[VIKTOR TO DAHUT'S FACE: SO ANYWAY I START STEALIN
Dahut just watches the little shifts in his expression and body language, though, quiet for a second or two. But he eventually reaches out, and very lightly rests his lil paw against the back of the hand curled into a fist.]
Determination, care and means are really the three most important ingredients in reaching even far-off goals, I think! And it seems like you have at least the first two, and the intelligence to make or find the third, so when you say you'll do it on your own, I believe you. But holding up so many lives isn't easy, so make sure you have the support you need too, okay?
As if he hadn't realized he needed to unclench a little, the hand slowly falls a bit more open under Dahut's own. Just ignore that.]
...I'm just an inventor. I'm not a savior; I don't care what Scien says. I want to help Zaun, yes, but... I'm not going to be able to change it overnight. Jayce is the one on the council. He has to change it from there.
I can only build the things needed to help Zaun become more hospitable.
[HELP the unclenchening. His expression is warm, though there's something a little contemplative in it.]
It sounds like you have your work cut out for you, then - but it also sounds like you have a good path to take, and a good head on your shoulders. I'm glad! I think it's important to value the hearts that want to enact positive change and strive to protect others even in the face of death.
[THE DAHUT PLATE DON'T JUST TURN THE WHOLE DAHUT INTO THE PLATE THAT'S MAKING VIKTOR LOSE IT. HELP!!!!
The question seems to catch him a little off his guard, though, and he blinks up with an owlish sort of surprised curiosity.]
Monsieur Scien, you mean? [His head cants just the tiniest bit to the side.] Well, we are two separate people, even if we're both Relivers... It's only natural that our values, thoughts and opinions won't always align. That's why we head two separate teams at the Institute, after all!
[YEAH, HE IS THE WHOLE PLATE. THAT IS HOW BEFUDDLED VIKTOR FEELS IN THIS INSTANCE.
The fact this will give me lore I rarely get from anyone else becauss I am too busy being shaken lore out of myself, BUT VIKTOR WON'T TAKE IT YET BECAUSE HE IS STILL KINDA SALTY. I'M MAD.]
I see. I don't know how you work with him, honestly.
[NOT THE WHOLE PLATE. ALSO ME LAUGHING when your own character shoots you in the foot and you just have to sit there and die.
Dahut pats his lil hand once before retracting his own, folding his hands neatly in his lap and swinging his legs a little.]
To be honest, it can get pretty frustrating! But I've known Monsieur Scien for a long time... This is normally where I'd say that he's not as terrible as his awful personality makes him seem, but I know he was especially unkind to you.
[bold of you to assume there will be a next time.......
BUT YEAH. YEAH HE SURE IS. SCIEN MAKES HIS LIFE SO HARD EVERY DAY AND ALSO EVERYONE ELSE'S LIFE SO HARD AND FOR WHAT.
His brow furrows a little at that, though. He'd heard a little bit, but he's also known Scien long enough to know that his words are indeed a more painful weapon than his terrible fuckin feet and the kicks that can snap bones.]
He doesn't like fighting with his fists, so he's really good at hitting with what he says instead, huh... I'm sorry that you had to deal with that. Even if he was mad and tired after everything, the last thing any of us need is extra cruelty.
[???????? DON'T JUST TAKE AWAY MY NEXT TIME, HELLO? GIVE THAT BACK.
Scien's route is now the route I will play through LAST for this transgression. Damn, I gotta play it to unlock the other ones. ANYWAY THE LAST OF THE FIRST HALF.]
...Forget it. I guess I can thank him for giving me the spite to run on.
Mm, you wouldn't be the first and you won't be the last to thank him for that! [Nothing like a verbal beatdown to ignite the soul...]
Still, I'll apologize on his behalf since he never will. And I know that it's hardly the same thing, but if you ever wanted to talk with me instead, I would welcome it!
[But alas, he has fewer braincells to pick compared to Scien...]
