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rose: play dress-up
[In want of a quiet place to knit, Rose has taken her yarn and her needles into the library this morning, and commandeered a table near the back. She's just finishing up what looks like a tiny, purple sweater, but the recipient of the garment doesn't seem to like it took much.]
Edgar, yarn isn't a digestible material. Please refrain from eating your own clothing.
[A tiny black kitten, who's been rolling around on the table, gently drops the sweater sleeve from his mouth before meowing loudly into the journal and hopping off the table to explore the rest of the library.]
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Edgar, yarn isn't a digestible material. Please refrain from eating your own clothing.
[A tiny black kitten, who's been rolling around on the table, gently drops the sweater sleeve from his mouth before meowing loudly into the journal and hopping off the table to explore the rest of the library.]
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You must a missed the memo announcin' my ascendin' so far beyond your little black pixie stick bullshit that I could end you if you evven considered doin' anythin'.
So your threats are meanin'less.
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[She reclines back in her chair and re-focuses on her knitting.]
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[...oh she's being all indifferent again.
damnit
he'll just kind've...y'know stand there being awkwardly silent.
Looking around a bit.]
So...uh...wwhat're you makin'?
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[She notes it with a smirk.]
A sweater.
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You like it better when she argues, kind've. You figure it's usually you argue and she...speaks in goddamned riddles all the time.
But it's better than this at least.]
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[A pause.]
...you are awware beasts don't need clothin' though right.
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Of course they don't. No species biologically requires clothing, unless it's for protection from the environment.
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That's actually a good p-NO NO DON'T EVER AGREE WITH HER NOT EVEN INWARDLY.]
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After nine months here, one starts to run out of practical knitting projects.
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Fallin' into a rut or somethin' ovver wwhat to do Kan used to get that sometimes.
But it wwas rare, she usually had ideas pourin' outta her peepspheres like an endless stream a tears.
Though I guess she didn't havve the wwhole trapped in a castle thing goin' for her.
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I heard. Someone tried convvincin' me she wwas here right noww.
But I kind a figured that wwas just nonsense on their part, it wwas Sol anywway an' his wword's nothin' to go by so.
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Yeah, exactly, you'vve managed to repeat what I just said. Fantastic method a deduction there on your part, I'm impressed, considerin' that kind a' deductivve reasonin' is wway beyond the capacity a' your other human friends, especially the blue text one. Talk about scrapin' the bottom a' human society right there.
This is exactly wwhy I lost my interest in you so quick back then, in the end I shouldn't expect anythin' less than the stunted fuckin' potential a humanity. It's just not quite up the standards a' actual impressivve species.
[Thank god certain other residents of the castle aren't here to hear him saying this, though.
Otherwise he'd probably just, well, leave. Angrily.]
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I'm terribly sorry I didn't rise up to your expectations, Ampora. Excuse me while I go soak in my own tears.
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Well fuck, I hope you don't drown in 'em, cause that'd be such a fuckin' loss wwouldn't it.
[Now he's storming out of the library with a little huff.]
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