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.

Comments

[rudelanguage]

Eh! Maybe some smartypants know-it-all will jump in and explain it to you, or however this works.

[inimicitia]

Maybe. [ Gladio chuckles softly. ] I guess we can wait for some smartypants then. In the meantime, looks like I've got to figure out a new name.

[rudelanguage]

Don't get crazy with it. Just something memorable enough, something you can make yourself answer to if called. [y'know. like.

Knife.

Pocket.

Rod.

Knife's a fuckin' expert at this shit.]

[inimicitia]

Figured, yeah. And something people won't forget too. I've done this kind of thing before, just with different stakes.

[ Though with the empire magic slavery was something they would have tried if they could have made it work. ]

[rudelanguage]

Must be why you're one of the lucky chosen few to have the honor of doing all this crap.

[inimicitia]

Wish I was less lucky then, but why break a twenty-three year streak at this point. Might as well see how long it lasts.