Don't let there be MORE people thanking Scien for the spite. That man needs to be throttled. The way my Sim meter keeps getting (- -) for Scien when I haven't even finished the game yet.]
The only apology I'd accept is from him. If he doesn't give it, I'll just never have it. [Washes his hands of that.] Sorry, but... I'm not interested in hearing anything.
But I don't mind helping figure out what's going on.
[YOU'RE RIGHT THOUGH HE DOES NEED TO BE THROTTLED. DAHUT ALSO AGREES.
He also seems perfectly fine to leave Scien and his unapologetic ass and also Reliver tech talk behind them, goodbye, he prefers things this way. ON TO THE MORE IMPORTANT STUFF:]
I'm glad for that, at least! We need aaall the brains we can get working on this, because it seems like things are actually pretty complex! Memory rewriting, missing dead, all kinds of things that sound like they're straight out of a mystery novel. Oh, and rats.
[GOODBYE TO MY LORE............. that y'all won't give me anyway because it has spoilers in it. (overlay image of remembering aki voice two comments ago) bold of you to think there will be a next time]
WHAT TRAUMA HAS HE GONE THROUGH WHEN WE ARE NOW ALL THE RATS. I HATE THIS.]
Okay...?
[HE'S FUCKING SCARED OF THE RATS NOW. Wow, this is really like being in the Undercity where there are apparently giant chem rad rats. Okay. He lifts his arm to pull up the IRIS, surprised the thing even still works.
[HE REALLY GOT RATNAPPED BEFORE WE FORMED THE RATPACK AND FOR WHAT...]
Unfortunately, we don't know a lot. Just that we're probably in the ship's belly and there are a looot of strange things happening... [Though as he's watching Viktor scroll, he seems to remember something! His expression lights up!]
Ah! I have a message for you, though! A message from Monsieur Lucien!
Mm, it's true! There's no place with an entrance and no exit, after all.
[(wwx voice). ALSO THIS IS SO FUNNY HELP can you imagine. Lucien week 0 just pulling Dahut aside like hey listen. I have a message for Viktor. and then Dahut just proceeding to not tell him until they were both dead.]
Oh, you had already died by the time he reached out. Not entirely sure what's going on there yet, either, but I think Amalthea might be aiding him in connecting with us somehow! Though it's very limited on our end; we only seem capable of clearly answering the three questions he chooses to ask.
[FUCKING HELP also ig Viktor got to see a Dahut shorthand version of the doc which is only visible on Scien's IRIS and now he has to transcribe it himself because i an idiot totally forgot we only have games and not texting IT'S FINE.
ANYWAY. DAHUT JUST WATCHES THIS HAPPEN and reaches up to rub Viktor's noggin gently when he hunches back down.]
Oh—!! Oh, no...! Be careful, monsieur-- Ah, I was trying to make you feel better, not worse! Anyway, it was only just this Friday, so it might be something entirely new!
[Very slowly, he sinks right back down onto the edge of the pod, all the wind taken out of his sails from the bump to his head. Now he has TWO goose eggs maybe. Continues to dole out punishments to him for no reason.]
I don't... Nevermind. I guess we just accept the insane goings on of this place. [WHY] What... What was his message even?
[HE SITS THERE FROZEN IN TIME WITH THE MOST STUNNED LOOK ON HIS FACE HEARING THIS. HELLO?! LUCIEN SAID TO GO FUCK HIMSELF?! HELLO?! The shock immediately wears off, and he's back to being one hundred percent indignant.]
I can't believe he'd say that to me as if I had any control over what happened! He can go f--
[DON'T JUST SAY AFTER SOMEONE DIES!!!!!!!!!!! The irritation dwindles suddenly off. HE FEELS BAD.]
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Dahut just watches the little shifts in his expression and body language, though, quiet for a second or two. But he eventually reaches out, and very lightly rests his lil paw against the back of the hand curled into a fist.]
