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[identitypolitics]

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[at_heart]

[ —Welp, that's not actually what he was expecting; Valor's card had pull tail, you see. Despite its shaggy appearance, his fur is actually really soft and sleek, but the pet also gets a weird little half-wag. ]

Are you— [ snorting laughter ] You're petting me.

[identitypolitics]

Well, you're being a good boy so far. Unless you really want your tail pulled right now, but—

[ you know what's a great time to find out if this really gives her telepathy? right now and by asking leading questions, ]

Is there anything you really want to do?

[at_heart]

What, on my card or yours?

[ No guilty thoughts just yet. ]

[identitypolitics]

Well, what about on yours? I saw you had some already checked off on that, but what else?

[at_heart]

[ That might get a jumble of quick thoughts; the stalk someone square was fun, although still undetermined if it actually got checked off, they made a game of it, the be leashed and walked square was weird, the intimidate someone square was kind of ill-advised....... ]

I guess I haven't 'vented' to anyone yet, but I don't know where I'd start.

[ And oh hey that's — not entirely a lie, but he certainly has some topics he immediately pushes out of mind before offering her a crooked smile. ]

[identitypolitics]

[ hmmmm ]

Oh, do tell. I mean, I guess there's a lot of weird stuff to talk about, like whatever they're doing to mess with us right now, maid cafés, the universe's worst water park and fast food restaurant...

[at_heart]

[ Were you looking for NSFW thoughts, because one of the things you mentioned sure did just get a quick succession of images, some of them just harmless if embarrassing hijinx, but while he almost walked straight into a wall in his haste to exit it, the maid cafe also got him laid twice in rapid succession, so. Lupine is looking fully elsewhere now. ]

Oh, I think that's a little harsh. The food at WcDonald's was pretty decent, and everything in that dome was trying to kill us, so their — mascot or whatever probably just didn't wanna feel left out.

[identitypolitics]

[ holy shit dude you live the exciting life, huh, ]

Listen, listen, I didn't get to hang out there long enough to eat anything apart from some very suspicious pasta.

Seems like you prefer the maid café still, though?

[at_heart]

[ DAY 410 WAS SORT OF RIDICULOUS, SAFFRON ] [ But, uh, that question gives him some pretty serious pause. ]

Excuse me?

[ To his credit, his expression isn't giving much away. But internally, oh boy is he ever trying to reconstruct the actual cafe part of that live and coming up empty. She absolutely could've been at a table and witness to what at least three of the maids took for some sort of panic attack, but why that would make her think he'd liked the place, he can't imagine. It's not like the thing with Lucifel happened at a table, and....... and okay, the thing with Rye did sort of start in the hallway, but they just kissed there. ]

[identitypolitics]

[ ok this is fun now

we love bullying ]

Seems like it was a little overwhelming for you.

[at_heart]

[ Wow, Saffron, ] [ Lupine is pretty much just staring at her now. ]

Yeah, I mean... 'overwhelming' doesn't really make most people's top ten favorite things about a restaurant, though.

[ His tone is extremely careful. It might be a little suspiciously careful even without the mindreading. Obviously she saw something, but exactly what he isn't sure, and he doesn't want to make this worse. ]

[identitypolitics]

I'm just razzing you, don't worry. Anyway, "use telepathy to find out a secret" is pretty hard if I tell you I'm doing it.

[ she winks. ]

Promise I won't tell.

1/2

[at_heart]

[ Well. That pretty much explains that. ]

[at_heart]

What I wouldn't give for a swarm of face-stealing mannequins right about now.

[identitypolitics]

[ she shrugs. ]

Listen, I could guarantee you that you don't have the most embarrassing activities resume out there. I don't know for sure, but I know.

[at_heart]

[ Pauses, frowning at her. Might be thinking about one of his encounters really graphically for a few seconds just to be obnoxious. ]

It wasn't all embarrassing.

[identitypolitics]

All right, I get it, I get it. Ugh.

[ data point: she's actually pretty nonplussed by all of this, as exasperated as she's acting? huh. ]

What were you actually going to vent about, though?

[at_heart]

[ Data points are useful. Are you making a list, too, Saffron. ] [ Lupine grins a tiny bit but politely clears his head. ]

...I don't know. [ This time, more honest. ] It'd depend on who I was venting to, I guess.

[identitypolitics]

[ of course she's making a list. all intel is valuable. ]

I guess you could vent about nosy women with telepathy.

[at_heart]

[ Snorts. ]

Well, they are pretty obnoxious. A lot of my thoughts qualify as 'secrets', if we're being technical about it, and there's no reason not to be technical with a game like this. Nobody had to poke and prod until I was specifically thinking about something embarrassing.

[ Beat. ]

But it's just a game, and I actually made out pretty well that day, all things considered. [ A little shrug. ] So I guess I forgive them.

[identitypolitics]

Well, that's good. Pranks are only really fun if lines aren't crossed, after all.

[at_heart]

[ ...He agrees completely, to the point where that actually gives him a tiny bit of pause. Flicks a lock of hair over one shoulder. ]

Any other squares you still need?

[identitypolitics]

Well, it seems only fair you should get to pick—either that, or one from your card, since I got two for one with that and without asking.

[ she waves her card at him. ]

[at_heart]

Well...

[ Glances at her card, then at his own again. ]

What does 'cross water with an escort' even mean? [ Bemused. ] You hiss at me, I'll growl at you?

[ It'd complete one of his rows. ]

[identitypolitics]

I assume it means... cross water with someone else, but why...

...and sure, that works out. Uh—

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