DAAN.

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SOMETHING WILL GO HERE

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[ Are we at the bar please let them be at the bar they need to finally get that drink together.

Anyway, Aventurine is staring at the TV and watching all the fleas hop around like. Okay. ]

... I know Cloud collected some of them, but they really grew in number in just a short time.

[ Fire fleas are prolific breeders? ]

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Vermin are known to proliferate.

[ We can be at the bar. Daan just taps the counter once, looking at all the curses flying around. ]

Why was he collecting them?

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Why does Cloud do anything that he does? I stopped asking a long time ago.

[ Cloud having the audacity to tell Aventurine that he gets into too much shit and Aventurine having to fire back that Cloud is with him 90% of the time. ]

At least things have started to calm down for the living side now.

[recession]

[ It's that fantasy RPG protag in him... he's gotta collect... even if it's nonsensical... ]

It's only Monday. More nonsense to come, I'm sure. Is it just me or do the curses feel particularly abundant this time?

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[ Thinks about bald Pickles and muppet Lucas and mean as hell Aqua. ]

... I suppose I should feel thankful that I've managed to dodge them this time.

[recession]

Been cursed recently?

...

I should also be grateful.

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I became a child not too long ago.

[ That was something. But now he's staring at Daan like HMMMMMM. ]

[recession]

It does seem to be a popular curse...

[ Looking back at him like... what... ]

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[ SMILES BRIGHTLY as he takes a sip of his drink. ]

How often do you get cursed?

[recession]

...Not particularly often...

[ Just looking at him like. ]

You're not looking for viable targets to appease your boredom with, are you?

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[ whaaaaat ]

Mr. Daan, I am appalled that you would think that of me when I have only ever been especially kind to you.

[recession]

Is it especially?

You're quite good at the social aspect, Mr. Aventurine. I know very little about you.

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There's not much to know about me.

[ He is just a guy. ]

But if you want to know something in particular, all you have to do is ask.

[recession]

[ YOU ARE SO NOT JUST A GUY. ]

I'm feeling a sense of déjà vu. Aren't you?

[ He pours Aventurine a drink and slides it over the counter. ]

How'd you come across your current job, then?

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[ Just grins in response to that first part, then moves on to the second. ]

I was arrested and given a trial to answer for my various crimes. Instead of facing punishment when I was found guilty, I was offered a job by the very people who captured me.

[ Easy. ]

[recession]

Oh? Doesn't sound like much of a choice.

What crimes were you found guilty for?

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It wasn't.

[ But it was still what he'd been aiming for. ]

As for my crimes, just the occasional deception and fraud. Oh, and the murder of my master.

[recession]

[ He hums a little, a glass of a regular old-fashioned held up but not drinking yet. ]

"Master" doesn't typically imply a very fair relationship.

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That's why I killed him.

[ Casual and meant to beat the potential jumpscare of a memshare. He's not falling for that shit again. ]

[recession]

Mm.

[ Is his neck tattoo typically visible? ]

Far be it from me to judge you for murder, in this environment...

What was it, again... the Interastral Peace Corporation? A little bit ironic of a name. Satisfied with your post?

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Good memory.

[ It is visible! ]

... I made use of the resources it provided me. After recent events, where I stand now in my post remains to be seen.

[recession]

[ It ain't thoughtshare nor emotionshare anymore you don't get anything. ]

Sounds like you had some personal plans of your own.

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[ OKAY COOL ]

Quick to catch on. Has your curiosity now been satisfied?

[recession]

No, but all in good time. It'll start feeling like an interrogation otherwise, right?

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Having sat through my fair share of interrogations, this one feels like catching up with a friend.