of an improvement in handling herself. Right, she should probably explain herself to Jack...]

Just-- don't mention that, okay? Heeheehee...I'd really rather not get into it.

[...or maybe not. Rule #1 about talking to Sarina: don't mention eating octopus.]

It's a touchy subject.

[biobitching]

[... on one hand, Jack could probably win gold for the Most Tactless Olympics, and her general contempt/disregard for other people's feelings doesn't help with that either.

But on the other, she ...gets that there are just things you don't talk about, ever. That some shit follows you around, hangs around your neck like a two-ton weight, and chokes the life out of your when you least expect it.]

...fine, whatever. But if you freak out on me while we're outside, I'm dumping you as dead weight. Got it?