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[cantfindmyglasses]

I'm not a blueberry, no matter which way you look at it. I'm not a fruit.

[It's a cute nick name...]

It means nothing. I'm but a meal, and you know it is nothing more than that.

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[accursing]

A meal?

[cantfindmyglasses]

My mun insisted on throwing me at a vampire.

[accursing]

Ah.

And did they fancy you particularly delicious?

[cantfindmyglasses]

Considerably, though they were disappointed I didn't taste like blueberries. My mun and the vampire's mun came to the conclusion that this 'pet name' is going to stick.

Just because my hair is blue does not mean I taste or smell of blueberries.

[accursing]

To each their own.

Maybe there's a part of you that reminded said vampire of blueberries when they devoured you. Suggestion's a powerful thing.

[cantfindmyglasses]

I suppose. Though I guess it's better than being called or considered 'livestock'.

Of course, knowing the canon thanks to the mundane, as much as she'd enjoy 'setting me up' with the vampire thinking that it's cute, vampires don't give two shits about humans.

[accursing]

Oh?

And is that tidbit of information important to you?

[cantfindmyglasses]

Knowing that the vampires don't really care about humans? I know it here and in her headspace, in game, I don't know it yet. As much as I'd enjoy a long term relationship in the damned game she insists on throwing me in, they just don't work.

So once the mundane decides to give up the useless attempts at trying to have me 'woo' said vampire, the sooner I can go back to keeping to myself in my room.

[accursing]

Games are fun, though, aren't they? Being trapped in a room all by yourself hardly sounds like the ideal situation.

You might not find that "long term relationship", but doesn't it sound better to preoccupy yourself instead of sit around thinking?

[moondragon]

How rude. An unwanted nickname is horrid.

[cantfindmyglasses]

Yes it is, and the others up in this rather crammed head space insist on calling me the damned name as well.

[moondragon]

Ugh.

Can you punch them and get away with it?

[cantfindmyglasses]

Luckily up here in the head space, yes. However, other places it's considerably impossible.

[moondragon]

So you're saying that there are outside circumstances that prohibit you from rebuffing that nickname in-thread? If not in words, then in physical action?

[The more Cain thinks about it, the more repulsed she feels.]

[cantfindmyglasses]

I've repeated my name to them, however their canon - which my mun is well versed in - knows that they could care less about my name as humans are considered livestock.

Also slapping him didn't faze him at all...

[moondragon]

UGH.

See, this just pisses me off. Okay. Next time, you should set up something to where you have enough power to be able to look this jerk in the eye and make him bothered! Or something.

The last time someone intentionally messed up my name, I punched them in the face and knocked them out. But against a non-human... that's pretty tough.

If strength doesn't work, you could always consider not associating with them until they decide to get it right? Maybe?

[cantfindmyglasses]

The mundane has at least set up a few things...she does say I get to return the favor of names by calling him something different.

It is tough...especially when the mundane does insist on having them be a repeat.

I'll teach them to get it right...it'll probably come down to me or some other human teaching them that their rules don't apply here since I wasn't afraid of him like compared to his world.

[protectives]

Huh? Did Pascal drag you into a food fight or something, Hubert?

[Yeah, he's...not getting it at all.]

OMG AN ASBEL *A*

[cantfindmyglasses]

Besides the fact you just made my mundane spaz...

*there's a sigh*

No, she didn't. Though that's something I wouldn't put past her.

o7

[protectives]

Oh, sorry about that...

[Asbel rubs the back of his neck, not sure what he could've done to make Hubert's mun spazz out. But the sigh's pretty familiar - it's one of those "why must I explain this" sighs. Or maybe he just asked something stupid.]

So it's not Pascal? [That was his best guess, too.]

Okay then, Hubert. I give up. Why are they calling you a "blueberry"? It's not because of your military uniform is it?

It's rare to see canonmates XD

[cantfindmyglasses]

It's fine. *a dismissive wave*

No, I haven't seen her in quite some time, or you for that matter.

The uniform as well as my hair and eyes. He refuses to call me by my name.

You're right, there aren't too many of us outside of games and psls.

[protectives]

[Well, if Hubert says it's fine.]

Yeah, I haven't seen the others in a while either. Just Richard and Sophie, and Lambda for a bit. Maybe it's because this place connects to so many different worlds? [He shakes his head and offers a smile.]

Anyway, it's lucky I bumped into you.

[But back to the main topic: it could be this person's just giving Hubert a hard time to keep him (her) from being so stuffy. A quick study proves mystery man's point (wait for it).]

They're blue, all right. I dunno, Hubert. Do you think he might be trying to give you a nickname because he wants to be friends? Or because it seemed like you weren't having a good time?

Yeah

[cantfindmyglasses]

It's a possibility. Though you seem to have had better luck with seeing our friends than I've had.

*there's a smile from her as well and a nod* Yes, I suppose so...even if we come from different timelines or worlds.

*ah, but now she's crossing her arms*

He just wants a meal and up my skirt. My mundane insists that there'll be more to it, but with her knowing the canon the other is from, a nickname seems to be a bit better than being called 'livestock'.

Yeah. :D

[protectives]

If you want, I could try and take you with me next time? I'm sure they'd be happy to see you again too, Hubert! Even if it's just for one of those "memes".

[Hey, look, an actual smile! When was the last time he saw one of those? Asbel almost feels like he just accomplished something, and so his smile broadens into a cheerful grin.] Of course! Even if we are from different times and circumstances, you're still my brother, Hubert.

[But about that-- Hearing the rather blunt admission, Asbel's grin fades quickly into an expression of alarm.]


Wait, what?! [Livestock? Up his (her) skirt...? He knew something was off! And his (her) uniform looks like it may have been tailored, right? The way it flares at the bottom is different. Has it gotten shorter? And it seems awfully snug in the chest.]

[Awfully snug.]

[Yep, now he notices - betrayed by the way his face turns an awkward red color.]

Hubert, you--! U-um... ["You're a woman??"]

:D~

[cantfindmyglasses]

Sure, I don't see why not. The mundane does tend to enjoy throwing me in plenty of them.

*Oh she was waiting for that realization...crossing her arms and shifting her weight - at least watching Asbel was definitely amusing.*

My mundane calls it 'rule 63'. My world is technically the same as yours, I'm just your sister instead. Though she has found and used some rather interesting artwork where that so called 'rule' comes in to play for you as well.