get out of my head charles catchall

[satisficing]

(yaywon voice)

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[riverbeans]

[viktor your body]

Can't disagree with that. What stands out to you?

[satisficing]

[Frail. Pathetic.]

Some just feel... overly telling. Intrusive, I guess.

[riverbeans]

It does feel awkward reading some of these, knowing it's a serious invasion of privacy. Did whoever wrote these decide they just hated some of us, or what?

[satisficing]

[His laugh is just a short puff of air. Exasperated.]

I don't know, but it seems like it with some of them. Are they all truths...?

[riverbeans]

Haven't met anyone who's said that something's outright wrong, but granted, I haven't discussed them much with anyone besides Arthur and Throné. I figure it's politer conversation not to acknowledge them until the other person does first.

[satisficing]

[Arthur and his roomie... Hehe.]

It is, but I don't know if anyone else is going to acknowledge some of these things. Then how will you have your burning questions answered?

[riverbeans]

Do you have a lot of burning questions?

[satisficing]

I am a man of science, so I always have burning questions, yes.

[riverbeans]

Which ones are at the top so far?

[satisficing]

[He is thoughtful for a few moments.]

How did we get here? Why is there public data about us in a file system, even if these facts may or may not be a lie?

Why are we now... working in a courier service?

[Looks at the IRIS overlay.]

...

Why is my roommate's profile so concern?

[riverbeans]

[he can agree with most of that and then viktor gets to the last question.]

Oh, Throné? Yeah, she's probably an assassin or something. That sounds like an assassin profile.

[he sounds very chill about this.]

[satisficing]

[satisficing]

Don't just say that with a straight face?!

[riverbeans]

[shrugs]

Hey, how did you want me to say it?

[satisficing]

Please be more concerned that someone here with us could be an assassin. Or worse.

[riverbeans]

Well, how do you feel about demons?

[satisficing]

[He blinks in bewilderment.]

...Demons? I'm... not sure. I've never met a demon.

[riverbeans]

[a pause]

Okay, then we can put that as "not worse than assassins" for you.

Anyway, if you're concerned about your roommate's skillset, that's probably something you'll want to clear the air about with her.

[satisficing]

Now hold on one moment.

[DON'T LUMP HIS DEMONS NOT WORSE THAN ASSASSINS.]

Demons could, theoretically, be worse than assassins. Demons could also, theoretically, be assassins.

When I find her in the room, I'll see what she says. She did not see so bad in the chamber room. The skils are... just... concerning.

[riverbeans]

... Guess you'll find out, then!

[have fun, viktor!]

Well, you're right in that if I had to place my bets on who'd win a fight between the two of you, I'd pick her hands down. No offence.

[satisficing]

[What the FCK does that mean?! ALSO, HELLO? HE'S A LEAGUE CHAMPION (not yet he isn't)

He opens his mouth to be OFFENDED, but then he's not sure he can be offended when he is gestures at his everything.]

Good thing there is no gambling for my sake.

[riverbeans]

Hehe, got it. But really, I expect it'll be fine. Unless you're embarrassed about sharing a room with a woman, anyway.

[satisficing]

[???????]

What's there to be embarrassed about? I can give her privacy if she needs it.

[riverbeans]

Some men would get flustered, but not you, apparently! Good for you, my friend.

[satisficing]

I... don't see what there is to be flustered about. It isn't like she is getting undressed in front of me.

[WOULD HE EVEN LOOK UP FROM WHATEVER HE WAS DOING IF THIS HAPPENED? Who can say.]