retellers | AUDIENCE: LUP

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How... [ how are those even equivalent ] Why does it matter so much?

[ she sprawls on the bench again. ]

Because if I'm the favorite, nobody will pick me to fuckin mcdie. Duh.

[ oh my god ]

I'm not picking anyone to die.

Not just you. [ sniff. ] I don't know why you'd pick someone on your own team anyway, if you were doing it.

If someone murders because they want their memories back on their own time, I won't get picked if everybody loves me.

No one can be loved by everybody. That's impossible.

[ this is the worst pep talk ]

[ she blows a raspberry at them. ]

You know nothing, Wolf Snow.

[ they make the patented jon snow "what" face ]

Huh?

[ well, at least the bullying makes her laugh. ]

Never mind. Look, do you mind if I get to know you better? Or am I gonna have to fight you on that one too?

I'm not fighting you.

[ no one believed that. but they shake their head ]

... If that's what you want, I guess.

[ it's not fun if you don't fight though, so ]

Do you know like... anything about yourself at all? Favorite colors, animals, whatever. Or is that all gone?

I don't think I cared about that stuff. [ they look at their fist and flex it ] I was a fighter. I know that much. Even got the sword back in the castle.

A fighter, huh. What kind of sword? [ is it as cool as hers. ]

Broadsword. It's pretty big.

Like how big? Can I see it?

I keep it in the castle, but...

[ after a beat they sigh ]

Soon, sure.

Yeaaaahh! [ this cheers her up immensely. ] Rad. Teach me how to sword fight.

You've got your own now, right?

[ the spy powers... continue ]

Sure do. I don't know the first damn thing about swords because, you know, wizard. But I should learn! Since I'm nerfed here.

...I tend for heavier weapons, but I should be able to teach you a thing or two anyway.

Hell yeah. Can we schedule a day for that? I'll make you - I don't know, not cinnamon rolls, since you hate those.

Can we get over the cinnamon roll thing already?

[ lup. please. save them. ]

But we can schedule a day.

No. Everybody likes my cinnamon rolls but you.

[ she's never going to not bully, wolf ]

Does one like, work best for you? Maybe Thursday morning so I can be fresh for my impending doom.

I didn't say I didn't like them.

[ this bullying is the worst!!! ]

Thursday. Fine.

It's fine, I know you can't eat. [ she's just giving them a hard time. she'll give them less of a hard time later because they said she was a good cook as a hint and she's living for it. ]

Thursday it is. Enjoy your darts, my dude.

Gives me three whole days without you, so I guess that's fine.

[ snarks!! back!!! ]

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