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[bostova]

I know guide says, "When you are bored, go to the boards," but this?

Not the "boards" it meant, girl.

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[clayce]

It is nice to see that your mun has been reading up on the campaign.

[bostova]

[ a nod. ] She reads every chance she gets.

[clayce]

And are you happy with that? I would be.

[bostova]

Of course I am happy.

[ and, well, this is her happy face. ]

[clayce]

Right. Of course. [Amused.] And how do you like your life at this base so far?

[bostova]

The weather is so-so.

[ she'll get used to the tropical climate, don't worry. she just misses the cold. ]

[clayce]

So the weather is your only concern?

[bostova]

. . .

For now.

[clayce]

And when does that change?

[bostova]

Each day is different. Maybe tomorrow I will complain about breakfast.

[ ... she likes him better when he's sleeping on the lawn. ]

[clayce]

You're dodging.

[It's a gentle admonition, but an admonition nonetheless.]

[bostova]

[ and this is why she likes him better as a sleeping dragon. ]

Ah. So I am. [ :| ]

[clayce]

And you think that people will back off because you do that?

[This is entertaining him, actually.]

[bostova]

Most of them do.

[ good to know. ]

[clayce]

And you naturally find yourself at a loss when you encounter the few that don't. What I find more curious is why you have to close off in the first place.

[bostova]

Maybe I am not fond of people who like prying into my life.

[clayce]

Maybe you need to learn the difference between prying and concern, especially when it comes from someone who's been a little further down the line than you have.

[bostova]

[ mun definitely agrees. ]

There is expression I learned from someone. It goes, "You are not my mother."

With all due respect.

[ she's just... gonna smoke now. ]

[clayce]

I don't have to be to check up on you.

[He's lighting up your cigarette for you.]

[bostova]

[ she just looks at him, all, "jfc didn't i just tell you you aren't my mother"

but she nods at him in thanks anyway. ]

Would you like one, also?

[clayce]

[That look only gets an innocent blink in response. Immovable object, yep.]

No thanks. Got one of my own.

[Or more like, now he does. Gotta love Mage stuff.]

[bostova]

[ well, fine. suit yourself. she'll just smoke this stick and pretend he's... not there... ]

[clayce]

[This is cute. Still...]

You want to do good by this blade of yours, don't you?

[bostova]

[ oh goddamnit.

she finishes this one stick before she answers. ]

Of course.

[ she takes out another stick, then looks at aidan again. because she's had similar conversations before. ]

And this is part where you tell me to "open up" to them, da?

[clayce]

No. This is the part where I tell you that opening up to them might suck just as much as closing up and carrying on as usual.

[Taking a drag now, watching the skyline.]

This is also the part where I tell you that regardless, any one of you may die. Might be you, might not be you. And dying too soon tends to fuck with plans and promises. [Slight smile in her direction.] Think about that, and figure out what you want to do from there.

[bostova]

[ close enough. ]

No plans or promises, then.

[ just... do things with them. be with them. they don't have to find anything out about her, and she doesn't have to say anything to them.

...that's what she thinks, at least. it's... working out, so far. ]

[clayce]

Only if you want there to be. But don't expect them not to ask about you, or try to get to know you.

[Finishing his stick now, stepping away.]

Have a good day, Yulia.

[bostova]

And you, Father Clayce.

[ she's not sorry about how the conversation went, but she... appreciates it. 'thank you' just isn't something she says out loud when she means it.

(she's also glad that this is over.) ]

[renascens]

It's called deliberate misinterpretation, I think.

[ The voice comes from behind, and may be a little bit amused. ]

[bostova]

[ she turns to face him, frowning slightly. ]

And she thinks it is funny.

[renascens]

[ He makes a face. ]

Yeah. It's a thing for them.

[bostova]

She should stop.

[ arms crossed, now. ]

I have better things to do. She has better things to do.

[maggienificent]

But this is a fun place to go if you're bored.

[ Apologies in advance from the mun if Maggie is pretty much right in your face Yulia. All the subtlety of a brick, this one. ]

[bostova]

You speak like her.

[ linefaces at maggie. ]

[maggienificent]

I bet she can't fight like me.

[ she's heard of you, by the way. wonders at your mettle. ]

[bostova]

[ she's heard of maggie, too, but that's actually more meta than canon. ]

That is true.

[ but that's a good thing. can't have her kicking butts, turning into a fox, and sassing dragons too now, can we? ]