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Okay, I get it. [ Tess' tone is brusque, cool, almost flippant. She feels fucking weird talking into a locket, of all things, but it's been a long damn time since she's had anything like a phone, so hey, might as well try this out, right? ] This place is magic. Fairies, trolls, goblins, whatever. You have 'em. Like some kind of fucking fairy tale. [ She honestly isn't sure what to believe right now, so she's getting right to the point. ] I just have one question for you. Cordyceps. Have you heard of it? And more importantly, is it here?

[ Tess glances aside for a moment, her eyes flashing with - fear, maybe. Not that she would ever admit that. ] Because I can live with magic and shit if there's no infection to worry about.

[ Whatever 'living' might entail here, anyway. ]

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It makes you that uncomfortable to speak of?

Gee, I dunno, stranger, why don't you tell me about the most terrible thing that's ever happened to you in your world, the single biggest tragedy? Since we're all in such a big goddamn sharing mood.

[ Sarcasm? Sarcasm. ]

Edited (icon bah) 2014-10-06 00:45 (UTC)

Are we comparing misfortunes now? No, I think I'll pass on that. I've lived a fairly fortunate life, so I don't think I'd be much competition. [ his pants may have just erupted into a blazing inferno right now. ]

That more or less answers my question regardless. I suppose endless war is easier to deal with than endless disease.

I'm not interested in comparing anything. I don't want to hear your sob story any more than I want to tell you mine.

Well then, what do you want?

Aside from an answer to my original question? Nothing. What makes you think I want something?

Everyone wants something. Unless you're some sort of saint who's sworn off all materialistic desires.

Spare me the philosophical bullshit, I'm not interested.

I didn't imagine you would be. [ sigh. ] Are you always this high strung?

Are you in the habit of peppering perfect strangers with stupid and invasive questions?

Since here, almost everyone is a stranger, I have little choice.

[ well, other than not asking the questions at all. ]

Uh, yeah you do. You can think before you speak. Or just keep your mouth shut.

Since the latter makes conversation difficult, I'll try to prescribe to the former.

Do you have a name?

[ Damn, this guy is nothing if not persistent. Pretty much the only way she could project more "fuck off, asshole" would be to actually say "fuck off, asshole".

That's either extreme obtuseness or extreme stubbornness, or both. ]

In case you haven't noticed, I'm really not interested in small talk.

[ oh, he's definitely picked that up. he just doesn't care. no, if anything, he wants to see how long he can go before she completely snaps. he likes to live dangerously. ]

Oh? Strange, you didn't give that impression at all. Unfortunately, as you'll soon learn, this place is rather obsessed with small talk. You won't be able to get far without it.

[ Eyeroll. ]

I'm sure I'll make do.

[ How does she turn this thing off again? Eh, who cares. She just snaps it shut, assuming that'll do it. ]

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