no. no i thought you were gone

[myownhand]

Oh, decided y'didn't have enough, did you? I thought I was goin' t'get a wee bit of a break, but I guess my job's never done.

I think I even prefer mum's lessons over your idea of fun.

Let's just try and keep th'dramatics t'a minimum this time.

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[lesserdeath]

I tried that once, asking for a break. It never works. Mun's don't believe in breaks.

[dunbrochqueen]

Do you? That's wonderful! From the top!

[myownhand]

She actually was takin' a break from me. Said I was-- "too distractin'" or somethin'. I was just happy t'get a break from th'memes and potential games.

[SEE? MERIDA DOES KNOW WHEN TO SHUT HER MOUTH!! :D]

[myownhand]

W-wait! I'm not ready! [HAHA... SEE THAT NERVOUS LAUGHTER] It's been a while since I've studied with y'and all.

[Avoid avoid avoid]

So, how's th'castle been since I haven't been there?

[dunbrochqueen]

Recite and remember to enunciate so you can be heard!

-already, she's circling around-

[snowbadgerdontcare]

I dunno. There's something to be said for being able to go to a game.

Ooooor maybe I'm just bored.

[lesserdeath]

[Not jealous. Nope!]

Wish I was too distracting, but I guess we all can't be that lucky. How did you do it?

[notyetlegend]

...Somehow I just gave up every 'ope I had of ever gettin' out of this.

[myownhand]

Said I was too similar t'another muse she plays. Also I always get so much goin' on that she just doesn't want t'deal with me.

[Shrug. THE BURDEN OF BEING POPULAR OR SOMETHING.]

[myownhand]

[MUMBLING ALREADY]

I don't even know what I'm supposed t'be recitin'.

[myownhand]

Probably bored.

I'd like t'go to a game, but I don't like the idea of any of th'games my mun wants t'send me to.

[myownhand]

Y'were doomed from th'start. Just be happy if y'don't manage t'meet any one your mun wants t'ship y'with.

[snowymischief]

Dramatics. With you. At a minimum.

Some things are impossible, and that's one of them. [So did you miss his stupid face.]

[snowbadgerdontcare]

Are they that bad? I thought they were more having a lark in a parallel universe or something.

[notyetlegend]

I wouldn't be holdin' m'breath about that.

[myownhand]

[FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK SHE THOUGHT SHE WOULDNT HAVE TO SEE HIS STUPID FACE AGAIN]

I think y'need t'learn t'have a little faith. Y'saw how I didn't cause an ounce a'trouble for at least a month.

[A MONTH IS A BIG RECORD FOR MERIDA.]

[myownhand]

Thought so. [Resigned sigh, self. We are just irresistible fuckers ain't we?] On a related note, avoid any white haired boys. Especially if their name is Jack.

[8D]

[myownhand]

Some of 'em are questionable. I know there's at least a couple which revolve around... things of a more intimate nature.

Others aren't so bad I guess. S'long as you're okay with adventure and possible death.

[Always good things in Mer's book]

[snowymischief]

Yeah, the press had an entire issue about it. Pretty intense stuff. Everyone was waiting for a storm or a war or an army of bears or something. [Shush, Jack, you haven't been out much either. This is just as big a deal for you.]

[lesserdeath]

This is why I like being in the shadows. No attention. You should try it next time.

[Though he isn't sure how well she would be able to hide with that hair.]

[notyetlegend]

[She doesn't even have any fucking clue how any of this happened. She was happy just living in the headspace, then app plans? Gosh.]

Jack, eh? I'll take note.

[Shit eating grin.]

Doubt I'll get as lucky as y'were anyway. Looks like most o' them ain't around.

[snowbadgerdontcare]

Eeeeeeh, not so sure about the whole "potential death" part, but adventures are fun, definitely!

And what do you mean intimate, like sharing secrets or--

[ wait... No, never mind. He gets it ]

Wait, they actually make you... you know? Bloody hell.

[myownhand]

I don't do well in shadows. Besides, y'can't hide from muns if they want t'find you. [Annoyed sigh]

Either way, I guess I should be grateful that I got a break, at all.

[myownhand]

Och, I'd be much more creative than that. I'd make all muses turn t'bears. Or have th'will o'th'wisp lead everyone t'that scaffy old witch I met.

I'm just not lookin' t'make any trouble.

[yet.]

[snowymischief]

And yet, it somehow always finds you! I think it's that explosion you call hair, it draws trouble to you. [You missed him, didn't you.]