un: antigoneiguess | audio

[rudelanguage]

Yeah, yeahyeahyeahyeah, lemme. Lemme do it. Hhh.

[Antigone's somewhat nasally, cynical voice is back, hi.

she clears her throat.]

'Kay. I'm not talkin' to whoever's out there that already knows how annoying dealing with Fae sorts is. Everyone else? I'm doin' this to be nice. And helpful. [and on the goddamn record so no one can ever accuse Knife of not trying maybe once.

so she will spell this out slowly for ya's:] Do. Not. Give. Out. Your. Real. Name. Make a new one. Use that one. Make everyone else use it.

Got it? Get it? Good.

Don't say you weren't warned.

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[rudelanguage]

Whoa! [revelation!]

[hexcope]

What did I do?

[rudelanguage]

Who cares! We got ourselves a garbage Fae mission to think about!

[hexcope]

Was it because I thought you were too young to drink?

[rudelanguage]

I-!

[RAAAAAAAAAGH RARHRAHRHGAHR

huff.]

I'm not getting into it on the fuckin'-frickin'-! Ear! Thing! No!

[hexcope]

Even if I make it private?

[rudelanguage]

Erugh. Grhgh.

[just. pulling at her own face.]

Do it, then! Whatever!

Private now

[hexcope]

Okay, it's private. What did I do?

[rudelanguage]

[FuuuUUUuuuck.

a few frustrated noises, then a loud huff.

we doing this? fuck it. we're doing this.]

You don't fuckin' respect me and it pisses me off! That's what. But bitchin' about it doesn't change shit, so who cares! You got your intel, so go dance your happy ass off to make plans or whatever! Come back when you need to get somethin' else out of me and then call me a fuckin' child while you're at it. It's super fuckin' fun!

[the crux of the matter is harder to weed out, because that'd mean admitting she LIKES him as something less than a mild occurrence.]

[hexcope]

[It's a recurring theme with him, isn't it? Didn't Caitlyn accuse him of nearly the same sort of thing? And Accelerator- maybe not in so many words, but ... All people he's felt a strong desire to protect, in some capacity. An older brother instinct he never got to use on a real sibling, as an only child. But of course, if someone doesn't want to see him as an older brother figure, then how else would his behavior come off as? Rude, entitled, disrespectful. A huge oversight, on his behalf.]

I'm sorry. I do respect you. I went too far before.

[rudelanguage]

[well, now that the opportunity is here, frustration really wants its day:] Yeah, you did. I was stickin' my neck out, yeah? To help your little project? But giggling and teasin' me for not bein' the right size and not talkin' the way you do's easier than treatin' me like anything remotely equal, isn't it? Even after I dragged your smelly ass through the fog so you wouldn't turn into mold!

[hexcope]

Now, that's not fair. It wasn't only my project. You had questions too, you wanted me to facilitate it. Do you really think if I didn't respect you at all, I would have trusted you to stay with me during the fog? Or thought you capable of helping me?

My behavior before was... overly presumptuous. Too familiar. I recognize that. I'll back off.

[rudelanguage]

[there's a loud, huffy scoff during the not fair counter.

...no comment about the trust matter. too raw, too sore. too--] Too childish, Jayce! I'm not a child! If you give a shit, then at least treat me like someone older than two. But if it's that hard--

[hexcope]

It's not.

[rudelanguage]

Okay, then! [!!!

!

...!


??

uneasy:] O...okay. Then. [What the fuck am I even doing.]

[hexcope]

[He waits for more of a response and follows it up himself:]

Good luck on the mission.

[rudelanguage]

I--

[Fuck, why is--

it's realllllly hard to feel stabilized after showing so much of their soft belly and not...getting hurt for it? or snarked? or dismissed? by someone not Soliton or Solomon?]

What? Uh. Yeah. Okay. Yep. Sure! Sure.

[hexcope]

[He stays on the line for a few seconds longer, either thinking he might say something else or Antigone might, but when neither happen, he hangs up.]