We do not have things like this where I'm from, so it's interesting to see. I have a duty, however, so no matter how interesting it is, I must return home.
[The new room unfortunately has a pink, teenage girl's bed with brightly decorated walls and a bunch of trendy decor.
D gestures at the bed, but at Wolfwood. Like... get on.]
You wouldn't go in room order with your best friend...?
[Pretends to have a :pleading_face: expression. He puts T-chan on the bed, and then he climbs onto one side, lounging experimentally. T-chan sort of looks around at this disaster; he grunts.]
Yes, it's not quite like the settee in the shop, I know. It's comfortable, though. [He peers at Wolfwood.] It's big enough you have your own side.
[ D really just slutshamed him with zero hesitation. He's coming over and picking at these wall decorations... this... One Direction poster... hm. ]
Looks like... teen girl bedroom. I think. Who is this for?
[ Like, for photo opportunities. He knows he said it's for imagination and all that but who is wanting this. He's not a teen girl so how would he know... ]
[He continues to pet T-chan, watching Wolfwood inspect the foreign room of a teenage girl. It's very funny to see.]
Weren't you the one who said they were for your imagination?
[Look, Wolfwood might not, but D will just say it. He uses his nails to give T-chan a headscratch exactly like one of those whisk-looking scalp scratchers.]
It doesn't sound like you have children. Or daughters, at least. [D's survey of the room is oddly indifferent. It sure is a girl's room.] Since neither of us are girls or daughters, I guess in this scene, we're meant to be terrible interlopers.
[Thinks about all the sibling kids I play but the other sibling is dead or fucked up. Nods.
The look on his face as he peers at Wolfwood is strange and unreadable.]
I had not seen my father for a long time, not until recently. My grandfather raised me. [He lifts his eyes.] I never had a mother, or a nursemaid, or a nanny.
Maybe. It's been a long time since I last saw her, but had an auntie around who I liked. Always made time for me when I was havin' trouble, but she had a lot of things and other kids to look after.
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[ Yeah? ]
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Come with me, best friend.
[He walks out of the Peacekeeper Arizona room and into another one.]
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[ Wow... bestie rapport... ]
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[The new room unfortunately has a pink, teenage girl's bed with brightly decorated walls and a bunch of trendy decor.
D gestures at the bed, but at Wolfwood. Like... get on.]
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Seriously?
[ Just looking at D like hey I know we're all joking and buddy-buddy (no) but we have standards. I have standards. ]
Pick a better room.
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[Pretends to have a :pleading_face: expression. He puts T-chan on the bed, and then he climbs onto one side, lounging experimentally. T-chan sort of looks around at this disaster; he grunts.]
Yes, it's not quite like the settee in the shop, I know. It's comfortable, though. [He peers at Wolfwood.] It's big enough you have your own side.
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[ Just bluntly says this. Looks at T-chan too. He doesn't seem very happy. ]
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[T-chan finally settles down on the bed against D's front since D is on his side. D reaches up to pet him lovingly on the head and back of the neck.]
Neither of us fit the aesthetic of this room at all.
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[ D really just slutshamed him with zero hesitation. He's coming over and picking at these wall decorations... this... One Direction poster... hm. ]
Looks like... teen girl bedroom. I think. Who is this for?
[ Like, for photo opportunities. He knows he said it's for imagination and all that but who is wanting this. He's not a teen girl so how would he know... ]
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Weren't you the one who said they were for your imagination?
[Look, Wolfwood might not, but D will just say it. He uses his nails to give T-chan a headscratch exactly like one of those whisk-looking scalp scratchers.]
It doesn't sound like you have children. Or daughters, at least. [D's survey of the room is oddly indifferent. It sure is a girl's room.] Since neither of us are girls or daughters, I guess in this scene, we're meant to be terrible interlopers.
Perhaps we're the monsters under her bed.
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It's still gotta be an imagination you like. Don't know anyone who wants to go out and take pictures in a place they don't care to be in.
[ He looks back at D, considering though. ]
Nah, don't have any kids of my own. Pretty familiar with 'em, though. Grew up being surrounded by brats.
Chased out my fair share of monsters under the bed.
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He thinks about it for a moment.]
Siblings of your own?
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[ Thinking about it, wondering how they're doing now... ]
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An orphanage then. Unless you had a very large family.
[Honestly, Wolfwood truly has that Orphanage Energy, he must say.]
Were you the oldest, or just the least afraid?
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[ Doesn't really confirm nor deny though. ]
I'd say I was pretty tough to scare, yeah.
You? You kinda got that single kid feeling about you.
[ But according to Hei, I (Lowe) as a single kid apparently assign single child to everyone so what do I know!! ]
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[Shakes your hand in single kid. Is this why we’re playing single kids…… I see.]
I have a grandfather, and I had a father. That is all.
[So Wolfwood was right.]
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Guess we're kinda the opposite, then. Had more women around than men.
[ And fuck the few men that there were. ]
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The look on his face as he peers at Wolfwood is strange and unreadable.]
I had not seen my father for a long time, not until recently. My grandfather raised me. [He lifts his eyes.] I never had a mother, or a nursemaid, or a nanny.
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[ He's never had any of those either technically speaking, but he won't just put that out there without prompting. ]
You get along well with your gramps?
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Yes. We traveled the world, and he taught me many things.
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That sounds good. Always nice to have a reliable adult around.
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Are you speaking from experience?
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Maybe. It's been a long time since I last saw her, but had an auntie around who I liked. Always made time for me when I was havin' trouble, but she had a lot of things and other kids to look after.
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An auntie boy...
[T-chan's head gets a few more scritches, then he swings his legs over the side of the bed to sit up on the edge.]
So how does a boy with an auntie surrounded by other kids go from shooing away bed monsters to being burdened by priesthood?
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[ Pats on the head, the little things like thanks Nicholas. He's grateful to her nonetheless. ]
Guess I decided to graduate to a different kind of shepherding. From kids to lost lambs, now.
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