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[text: Даня] What. [text: Даня] Danya who is this man [text: Даня] Why is he here. [text: Даня] What does he want.
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[text: Даня] What. [text: Даня] Danya who is this man [text: Даня] Why is he here. [text: Даня] What does he want.
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tarot card reading except i just make "ooo" "ah" and "wow" sounds the whole time instead of telling you what the cards mean
women can use a weird power
“I want to decompose in a bog” well you clearly don’t know the first thing about bogs. Clout chaser
sivisoko:
[What. What! He doesn’t know how to respond to that. He… supposes he appreciates the affirmation of his loyalty. That almost sounds like a compliment. Almost. The rest, though.]
Don’t cry for me! I do everything on my own and I do it willingly. Gleefully. With joy and pleasure. Everything I’ve ever done for Mitya, I’ve done because I wanted to. He’s not why I’m here, though.
[Sniffs.]
I can jump a fence.
[She just...stares at him with a very neutral expression. What is it he’s here for again?]
If he’s not why you’re here then maybe you should be putting in an effort to make it sound less like you want to ask for my blessing. I doubt very much that he would appreciate that as a gesture, by the way.
Have you come to demonstrate your fence jumping to me.
just lie down on the sidewalk with your tongue against the concrete till th whole world dissolves like an uncoated pill
i wanna know if op was okay when writing this
one day youll be face to face with whatever saw fit to let you exist in the universe and youll have to justify the space youve filled
what
@vedzyma from here!!
[He doesn't even flinch at the clattering. He does look a tad indignant at the accusation. Not the accusation about him, though!]
What! Of course not! Your brother would never do that! He would never--never use me. I'm not some means to an end for Mitya you know! He's not like that. He's a good man! [Huffs.]
I came here on my own. [He does not say why. Does he even know why.]
Oh. Oh, I see. [There’s almost something there in her face that is akin to genuine pity, but it is only barely distinguishable.]
He is a good man. Isn’t it sad when a man who least deserves it has a dear friend who is loyal enough to follow him to the ends of the Earth. I can only feel sorry for you, and hope that you find the self respect that seems to escape you.
So. How are the ghosts. Bad ones? I'll get them. I'll punch them. You think I won't fight a ghost? I'll fight a ghost. I'll climb to the highest mountain top and I'll fight a ghost. Many do not think I would, but I will. You'll see.
You will do no such thing!
[The teapot hits the table's surface with a clatter. Natallia might come close to looking genuinely scandalized right now, if it weren't for the expressionless eyes.]
Were you sent here by my brother? Is this his idea of revenge? I send him a spirit so that they can bond and be lifelong friends, and not only does he destroy it but he sends you to ruin my chance of contacting more. Is that your aim, Slavoljub? Tell me honestly.
i think natallia should paint custom dolls as a hobby. that’s all thank you
tretiyrim:
What, display my brotherly affection without the aid of curses or counterattack? [ he chuckles. the porcelain rasps the wooden surface as he pulls her saucer towards himself to pour her some tea. ] I’m doing the former right now, am I not — ah! Did you want jam, Natusya? Why do I feel like you’re challenging me?
Imagine consequences. [She neglects to comment on the quality of his brotherly affection, instead choosing to preoccupy herself with the cookies.] How am I to know why you feel the way you do? I think that your paranoia must be getting worse in your old age. But I would like jam, thank you.
tretiyrim:
There are other things you can do as a symbol of your sisterly affection, you know. [ never change, natka. he loves you just the way you are. ] [ he has to take two trips to the kitchen: on the first one, he comes back with a pair of teacups and saucers; on the second, with a teapot and a jar of honey cookies. ] I really wouldn’t have the energy to keep that cycle going and you would win! We can’t have that.
Perhaps there may be, but imagine the consequences of such disruption. Are you even able to do such a thing, Dimusha? [She eyes the tea and cookies with delight; in spite of her limited protests she really has no qualms taking anything he has to offer.] Can’t we? That sounds to me very much like a problem for your own pride. But if I win either way then I suppose it is best for you not to put up a fight. Don’t worry, no one will blame you.
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tretiyrim:
That is so uncalled for! [ he’s not denying it, though! ]
Natallia, I know better than to exact revenge against you. You mess with things beyond my comprehension. Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be back in a minute.
Good. You should know that it takes effort to enact the kind of torment I inflict on you as a symbol of my sisterly affection, and having to enact revenge on your revenge would be exhausting. It can be done, of course. [She takes a seat.]
sivisoko:
[Holds up his hands.] You know what, Natka. You’re right. You’re right! Hell has no stake in sectarianism. Because they’re all Catholics. My proof? Who would paint lucifer like that unless they sympathized with him. [Crosses his arms and grins smugly.]
[She just kind of. Stares at him.] Are you trying to say that the Catholic church is as old as the forces of Hell, or that the forces of Hell are only as old as the Catholic church?
tretiyrim:
Actually, yes. You love me very much. And I love you! Even if you put curses on me.
I’ll throw in some solyanka too, how does that sound? I have been meaning to invite you over for dinner anyway.
The only curse anybody has placed on you is your existence, Dimka, and I don’t have the power to curse so many people at once. Including myself!
You should know that I think this sudden hospitality is very suspicious, but I want solyanka, so I will stay, and for that reason only. [She does almost look touched for half a second there.]
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