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[brightlining]

...I suppose you think you're clever.

If this is what you choose to do with your spare time, I hardly see a reason to stop you; it's a pointless but harmless path for you to follow. So be it. But any sort of long-term placement is a fool's errand. You have enough to do already, concerning these games you like to play; you know what happens when you stretch yourself too thin.

For the time being, however, I'll thank you for thinking of me, and tell you to keep your head up; even if I don't have much faith in you - and for now, I don't - we've only just met. If you don't justify that lack of faith, it will fade over time.

[...Yes, Garth, the mun will indeed try to check herself before she wrecks herself. Hello to you, too.]

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[thetyrant]

[Logan feels like his mun could learn something from Garth's mun. Logan's mun regrets nothing and reminds Logan that he's hilariously easy to torture.]

Thinking they're clever is what they do best. Fascinating how wrong they usually are, but I hope yours is worthy of your faith.

[immorally]

Oh.

[And for a good long moment (read: about two seconds) that's all that he says.]

Of all people, why would anyone choose to invite such an insufferable bore into their head?

[NOT THAT HE'S BUTTFURIOUS OR ANYTHING]

[brightlining]

[...He really can't say that he's surprised; that tends to be the general consensus most of these muns have come to. We torture the ones we love and all.]

Given her past choices, I find it doubtful that she will be. But for the time being I'm trying not to judge her; perhaps eventually she'll prove herself worthy of respect, if not faith - one can exist well without the other.

[brightlining]

[..."Oh" just about sums up the entirety of this encounter, and it hasn't even begun yet.]

I would suggest that I'm here because some of them seem to have some sort of common sense; however, I fear the implications may end up going over your head.

[immorally]

Well aren't you a witty one? And here I was thinking this little encounter would bore me to tears.

[He couldn't be any more sarcastic if he tried. ...Which he's doing, but that's not the point.]

"Common sense" isn't what I'd use to describe one picking up you, my dear.

[thetyrant]

I suppose one can respect a wild dog while knowing not to trust it, yes. They often prove themselves such.

[brightlining]

While I can acknowledge your point, I wouldn't stoop to comparing the one in control of my fate to an animal. Refer to yours how you will; I just don't see how that's supposed to be in your best interest.

[brightlining]

[Thank you for so adeptly proving his point up there, Reaver. He needed that today. Shall he put it in words you'll understand this time?]

I won't fault you for that, if only because "common sense" seems to be something you're unfamiliar with. Though perhaps you'll surprise me one day.

At any rate, I'm not here for your entertainment in particular.

[immorally]

[...his default response of "who needs common sense when you're as amazing as me?" probably isn't the best thing to say here, um...]

I'm well aware of that. Even Hammer is more amusing than you.

[So he just won't dignify that first part with a response!!!]

[brightlining]

[Sigh.]

Still annoyed over what happened in Samarkand, I'm assuming.

[immorally]

And what would ever give you an idea like that? You stagger me with your dazzling insight, my dear.

[brightlining]

Better obvious insights than incomprehensible agitation at things that were entirely one's own fault.

[...listen, he wasn't the one who just kind of jumped on a table, pulled out a gun and yelled out a really posh version of "COME AT ME, BRO" for absolutely no reason that anyone in the immediate vicinity can figure out. Because unlike you, he actually believes in talking out his issues. When he's aware that there are issues to be talked out. We won't discuss the work done on the Spire here.]

[immorally]

Oh please. As though I would be upset with myself? It's entirely your fault for pointing these sorts of things out.

[REAVER....]

Though if you still value that "common sense" you were going on about, you might want to shut your mouth.

[Or this will be a hideous repeat of that noodle incident in Samarkand, okay!!! Except this time he'll actually kill you!!!! Really!!!]

[brightlining]

[And at that, Garth will just very placidly fold his hands behind his back and look at you as though you've just told him that all the chickens in Albion have sprouted a second head - he's certainly paying attention, though there's a general sense of "all right, and why are you bringing this up?" Somewhat interested, but not overly concerned.]

And if I don't? What then, Reaver?

[immorally]

[Two-headed chickens would be much more tolerable than dealing with you!! Two-headed, fire-breathing chickens would be more tolerable! While we're at it, let's make them giant, shadowy, two-headed, fire-breathing chickens!!

...Yes, he mad.]

Don't play dumb with me. It's almost insulting.

[Hey look, a convenient table! Guess who's jumping up on it and pulling out that Dragonstomper .48? ...Yeah, this is a thing.]

I don't like to repeat myself, but I'll make an exception, just for you, dear. Keep your wretched thoughts to yourself.

[brightlining]

I'm not here to fight with you, Reaver.

[Again, he doesn't seem terribly concerned, though those glowing swords that tend to surround his person are making themselves known right about now, accented by the soft glowing of his Will marks.

As placid as he's still managing to sound, however, you have no idea how tempted he is to forego the Blades and simply Force Push you off the table. A lesser man...would have given into this temptation before you managed to get on the table, let's all be honest with ourselves here, but we're going to try to actually resolve this with everyone's dignity intact, thank you.

...Well, as much dignity as Reaver can be claimed to still possess, anyway.]

[immorally]

Then do as I say and we won't have any problems now will we?

[That said, he's not too keen on being sliced open by a bunch of magical swords. He's immortal, not invincible, as much as he'd like to believe otherwise. He won't shoot just yet, but he's clearly considering it. Thankfully the mun hasn't told him that he can't die here. c:

...And leave his dignity alone! He's still going through his "hot mess" phase!!!]

[brightlining]

[...his assessment of what dignity remains in you was perhaps a bit of an overestimation, yes...]

There's a difference between not wanting to fight with you and blindly agreeing with everything you say. Now, are you going to get down from there, or are you going to continue to cause a scene?

[immorally]

[And for a moment, Reaver can do nothing but make the equivalent of this face: >:T

...Then he finally does his pretty-jumping and gets off the table, absently brushing his clothes off with his free hand, but not holstering the pistol.]

I suppose it would be a waste of a shot to kill you. You'll die of old age soon anyway.

[REAVER.......]

[brightlining]

[...Honestly, at this point Garth is just going to accept that Reaver kind of tried. Small...mercies...]

I don't know about that. It would give you too much satisfaction at this point.

[immorally]

Oh please, you can't live for much longer.

[...That said, he actually has no idea how old you are. It's kind of difficult to tell, bro.]

[atrueheroine]

Chances are you'll find that this is one of many moments that your faith in your 'mun' is tested. Mine seems to enjoy encouraging me to lose mine.

[[well maybe if you weren't so angry all the time, it wouldn't be so damn funny]]

But such is life in these 'headspaces', I suppose. Things could be worse.

[[....well maybe not much worse

....

things could be worse]]

[brightlining]

It looks like you aren't going to have any control over that either way; I wouldn't dwell on it too long, were I you.

[...if it's any consolation, it's a bit difficult to tell with you as well, but that's largely because you act like you're twenty-five going on eleven.]

[brightlining]

In my experience, the knowledge that things could be worse is often small consolation.

[That said, however, that was a bit of an interesting statement, regarding your mun.]

I take it that you've had a rough go of it, regarding your placement.

[atrueheroine]

It's not so much that the location bothers me - it's really quite a wondrous place, with plenty of things to explore - more the fact that she's placed me in there with two men that she's well aware I despise.

[[Can you sense that she's unimpressed? Because god, is she unimpressed.]]

Apparently she finds it 'interesting' to try and make us get along. If it wasn't obvious, I feel differently.