Accepted at the Wake! SO MUCH SQUEE.

[showofhands]

Yeah, yeah, we got in. It'll still be a bit before they let you post. Quit the hysterics. You're acting like Kara after two glasses of white lightning. I still think you're in over your head with this. I don't belong in this place. You need a new main squeeze, lady. Some puzzle pieces don't fit no matter how hard you hammer on them. I give this a 30-70 ratio of turning out good or blowing up on you. You haven't even been in a game before. We're both flying blind, here.

But I suppose any chance of talking you into a new muse was dead and buried when you sent the app in. Just remember: no 'shipping' or I catch the train north right outta this headspace in a fivecount, clear?

And one last thing: get some decent jazz up in here if I'm going to be renting out the place.

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you're my new favourite.

[ideduce]

Mine seems to be kicking up some sort of fuss in your presence. [ a bounce on his heels; he isn't familiar with such a sight.. ] All the same, I suppose this would be the part that I was to wish you something akin to luck — were it worth anything. They aren't easily swayed, these [ air quotes ] "muns".

Well, assuming I don't mess up Brendan's voice too badly, thanks.

[showofhands]

Luck is what my mun operates on. Well, that and sheer instinct. I'm pretty sure we've only gotten this far by not thinking ahead. [Oh please, Brendan, you're thick as whatall; like you can say anything there.]

Yours been giving you trouble, then?