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Third Time’s the Charm

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* O-oh. Well.

[ Is it that obvious? Well, true, they don’t want to be here. Their eyes had glued to dexia’s hand as soon as they noticed the books - distracting them from trying to make eye contact at all. Good going Bookie, very polite. ]

* I’m, uh. T-trying to do salvage… that is to say, looking for useful things that might have washed down here…

* N-normally I have someone else do it for me… 

[ Too bad it’s so dark down here. They can almost make out one or two of the titles in the strange creature’s hands, but no dice. ]

* I imagine y-you’re doing similarly?  * O-or do you live here? I’ve never seen anything like you before…

[wethreesee]

* [Ahh. They definitely notice where Bookie’s gaze is drawn to - and they hold up the books. They seem to be in pretty good shape, considering the surroundings.]

{ somewhat, yeah. i usually live in Hotland, came down here looking for some parts... but i found these books. usually they aren’t in this good condition, so i figured i’d pick them off and maybe pass them off to someone? i considered the library in snowdin but i. try to avoid going there. ;; }

{ but. i’m gonna guess by how you’re staring at them that you’d probably want them? i’d be more than happy to hand them over, i don’t want them to go to waste. }

* [Always a good way to get on a potential threat’s good side. They hold out the books towards the other.]

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[ Text? That’s…. really weird. Oh well. They’re more used to reading than being spoken to anyways. ]

* I-I’ll defend myself if I have to!!!

[ Not like their magic was much good for fighting, but whatever this thing isn’t didn’t have to know that. ]

[ Not like they’re much good at lying either, though… ]

* Uh. M-my name is…. w-well, that is…. I g-go by Bookie.

[wethreesee]

{ nice to meet you then, bookie. i’m dexia. and uh, don’t. worry about having to defend yourself, at least not around me. honestly fighting is the absolute last thing i want to do ;; }

* [They come out fully from behind the pile, spare hands clacking together slightly. Seems that at least one pair is holding a small collection of books.]

{ what did you come here for? just curious. you don’t look all too enthused to be here. }

* [Not that they had any place to talk, but they were curious.]

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[ Bookie, too, acts on their initial instinct and leaps behind the nearest object - which turns out to be a shitty Styrofoam cooler inexplicably full of plastic fruit. The things you find at the dump, right? ]

[ The motion they thought they saw seems to have ceased, but something about the silhouette of the pile seems wrong. What they saw before didn’t seem like any monster they’d seen before… is it some sort of creature? Against the better advice of some of their favourite stories, they build up their nerves and speak out. ]

* H-hello? Is someone……there?

* ᵖ⁻ᵖᶫᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵉᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ⋅⋅⋅

[wethreesee]

* [Oh... So they had been seen. Well.]

* [At least this monster seemed just as frightened. Dexia peers out, albeit cautiously... And instead of speaking, text is projected above them. How strange.]

{ buddy i don’t even have a mouth, even if i WANTED to eat you i couldn’t. }

* [A pause. They seem to squint a bit.]

{ who’re you, exactly? i take it you aren’t, like. going to try to attack me or anything right. }

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[ The garbage dump in waterfall always really unnerved Bookie. There was a reason they always relied on a sibling to go digging through the refuse for whatever trashy, soggy novels had fallen down from the surface! The massive mounds of trash could be hiding anything - or anyone - and various discarded items always managed to look like threatening strangers when viewed from the corner of their eye. ]

[ Today, however, Bookie’s hand has been forced. They haven’t been able to get anyone to go for them for weeks, and so they’ve found themself unhappily waddling through the water - practically up to their hips on such a small mouse - and trying not to spook themself. ]

* I d-don’t know why I bother with this…….

* the books are always-

* squeak!!!

[ Maybe it’s just their overactive imagination, but they swear they just saw something move behind one of the piles. ]

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[wethreesee]

* [They’d soon find that something was moving. Something that didn’t exactly look very... Monster-like.]

* [Normally, Dexia would be keeping away from the dump. Keeping away from Waterfall in general. But they needed parts, and the dump was the best place to find them. So here they were, hovering just over the surface of the water and digging through on of the larger piles...]

* [Until they heard a voice. Ooooh boy. They were NOT up for interacting with any monsters today, no sir, no THANKS, Not today no. Their first reaction is to try and hide behind the pile and go as still as possible.]

* [Too bad their wings have poofed out juuuuust beyond their little hiding spot... And perfectly in line with the others line of sight.]

[wethreesee]

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