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what's the coolest thing you've ever done on a mission or the best place you've gone
OR hypothetically if you could choose one place to go for a mission what place would you want to go? i'm curious
OR hypothetically if you could choose one place to go for a mission what place would you want to go? i'm curious
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( she's lying, but only in the sense that working hard meant pushing way past her own boundaries, and normal stuff meant normal for her, not other people. )
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( but months still away from being back to where she was before June. )
So you, what's your answer to this question?
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(audio/action) JACKING IN
...which might actually not be a feedback squeal. ]
Collette!
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Uh, Break? ( A little louder: ) Are you okay?
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Hi hiii!
[ That burst of temper seems to be under control... for now! ]
Wanted to ask you a question.
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( She lets her smile change her tone, hands resting on the table. She shifts to lean forward a little, curious. )
What's up?
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[ His voice has all the lightness of suppressed rage that is just about to go out of control, in the absence of a satisfactory explanation. ]
--who makes you sleep with him, hm?
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And it hits her exactly how that sounds.
... So forgive her, Break, when her immediate reaction is to burst out into spontaneous laughter. )
You make it sound so scandalous! ( stiffling her laughter with her hands. oh man! ) Caesar's a chronic napper. He conned me into it too! While everyone was gone.
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[ gone.
Ah. Please pause for excruciating pang of guillllllllt! ]
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Just the two of you? "Napping"? Without anybody else around?
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It's neither bad nor good. Or maybe it's both. It's definitely interesting. )
Do you know how long it took me to convince him to let me kiss him? Now he ruins most of that by going "do we have to? I just want to sleep..."
( Insert exaggerated sigh, unsure how comfortable she is talking about this. It's easier to tease and make it into jokes of their own. Haha, isn't it so funny. )
So yeah... just the two of us! Sometimes even with... ( her volume drops down, low and conspiratorial ) ...the door closed!
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[ He's got a great, big smile fixed on his features. ]
That is... haha! That is not very proper, you know. But it's all right, because perhaps you didn't know that. So I'm telling you now. Perhaps this Mister Caesar needs telling, too.
[ And he's about to hop off the table and do some talking to Caesar. His cane is quite eloquent in such situations... ]
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[ --just then, the particulars of what she's saying actually filter through. ]
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