pc catchall for lup.

[agleam]

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[agleam]

...But it wasn't real. It's not really here. You said that you were able to stop it eventually back at the last place you were, right?

[he's not sure whether that'll help right to remember right this second, but - it's worth a try.]

[evocationary]

Yeah. They killed it.

[deep breath.] It's fine. It wasn't real, it was just whoever fucking with me. Sorry, just, y'know - the old PTSD or whatever! I'll get over it.

Um, I have no idea where to find bandaids.

[agleam]

Ah - you don't have to apologize. And you don't need to be okay right this second, either... That sounded really scary.

[he doesn't know what ptsd is but he can slightly guess from context.]

We might need to use something else... I haven't seen any of those around. We could cut some fabric off one of the shirts in the gift shop, maybe...?

[evocationary]

That could work. Commit crimes to fix crimes. Good, yes, yep.

[she's a little jittery now, rip] Let's go.

[agleam]

...Okay, yeah. Let's head there.

[off they go! he glances her way, clearly concerned, every couple of moments as they walk.]

[evocationary]

[she's fine! totally!!!

once they get to the gift shop, she wanders over to the shirts, chewing her bottom lip.] Hmm. Does it count as free advertising if you bleed all over the merch?

[agleam]

Free advertising?

[what's marketing]

[evocationary]

... Yes? Are you asking about like, the concept of, or.

[agleam]

Yeah, I don't know what that means.

[evocationary]

Oh, okay, so like - everybody has a brand, right? You have to have a brand. So you design some stuff to represent your whole deal, and then put it on a t-shirt, and it's this.

[wipes blood on a shirt.]

[agleam]

...Having a brand is wiping blood on a shirt?

[NO]

[evocationary]

[RUPERT]

No, that's disrespecting a brand. Or - well, it might not be. It really depends on if your name is Harrow or not.

[agleam]

[nods slowly...]

Okay. I'm now a little bit concerned in addition to being confused.

[evocationary]

That is a perfect response to Harrow in general.

[agleam]

[he laughs.]

She hasn't said anything that concerning to me!

[Not Yet.]

[evocationary]

Yet! Just wait until she goes on a bone tirade!

[this is so affectionate, lup loves harrow]

[agleam]

A... bone tirade?

[harrow your bones]

[evocationary]

... Have you not heard about the bones? Please ask her. Tell her to rattle off all the names of bones.

[agleam]

Quick question! How much am I going to regret it if I do?

[evocationary]

That depends on how squeamish you are!

[agleam]

I'm not squeamish! But I also see no reason to listen to something that would bother someone who is.

[sounds like something a squeamish person would say......]

[evocationary]

Sounds like something a squeamish person would say!

[sometimes you just have to say the meta text out loud]

[agleam]

[gasps in clearly fake offense]

These accusations wound me, madam!

[evocationary]

Defend yourself against them or perish! [she's laughing]

[agleam]

[laughing in return]

You don't have to be afraid of something to know that obtaining knowledge about it wouldn't improve your life in any way!