un:antigoneiguess | audio

[rudelanguage]

S...that's fine, yeah. This'll...this'll be great. [beat.

oh.

oh fuck we're on! Antigonevoice GO]

Oh! Uh! Hhhhey! Heyyy, so uh. Did anyone get offered to, uh...buy a guy? During the fog stuff?

Quick yes or no works.

[...]

That's all.

Comments

[rudelanguage]

Compared to what? You mean you didn't have full-on excursions into entirely different locations that aren't here? [head empty the whole time? Box-free? well, ain't he the lucky duck!]

[miniroth]

I might have but I'll be honest, I haven't explored the entirety of this city and wouldn't know if it's a new location or just a new location to me.

[rudelanguage]

You know what?

[...]

That's actually really fair.

[congrats. congrats to you, Antigone has no cause to bitch about that.]

[miniroth]

I'll try to change that so I know better in the future. If your buy-a-guy was a blond man, maybe he's the same one, if not, the fog's messed with more than one person on a similar vein.

Either way I'm sure you're not obligated to keep anything or anyone you buy while under the influence.

[rudelanguage]

Oh, I know! I know. I mean, [she scoffs.] unless that was a true fiend with any actual sway in the fates of people, which...pfft!

[...]

I mean, maybe! But it's not like they'll have MY name to mess with and sell off in the future!

[miniroth]

I think I've heard of stories like that, names are power in a lot of places. If a fiend gets yours and you need assistance getting it back, I'm reasonably good at killing things.

[rudelanguage]

Yeah? Who'm I calling up for that? Ess-zero-zero-zero...zero...zero...guy...

[miniroth]

That's an ominous question in context!!

I wonder if you can do anything with it. My name is Sephiroth. S0001 is merely my paperwork designation back home.

[rudelanguage]

SSsssssephiroth. [Snetheroth. Fefferoff. Damn, this name's weird to chew on.]

I mean, if I ever learn how to do weird fey crap, congrats on being my new cook!

[miniroth]

[It's a very pretentious name for such a small weapon of mass destruction. Hojo has issues.]

I'll have to brush up on my cooking skills in the event you suddenly learn weird fey crap. Warn me ahead of time so I can learn your favorite meals.

[The fun with text, there's no way to tell if he's serious or not.]

[rudelanguage]

I just did! This is the most advance warning I can give, guy! Start planning now!

[miniroth]

Well, crap. There goes my plans for the weekend. What do you like to eat?

[rudelanguage]

I can't tell if you're just chain-yankin' or not, but even if you are, I don't care! The answer is: Anything that isn't poison.

[miniroth]

No, I'm committed now. I have to.

Depending on your species poison can differ, but if you're fine with pasta and red meat I have something I can try on you.

[rudelanguage]

Pasta's just noodles, isn't it? I eat those. And everyone who isn't picky eats red meat, right? [what's a vegetarian isn't that just a fancy word for rabbit.]

[miniroth]

It is, yes.

Personally I feel most people should eat mostly red meat, but apparently there are people out there who eat only plants, or only fish and so on.

[rudelanguage]

Sucks to be them. More for me, I guess.

Look-- Okay. Ideas are happening. Hang on. [..brain...percolating...forming...thoughts to words...

okay:] Okay. Okayokay. If you're so compelled, you can make...whatever. Tell me. I'll tell you a spot to leave it in this stupid prison. That'll get you familiarized with the place and...I mean. I eat stuff.

[miniroth]

I will. Today, even, if you haven't eaten.

[rudelanguage]

I don't remember. [and it doesn't matter! she'll eat now that she's thinking about food.

louder:] Aurora! Can you! Do a...can you make a picture-thing? Of where I'm--not of me of like! Like next to me! Do that!

[he'll get a picture of some frost-covered clearing in Dewpoint where some shabby tents are set up a few yards away.]

[miniroth]

[This. is going to be a scavenger hunt. Well, he's up for it, he's nothing if not determined. And he has a chocobo, so he doesn't have to go on foot.]

It'll take about a half hour to cook, and then probably longer to find where that is. Please bear with me.

[rudelanguage]

[she is going to fucking throw knives at that giant chicken.]

Yeah yeahyeayeayeah, just, just don't get too close to the tents? Got it? Private stuff.

[miniroth]

[He .. may be misreading how much protectiveness is in that, but it sounds awfully like something he occasionally contends with..]

Oh, do you have a hoard too? I understand. Those are your things, I don't need to get that close to them.

[rudelanguage]

Damn straight you don't. Glad someone around here has a brain...

[miniroth]

Some people just don't know how important things can be to others. I'd probably kill someone if they touched my hoard. Please bear with me, I'll get started on this right away.

[rudelanguage]

Don't get your apron all in a twist about it, guy! I'm not goin' anywhere in a hurry.