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[100mitsubishis]

DREAM there isn't anything else	THIEF get in get out
DYING a boring side effect	PARTY god that would be awesome

( CODE BY WHAMBAM )

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later.

[erbier]

( I apologize for losing my temper. )

[ She doesn't like apologizing, but she is entirely too aware she had lost control. She also knows he had pushed her there, but that isn't entirely the point. ]

day 47; much later

[100mitsubishis]

( Prove it. )

[Those could be angry words, sliced through with a desire to see the object of his disaffection in pain, but they aren't. They are rather calm and not at all predatory. For Kavinsky, this is close to sincere.

She knows what he wants her to do.

Defrost.]

[erbier]

[ She stiffens. ]

( I am not certain I like who I am when I relax my control. )

[ Neither had he, based on the slap across the face. ]

[100mitsubishis]

( That's because you do it wrong. Peace offering-- let me show you how to take a real nap. Then we're good. )

[He shouldn't be reminded of Lynch, because she is nothing like him, but he also did it wrong so there's something of a similarity.]

[erbier]

[ She doesn't want to. She doesn't want to go back to sleep. ]

( Very well. )

[100mitsubishis]

( When are you free? )

[He does not call her baby. He is giving her a chance to pencil him in. Kavinsky acknowledges no wrong-doing, but he also thinks it's better if they're civil.

What fine young people.]

[erbier]

( In the morning. )

[ She does not like to sleep in the dark. ]

[100mitsubishis]

( Works for me. )

[erbier]

( Where would you like me to meet you. )

[ Because he's certainly not invited into her quarters. ]

[100mitsubishis]

( Walmart parking lot, ten'o'clock. )

[jk]

( What about my room? )

[erbier]

[ Her frustration pulses, feels mocked by his flippancy. Doesn't he realize by now she isn't from his world? Huff. ]

( That seems inappropriate. )

[100mitsubishis]

( Nothing's gonna happen. Don't get excited. )

[Not after the shit she pulled. Though, if Kavinsky was going to give into a wretched thing like honesty, he'd figure she doesn't want it, either.]

[erbier]

[ So irritating. She dislikes such aspersions, deeply. No one would have dared to speak to her that way when Dreus had ruled her entire life, and how dare anyone speak ill of the Godking's favored? She simmers with it, a faint radiation of heat, but she controls herself, swallowing it down like an unpleasant medicine. ]

( Very well. )