(it's a blasé inside joke between them, now. why would they do anything without first receiving payment for it? does aefenglom think them stupid? hah!)
My name's Hei. (finally taking his hand back, light fading as he slips his glove back on.) Keep the ten, and tell me yours.
(no one has ever told him his name's nice before. in light of this oddity, hei leans back in his seat with his tin and counts his money. with adelaide's contribution of twenty cunes, he's made a whopping twenty cunes.)
Don't get friendly with me, this was a business transaction. (name for name, money for money; they're square.) ... what are you, a witch? Or one of the malformed creatures I've been seeing about?
[Most people probably wouldn't say that to a near-stranger, she thinks, but the sentiment still stands.] Yeah, I'm a witch. I'm not sure if that means I'm lucky or not.
[He should have, because she would've gotten a kick out of that.]
I guess so... [She cocks her head, looking thoughtful.] But I don't think being a witch and being possibly dangerous to yourself is any better. Everyone's kind of got the short end of the stick, if you ask me, but... I guess looking human is still better than growing horns or fangs or tails.
Witches take the pain on themselves, but the creatures here inflict theirs on the world around them.
(civilians aren't exactly on his shortlist; he'd rather internalize whatever agony he's caused. accustomed to it, it'll be as easy as breathing. subjecting the city to random, uncontrolled chaos as a monster every month sounds tiresome.)
Guess it's up for debate... whether or not that means anything to you.
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[She'll get those coupons, very carefully look for an expiration date, and then toss them into the trash where they belong. Take that, Hei!]
How about I give you ten and you tell me your name?
[Because she's not giving you another twenty, buddy boy.]
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(it's a blasé inside joke between them, now. why would they do anything without first receiving payment for it? does aefenglom think them stupid? hah!)
My name's Hei. (finally taking his hand back, light fading as he slips his glove back on.) Keep the ten, and tell me yours.
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She brushes a loose strand of hair back, committing the name to memory. Hei...]
That's a nice name! [For a nice man...?] I'm Adelaide. Nice to meet you!
[She hasn't forgotten her manners!!]
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Don't get friendly with me, this was a business transaction. (name for name, money for money; they're square.) ... what are you, a witch? Or one of the malformed creatures I've been seeing about?
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[Most people probably wouldn't say that to a near-stranger, she thinks, but the sentiment still stands.] Yeah, I'm a witch. I'm not sure if that means I'm lucky or not.
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Whether you're a witch or monster shouldn't matter, but it's better than having your body be altered and inevitably deformed.
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I guess so... [She cocks her head, looking thoughtful.] But I don't think being a witch and being possibly dangerous to yourself is any better. Everyone's kind of got the short end of the stick, if you ask me, but... I guess looking human is still better than growing horns or fangs or tails.
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(civilians aren't exactly on his shortlist; he'd rather internalize whatever agony he's caused. accustomed to it, it'll be as easy as breathing. subjecting the city to random, uncontrolled chaos as a monster every month sounds tiresome.)
Guess it's up for debate... whether or not that means anything to you.