tentatively voicetesting. x-posted to d_p. canon is gangsta.

[killsign]

[There is a smol child writing in the dirt, each stroke a deliberate, awkward thing. Some of the letters are backwards in the beginning, then frontways later on, and any letters previously correct flip to take their place! It's an awful game of somersaulting memory and poor spelling.]

[Once he's finally done, he irritably scrubs the back of his hand across his bruised cheek. The words read:]

WY AM I HEEЯ

[He blinks widely at the sky as if he actually expects an answer.]

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[brand_of_disgrace]

They don't teach soldiers how to brain in your world do they? Um. Okay. I don't think trying to prove my point will actually do anything besides give you an existential crisis so I'm just gonna go away now.

[killsign]

[Existential crisis? Nic tilts his head to the side curiously, but he nods.]

BYe. tHAnKYou.