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[querulus]

clark kent
accelerator
nero
cid telamon
john reese
arthur morgan
damian wayne
antigone

i need all you people to each answer one (1) weirdly specific question. it's for a computer.

[OOC: Part of Sophie's player plot!]

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[antimetabole]

Jeffrey to you, stranger. I've no interest in assisting you or your uncouth little friend.

[To Nero and Dante, however:]

When you two are done, we should see to lunch.

[sophielicious]

Okay, Jeffrey. Can you hear me out? Just a second? Seriously, hang up on me if you want after and give me nothing.

Please.

[pullit]

Sorry Sophie, he just walked out.

Iiiiii don't think this is happening today. Maybe if your little buddy asks nicer next time.

[sophielicious]

If it's him, it's not going to happen.

Fine. Fuck. Fuck.

[pullit]

Listen, don't freak out. I'll catch up with you later, okay? They've got good reason to be touchy about people asking after them.

Give 'em a chance to chill out and I'll see what I can do.

[sophielicious]

I'm not freaking out. I'm fucking pissed off at every fucking thing right now. I — get it, alright, but fuck me, man.

Dante's fine. I love the guy. Your dad, that's — you know what? Fine. No, — go. I'll talk to you later.

[pullit]

Careful. That's my dad, there.

Talk to you later.

[sophielicious]

Yeah, well, I have no idea how to talk to your dad, it's a 'me' issue.

Bye, Nero.

[pullit]

Hey, don't worry... I had to learn too.

[He actually hangs up this time.]

[sophielicious]

(She's just not worrying or feeling bad about herself because she is pissed off as hell. Don't worry about it.)