That kept happening to people... I've never really understood that. It seemed like I somehow had worse experience with humans compared to everyone else.
[The bartender will oblige!!! And Kanaya will let the bartender oblige, honestly. She's remembering Roxy.]
Sometimes... sometimes I really wonder if the happiness available centuries ahead of us is actually determined primarily by the results of some shoddy decisions made at the age of six sweeps.
How do we know what's shoddy and what isn't? That's the thing. I'm almost twenty-five years old now and I'm still not sure if I'm making the right choices with some stuff.
[the alcohol is loosening her up a bit; she's saying things and asking questions that she'd normally be more guarded around, considering how long it's been since she's seen Kanaya]
There was a guy. Is a guy, even though I pretend it's all in the past tense. I haven't seen him since I was fifteen, but...
[Glances over. She hadn't expected that... presumably not Tavros?]
Hey, that applies to most of our team, and the way you say that makes it seem like you knew him since thirteen. It doesn't matter where or when you met. [Is she contradicting herself? Yes. She hadn't gone into this conversation with a prepared platform. Lapsing back into patterns of providing narcissistic supply.]
With your guy you last saw at fifteen who you still describe in the present tense.
You know what pattern I could never deduce is if he'd be fifteen or twenty-five were you reunited. [siiiiiince she assumes this guy was her age at the time]
Oh. [She's... not extremely comfortable with that idea but isn't sure whether to show that]
I'm surprised he'd let you think about him that way. [There's nothing strongly suggestive in her inflection of "that way"; she's not even sure if what Vriska's describing is concupiscent, conciliatory, or just custodial]
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[She wishes the conversation weren't directed on herself but can't figure out how to fix that]
It's a remmant of my resentment about giving up our dialect, really. That was probably easier for you as a highblood.
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-- Hey, bartender! I definitely want that scotch right now. How about it?
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Sometimes... sometimes I really wonder if the happiness available centuries ahead of us is actually determined primarily by the results of some shoddy decisions made at the age of six sweeps.
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That's a good point.
[She takes out some of her marques and sifts through them - they're iron coins.] What's reasonable...
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There was a guy. Is a guy, even though I pretend it's all in the past tense. I haven't seen him since I was fifteen, but...
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Hey, that applies to most of our team, and the way you say that makes it seem like you knew him since thirteen. It doesn't matter where or when you met. [Is she contradicting herself? Yes. She hadn't gone into this conversation with a prepared platform. Lapsing back into patterns of providing narcissistic supply.]
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And it matters.
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You know what pattern I could never deduce is if he'd be fifteen or twenty-five were you reunited. [siiiiiince she assumes this guy was her age at the time]
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I'm surprised he'd let you think about him that way. [There's nothing strongly suggestive in her inflection of "that way"; she's not even sure if what Vriska's describing is concupiscent, conciliatory, or just custodial]
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Don't mind when I switch accounts; it's mostly login or when my iconset fails
[That's a concept that sends her noradrenergic activity levels rising. But maybe she's misunderstanding - and this might not even be a human.]
Oh? Of what type? [Is that impolite to ask? "Were you?" just sounds inane in her head.]
o7!
[maybe Kanaya does still have a thing for her after all]
rummages through inbox pulls out hand raising this tag triumphantly
[She trails off. She hadn't allowed herself to really think about that very much in specific for a long time.]
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