“I mean someone on this blog has powers”
Somehow her response was clam, though it was the end of the short conversation.
The rest agreed, with scrim winning this time
“Sorry to interrupt- but are we not going to talk about the back of the cards again?”
[at this point I made the calm smaller]
“Well fack did spend 2 and a half hours on it”
“And fack needs to clam their ego down-“
[didn’t roll for this one, just something she’d say to me]
“Well that was a bit rude?”
“I apologize, I’m a bit angry”
Milan shrugs, mimu knew she wasn’t someone to get angry over two lost games or any games really [but in her defense she got pretty shitly cards both games] and the other two didn’t really get that from talking to her.
Even though she claimed to be angry nothing in her behavior changed, unlike Mimu she was incredibly hard to read, she always had the same “angry” facial expression and tone. A tone that often sounded like static if you weren’t paying the most attention, which achos wasn’t doing
“Sorry- uh what did you say”
“But thats not at all what you said”
Mimu felt like this was a lie, especially because he had never known milan to be tired either, but tired could mean different things so he bushed the possible lie off
“Any other games you guys know of?”
“Oh! I wanna learn poker!”
Milan shot the other two a quick “i was right” glance
“Poker? You can’t even drink yet why do you know poker?” 
“Mimu is a 8 year old mentally, at least some of the time, explain that better”
Milans reply was a bit unwarranted and angry but mother scrim ignored it because milan did a slight wince for only a second or two
[i made the calm smaller again]
“Mimu we can’t play poker, we don’t have the chips for them”
“You guys have poker chips?-“
“No, everyone else can just manifest items”
“What? I thought there was no magic”
“There isn’t, its just lazy writing”
“Fack didn’t feel like coming up with a reasonable explanation on how they get things”
“What do poker chips look like?”
Mimu interrupted the other two’s opportunity to ask questions though after milan’s answer of “just do the ones that look right” Mimu was too busy to interrupt anymore
“Because I’m “dangerous””
Well its a bit hard to tell if she’s actually pissed, achos honestly was hearing static again and maybe mother scirm could have figured it out if milan wasn’t so careful, even when her words sounded carefree.
The quotation marks on dangerous gave the two a uneasy feeling, they couldn’t tell if she was down playing something or it was a simple over exaggeration. Still they both looked over at each other simultaneously, then at Mimu who had made the chips and got distracted, making rubber duckes.
Echos started taking the ducks as scrim looked back at milan who was staring at Mimu. Scrim couldn’t tell what milan wanted to do, it looked like she just might kill the poor boy or cradle him. ‘Shes a whole contradiction’ they thought.
“WE HAVE A THEORY :D >:D”
Mimu held up the card box he grabbed off the table, him and achos were sitting on the floor brainstorming what they could mean, the people with the wings that is
“Oh sorry aunt for yelling”
“Ok so one is covering the others ears, and the other is choking the other one”
“You’ve used other 3 times in one sentence, thats not really helpful.”
“Well I think this has something to do with anon and milan”
Silence- maybe achos would have broken it if milan didn’t tell him such a pissed off comment
“Well these people have wings, and so does milan”
“Mimu I don’t have wings”
“But I saw them! And so did colby-!”
“I’d know if I had wings”
“They glow! And.. and their yellow and kinda transparent”
“I’m honestly surprised you know what transparent means”
“Milan I’m serious! They aren’t aways there, and I only saw them once but they were there”
[@essentially-a-worm-on-a-string @the-squishy-scrimblo]
Yeah I’m going to sleep and proof reading when I wake up
Ok edit: I mis colored some of the text so sorry about that 🥲👍
Also I had Mimu call scrim aunt since he’d probably see them more as a aunt
