FORTY : Save your sympathy

[wristsniper]

[There's nothing terribly abnormal about this post, other than the sound of Olivier's voice. Those who have come to know her well, children she's tended, and the particularly astute may note that she sounds... hollow

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[sting_like_a]

[Miakis doesn't even bother answering the call, and just walks on over to her sisbro's house. Getting away from Pancake House is a very good thing for her right now.]

Hey~

[sting_like_a]

[But who wouldn't want to be friends with this face? C'MONNNNNNNNN.]

All right~ Offer's always on the table, just so you know. And you could always come by for some tea! I'll get Ken to make cookies.

...And I'll make him wear that apron of his. [griiiiin]

[wristsniper]

...Maybe when you get me a list of names.

[sting_like_a]

Yeah, yeah, I get the hint~ I'll have one soon, promise!

[wristsniper]

Good.

........Ken in an apron. Honestly...

[sting_like_a]

It is a sight you deserve to see~

[wristsniper]

Right.

[She stops for a moment.]

Miakis, do me a favor. It's unrelated to the war.

[sting_like_a]

[She raises her eyebrows curiously.]

Sure. What's up?

[wristsniper]

If I get droned, keep Michael away from me.

Pyro, sorry.

[sting_like_a]

[Under any other circumstances, Miakis would be giggling and chattering away about true love and how romantic and so on and so forth. But believe it or not, she does possess some measure of tact! So she keeps the silliness to herself for once, and simply nods. She'd want to keep Ken away from her drone self if she could, after all.]

Of course~

[wristsniper]

I appreciate it, in advance.