Determination, care and means are really the three most important ingredients in reaching even far-off goals, I think! And it seems like you have at least the first two, and the intelligence to make or find the third, so when you say you'll do it on your own, I believe you. But holding up so many lives isn't easy, so make sure you have the support you need too, okay?
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As if he hadn't realized he needed to unclench a little, the hand slowly falls a bit more open under Dahut's own. Just ignore that.]
...I'm just an inventor. I'm not a savior; I don't care what Scien says. I want to help Zaun, yes, but... I'm not going to be able to change it overnight. Jayce is the one on the council. He has to change it from there.
I can only build the things needed to help Zaun become more hospitable.
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It sounds like you have your work cut out for you, then - but it also sounds like you have a good path to take, and a good head on your shoulders. I'm glad! I think it's important to value the hearts that want to enact positive change and strive to protect others even in the face of death.
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THE DAHUT PLATE.]
Why are you doing this? I don't understand. You're nothing like him.
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The question seems to catch him a little off his guard, though, and he blinks up with an owlish sort of surprised curiosity.]
Monsieur Scien, you mean? [His head cants just the tiniest bit to the side.] Well, we are two separate people, even if we're both Relivers... It's only natural that our values, thoughts and opinions won't always align. That's why we head two separate teams at the Institute, after all!
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The fact this will give me lore I rarely get from anyone else becauss I am too busy being shaken lore out of myself, BUT VIKTOR WON'T TAKE IT YET BECAUSE HE IS STILL KINDA SALTY. I'M MAD.]
I see. I don't know how you work with him, honestly.
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Dahut pats his lil hand once before retracting his own, folding his hands neatly in his lap and swinging his legs a little.]
To be honest, it can get pretty frustrating! But I've known Monsieur Scien for a long time... This is normally where I'd say that he's not as terrible as his awful personality makes him seem, but I know he was especially unkind to you.
[FROWNING AT HIS GOOSE EGG AGAIN.]
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At least Dahut is self-aware. Scien aware? SOCIALLY AWARE.]
I would take the kick any day over the words he said to me.
[That is probably why he is so laissez about the goose egg.
The words hurt more than any hammer Eunhyuk could have hit him with.]
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BUT YEAH. YEAH HE SURE IS. SCIEN MAKES HIS LIFE SO HARD EVERY DAY AND ALSO EVERYONE ELSE'S LIFE SO HARD AND FOR WHAT.
His brow furrows a little at that, though. He'd heard a little bit, but he's also known Scien long enough to know that his words are indeed a more painful weapon than his terrible fuckin feet and the kicks that can snap bones.]
He doesn't like fighting with his fists, so he's really good at hitting with what he says instead, huh... I'm sorry that you had to deal with that. Even if he was mad and tired after everything, the last thing any of us need is extra cruelty.
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Scien's route is now the route I will play through LAST for this transgression. Damn, I gotta play it to unlock the other ones. ANYWAY THE LAST OF THE FIRST HALF.]
...Forget it. I guess I can thank him for giving me the spite to run on.
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There's a light little laugh at that, though.]
Mm, you wouldn't be the first and you won't be the last to thank him for that! [Nothing like a verbal beatdown to ignite the soul...]
Still, I'll apologize on his behalf since he never will. And I know that it's hardly the same thing, but if you ever wanted to talk with me instead, I would welcome it!
[But alas, he has fewer braincells to pick compared to Scien...]
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Don't let there be MORE people thanking Scien for the spite. That man needs to be throttled. The way my Sim meter keeps getting (- -) for Scien when I haven't even finished the game yet.]
The only apology I'd accept is from him. If he doesn't give it, I'll just never have it. [Washes his hands of that.] Sorry, but... I'm not interested in hearing anything.
But I don't mind helping figure out what's going on.
