[ The moment Gorgug mentions the name Cassandra, Fabian's leg is shooting out. It's like some sort of Bloodrush reflex, except this is a very intentional thing happening here - to kick Gorgug in the shin so the other can correct himself. Even if Fabian figures it may be too late already, because Riz is so damn perceptive. This is the sort of thing they could still pull the wool over the eyes of some of their friends over, but certainly not Riz.
Dammit, Gorgug, he thought you could keep your mouth shut! He was trusting you, bro!
The only thing Fabian can do now - after having been forced into the most awkward position possible by BOTH OF HIS FRIENDS, thanks guys!! - is try to ramble on and hope Riz doesn't think about it too hard in this moment. Enough so Riz realizes he shouldn't be asking questions, or diving deeper into that name. ]
And you know what?
[ Just look at him. He's already making those dramatic arm gestures again the moment he's speaking up. He is the moment. He is the Drama. Forget everything else. ]
Not only does Fabian know the most, this entire thing is supposed to be about me! [ Usually he makes it about him for the sake of making it about him.
But he can make it about him as a distraction. Just for once. Even if it means saying: ]
All these hands are getting held out here, but who is holding good old Fabian's hand, huh?! [ Clapping his hands with each word now. For emphasis and attention. He has never been more like his papa than right now. ] No one, that's who! This is an injustice of the worst kind..!
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Dammit, Gorgug, he thought you could keep your mouth shut! He was trusting you, bro!
The only thing Fabian can do now - after having been forced into the most awkward position possible by BOTH OF HIS FRIENDS, thanks guys!! - is try to ramble on and hope Riz doesn't think about it too hard in this moment. Enough so Riz realizes he shouldn't be asking questions, or diving deeper into that name. ]
And you know what?
[ Just look at him. He's already making those dramatic arm gestures again the moment he's speaking up. He is the moment. He is the Drama. Forget everything else. ]
Not only does Fabian know the most, this entire thing is supposed to be about me! [ Usually he makes it about him for the sake of making it about him.
But he can make it about him as a distraction. Just for once. Even if it means saying: ]
All these hands are getting held out here, but who is holding good old Fabian's hand, huh?! [ Clapping his hands with each word now. For emphasis and attention. He has never been more like his papa than right now. ] No one, that's who! This is an injustice of the worst kind..!