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[doublefists]

[ OKAY ]

More than you do, guy who can't say tits.

[halians]

Tits.


[ FUCK YOU ]

[doublefists]

[ flips him off!!!! ]

You're drunk. [ gropes for her bottle. ] Anyway, she's hot, but she'll turn you inside out.

[ vi is possessed by the spirit of beauregard like i know how straight girls are ]

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[ NOT THE SPIRIT OF BEAU he swats at her lazily, and his emotions are like. sister affection. ]

She's a brilliant and cunning noblewoman whose people adore her and her extensive and cohesive economic plans for the reconstruction and continuous prosperity of her fief are something to be admired.

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God, but she's beautiful though. [ hiccups ]

[doublefists]

[ YOU ARE SUCH A LOSER the emotions say but fondly ]

Holy shit, you like her because she can do taxes real good. You are such a fucking nerd.

[ GIGGLES ]

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[ KICKS AT AGAIN he's going to hit you with a pillow ]

That's not it! Nothing wrong with admiring someone that's intelligent and capable and we can learn from each other. We're in very similar positions in life!

[ eloquent ] I don't have the ... can't for these things. [ less eloquent. ]

Like you'd not be falling all over yourself. We should call Hulkenberg. Is she coming?

[doublefists]

[ she is still giggling a little, but. ]

Uh huh. I bet you want to be in a similar position. [ rolls over. ] We should call Hulkenberg, yeah. I've been sleeping here anyway. Want me to text?

[ and by text i mean drunkenly be like voice to text PILLOW FOOOORT ]

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Don't be crass. [ hits her with the pillow again. ] She's going to judge us to all hell.

[


snorts ] Yeah, course. [ bRING US OUR KNIGHT. helpfully into the phone: ] Alcohol.

[honourous]

[ a beat, then: ]

Use your manners.
I did not die to be your maid.

[ she is a ROYAL KNIGHT




she is still getting alcohol, she guesses. ]

[doublefists]

[ saying this into her phone so strohl just hears her say this, but: ]

No you're dying to get drunk
Come to the fort there's stars

[ does not say please. come here now!!! or she will send the hounds (strohl jr) to retrieve ]

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[ this comes from vi's phone ]

You had best be careful or you'll be put into the bloody outfit of one
This place is a nightmare.

Hurry, *please*, oh great she-beast of the King's Crown, fealty-sworn knight Hulkenberg.

[honourous]

I will pass, I've not worn a dress since I was 4.
What do you mean stars.

[ still grabs stuff from the speakeasy. ]

I am on the way. Do not get more drunk.
Strohl you will do more beast walks tomorrow.

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Oh god, I can't picture her in a - [ the last text comes in ] - Oh god.

[doublefists]

[ DO NOT GET MORE DRUNK SHE SAYS it's too late for that. anyway she makes a FACE. ]

Sleep in for once we're dead
I mean the stars you'll see them when you get here

I can't picture the dress either. [ squints at the ceiling. squishes strohl jr contemplatively ]

[honourous]

I don't know how to sleep in.

[ unaware of what the two of you are picturing. ]

[halians]

I don't really sleep in either. Sort of struggling to remember the last time I had a good night's sleep, actually.

[ also he grew up doing farm noble shit so you know. you get used to it.


squints....... makes a face.......... ] ...It's like you. Odd. Both of you should be wearing [ waves hand ] waistcoats, things like that. Not a dress. [ grumble ] I'll wear it if it keeps you two out of it in that damn cafe.

[ he'll suffer the indignity for you both.




begins thinking a little heterosexually about girls in pretty dresses.......... sighs.......... ]

[doublefists]

Okay, well, learn! Sleeping's great, fucking sleep more, both of you.

[ it's gonna be terrible in the morning. she's going to fall asleep on you two and you're going to have to dislodge yourselves and it will be the worst thing in the world because she will be so sad. anyway all of this is being said where the phone can hear. ]

You won't catch me dead in a dress. Can't move in them.

[ looks at him thinking heterosexually with a dry look. a beat. and then when the phone is off because hulkenberg doesn't need to hear this part: ]

What about - your, uh, what about -- the prince. Think he'd look good in a dress?

[ hehe ]

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[ SERIES OF EJTLKWJTLEKJHEHKLJ ? EMOTIONS ]

[honourous]

[ THANKS FOR NOT DOING THAT TO HER, SHE WOULD BE SO RILED UP

she does roll her eyes even if the two of them can't see it, but she's drawing closer. if they listen over the sound of steam escaping strohl's ears, they might hear her combat heels clicking across the floor in the distance. ]

[doublefists]

[ vi doesn't hear shit because she's losing her fucking mind laughing at strohl's ejtlkwjtlekjhehklj emotions ]

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[ you would think having been murdered by hulkenberg he woul dhear this sound ]








God, but he probably would. He probably wouldn't even mind, would he?! "What's the matter, Strohl, it's easy to move in!" while Junah's putting him into any frock under the sun for the fun of it oh god he's so small.

[honourous]

[ an eerie silence






and then the wrath of a thousand suns in emotionshare form ]

What lewd things are you picturing of His Highness, Leon Strohl da Haliaetus!?

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