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He also seems perfectly fine to leave Scien and his unapologetic ass and also Reliver tech talk behind them, goodbye, he prefers things this way. ON TO THE MORE IMPORTANT STUFF:]
I'm glad for that, at least! We need aaall the brains we can get working on this, because it seems like things are actually pretty complex! Memory rewriting, missing dead, all kinds of things that sound like they're straight out of a mystery novel. Oh, and rats.
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I... met the rats.
[DRY. FLAT.
His brows furrow.]
What the hell is going on here?
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He also just stares off into the distance for a second...]
Don't let the rats carry you away, okay...
[DON'T GET RATNAPPED TWICE LIKE DAHUT. But after that, he'll bring up his IRIS with a flick of his wrist and send Viktor their fancy lil document.]
Here! This should explain things in more detail, but the gist is... we're not sure!
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WHAT TRAUMA HAS HE GONE THROUGH WHEN WE ARE NOW ALL THE RATS. I HATE THIS.]
Okay...?
[HE'S FUCKING SCARED OF THE RATS NOW. Wow, this is really like being in the Undercity where there are apparently giant chem rad rats. Okay. He lifts his arm to pull up the IRIS, surprised the thing even still works.
Brb, entering the Nerd Zone to read over this.]
...Please know more than just "we're not sure."
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Unfortunately, we don't know a lot. Just that we're probably in the ship's belly and there are a looot of strange things happening... [Though as he's watching Viktor scroll, he seems to remember something! His expression lights up!]
Ah! I have a message for you, though! A message from Monsieur Lucien!
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[Hmmmmmm--WHA. He lifts his head and eyes, startled, and then confused. HELLO?]
What...? A... message? Why would he... give you a message when I was there the whole time?
[THINKING LUCIEN GAVE DAHUT A MESSAGE WHEN HE WAS ALIVE.]
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[(wwx voice). ALSO THIS IS SO FUNNY HELP can you imagine. Lucien week 0 just pulling Dahut aside like hey listen. I have a message for Viktor. and then Dahut just proceeding to not tell him until they were both dead.]
Oh, you had already died by the time he reached out. Not entirely sure what's going on there yet, either, but I think Amalthea might be aiding him in connecting with us somehow! Though it's very limited on our end; we only seem capable of clearly answering the three questions he chooses to ask.
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[THE LONGEST PAUSE IN THE WORLD AS HE CHURNS THIS OVER IN HIS BRAIN...........
Then he LEAPS up in indignation, thoroughly cracking his head against the top of the bottom pod. He hunches, winces, reaches up to hold his noggin.]
He what?! He never said anything like that to me...!
[Oooooooo.]
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ANYWAY. DAHUT JUST WATCHES THIS HAPPEN and reaches up to rub Viktor's noggin gently when he hunches back down.]
Oh—!! Oh, no...! Be careful, monsieur-- Ah, I was trying to make you feel better, not worse! Anyway, it was only just this Friday, so it might be something entirely new!
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I don't... Nevermind. I guess we just accept the insane goings on of this place. [WHY] What... What was his message even?
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You'll have to, or you'll just give up when something weirder than rats shows up to kidnap you.
[Just accept the insane goings on......... ANYWAY, cheerfully:]
He told you to go fuck yourself!
[HELP.]
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[IMAGINE YOUR BF DIES AND THIS IS WHAT YOU GIVE HIM.]
So if we can assume things work in patterns here, you'll probably be able to see him again next Friday, after...
[TRAILING OFF a little solemnly. After someone else mcdies.]
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[HE SITS THERE FROZEN IN TIME WITH THE MOST STUNNED LOOK ON HIS FACE HEARING THIS. HELLO?! LUCIEN SAID TO GO FUCK HIMSELF?! HELLO?! The shock immediately wears off, and he's back to being one hundred percent indignant.]
I can't believe he'd say that to me as if I had any control over what happened! He can go f--
[DON'T JUST SAY AFTER SOMEONE DIES!!!!!!!!!!! The irritation dwindles suddenly off. HE FEELS BAD.]
...Was he upset?
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