DAAN.

[tactic]

SOMETHING WILL GO HERE

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[tactic]

[ 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?

[tactic]

[ 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.

[tactic]

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?

[tactic]

[ 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?

[tactic]

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.

[tactic]

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?

[tactic]

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.

[tactic]

[ 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?

[tactic]

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

[recession]

It's an offer, putting the ball back in your court. After all, I do recall you commenting on that in our first conversation too.

[tactic]

You remember quite a lot about our previous conversation. Either your memory is that good, or I left an impression.

[recession]

I like to think I remember quite a bit about certain people and first interactions.

Something I learned a lot about later, that first impressions are everything.

[tactic]

Yes, I do remember enjoying our time together that very first week.

[ Even if it feels like ages ago after everything that's happened. ]

[recession]

You walked out on me.

[ He's just ribbing on him for the sake of it he's not bothered. ]

[tactic]

It wasn't personal.

[ HE DIED. ]

I'm making up for it now.

[recession]

[ HE LITERALLY WALKED OUT AT THE REFECTORY IS WHAT HE MEANS you really said I will touch grass and got chained to the desk for two months. ]

Are you, now?

[tactic]

[ oh yeah that also happened hehe ]

Aren't I?

[ Holds up his drink glass and gives it a little shake, ice clinking around inside. ]

And you've gotten quite a bit of backstory out of me, too.