[There is no intensity at all! Just her usual human self, no trace of her earlier madness or desperation. He might note her shoes are tied on extra tight]
Good sir, your kindness moves my heart. I am well, but I fear I have unleashed something worse on my fellows I had hoped to make friends. As an offering--
[Sorry, something in his head just. Clicks ON at the sound of "offering". Whatever previous gripes or concerns he had seem to be completely wiped away.]
Oh. Thank you. I....appreciate it.
[He's absolutely reaching for cart thaaaaaaaank you.]
[That was oddly simple! She was expecting more having to undertake Terrible and Dangerous and Impossible (but not impossible for her) missions to prove her Righteous and Good self. But...everyone so far was just fine?]
Doth I? I must admit, my youthful face and lack of vertical placement in this world is somewhat deceiving...but I assure thee, Young Lovecraft, I am old!
Mmm. Stale, not so different from a body left to fester. 'Tis difficult to describe if one is fortunate enough to be unfamiliar with the taste and scent of life's source.
[Ew, honestly]
Dramaturge Esquire hath advised me to consult with her post-haste. She may hath the answer to my problems.
Nay! [please sir ] Tis not a moment where one can rest on their laurels. We must stand united against this villainous Father and the games he seeks to make us play.
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Good sir, your kindness moves my heart. I am well, but I fear I have unleashed something worse on my fellows I had hoped to make friends. As an offering--
[That cart? His]
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[Sorry, something in his head just. Clicks ON at the sound of "offering". Whatever previous gripes or concerns he had seem to be completely wiped away.]
Oh. Thank you. I....appreciate it.
[He's absolutely reaching for cart thaaaaaaaank you.]
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Ah sir, you truly are very kind...!
[Yes, eat up]
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[he
only really cares about the sweets let's be REAL HERE but poor don quixote....accepted because of an offering....]
[In the middle of munching on a tart, he's just going to mumble:]
So what was that...? Before, I mean.
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'Tis a difficult thing to describe. But I am what people consider...'cursed'?
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[Munchmunchmunch.]
So it's not an ability?
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Nay. 'Tis a curse I had hoped ne'r to reveal, for it is far from my own control once shown.
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Have you had it for a long time? Or was it something you....were born with?
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[HE ALMOST DROPS HIS TART.]
You're that old...?
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'Twas a long time since I was deep in slumber, unknowing of the passage of time, but centuries did indeed pass for me before and during.
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[Wow. That old, huh...]
[There's something like an itch in his hand, and he scratches at it, frowning.]
You don't look that old at all. You look younger...than me.
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[She looks at his hand. Huh?]
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That's...a lot to think about. I guess even as old....as you are, you are still okay with. People.
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[Hmm. Perchance she should give him something for that]
Or else, without people, the world shall become very dry, and dull, with nothing to find laughter in, or adventure.
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[Adventure, huh.]
You have a lot of joy. But that curse...gives you sorrow. Doesn't it?
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[Adventures had sated that first for some time. But now, without Father...
...
...
What happened to Father?]
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....Were you trying to do that to...that man in purple. The one you bit.
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[So, yes and no]
'Tis a blessing as it aided in clearing my mind before I went too far.
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[He looks like a regular guy? Beloved by the students?]
So what are you gong to do now? Where are you going to get blood?
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[Ew, honestly]
Dramaturge Esquire hath advised me to consult with her post-haste. She may hath the answer to my problems.
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[Interesting, says the man who looks like a dead body.]
I see......I guess you can't eat sweets, then.
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Nay! Sweets are one of the many good things the world hath to offer! Do not say such things!
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[He looks at the offering....]
[And takes a tart to offer to her.]
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Thank you, kind Lovecraft.
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[He doesn't think he's kind, but hey, there are a lot of tarts. It's fine.]
Did you come here...for a wish?
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'Tis true, I have a grand wish...but t'was never my intention to place it in the hands of a God. What of thee, Lovecraft?
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[A little groan here, cracking his neck to the side. How exhausting.]
So I do not want to...put my...wishes in their hands either.
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Then thou intends on resisting his demands where thou can?
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[Unfortunately he is as lazy as they come, so any proper work and he's checking out.]
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Young lovecraft! Thou must not be swayed by the thought of too much effort!
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[Please just let him rest in a ditch for 1380982311238 years thanks!]
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[he is a USELESS NOODLE]
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[She believes in you, Young Lovecraft]
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[Never believe in him.]
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[ she will ]
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[GIVE UP]
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[He is trying to recede back into the dorm.]
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[Lovecraft is free.
For now]