[ after trial, he'll be out and about, though the dreamscape is different. it's a field, with perfectly round trees and perfectly green grass. the sky is a wall and ceiling, simulated with cheerful blue, and fake, painted clouds. all very artificial, like this.
till is sitting against a tree, but he'll wave at del when he sees him. ]
Hey, good work. [ no, this sucked. ] Sorry about, uh—everyone seeing that.
[ accidentally helps traumablast his cr circle in the middle of trial. ]
[ ...huh. looks around at the scene for a moment before coming over to sit next to him. ]
Nah, it's fine.
[ well. he feels pretty terrible about basilio, but it's okay otherwise. ]
Honestly sort of forgot about the thoughtsharing thing in that moment, so that was me own fault for pushin' you when I had somethin' like that covered up.
[ conveniently his maid dress in that art came with a little scarf so he really has been keeping this hidden the entire time till's known him. ]
[ really missing the context of things like clipped ears and decapitation scars here. it's worse than missing the context of trial stuff. he snorts a little, speaking indelicately, though without malice. ]
It's not really your fault you got your head ripped off. [ saying it aloud makes him wrinkle his nose. God, I hate this shit. he is truly so lucky to only be here a few weeks. a pause. ]
...Besides, you were just trying to get me to think straight. If I'd missed something with someone else, it could've been bad.
[ he is willing to more broadly blame CYOAs existing in general. this week has proved their potency many times over.
he slouches against his tree. ]
I learned my lesson all right. [ missing a GIANT SCAR... but. ] Still... I dunno. I get that it's for the good of everybody, but I wouldn't know how to find evidence for something you did.
[ he likes del, so even if it's temporary, it's just insane to think about contributing to his death somehow. ]
[ there was one week where two shirts fit him perfectly and fidelio was freaking out and wanting to clean all the stores out of their biggest clothes so no one could frame him with them again...
[ it does briefly occur to him how much that remark would have pissed him off in his au cyoa life, but it's fine. ]
Reckon we must've had different fathers, for one.
[ though they never met either of them.
looking around a little at the artificial dreamscape surroundings again... ]
I also wasn't meant to stay lookin' like this, though. I mean, he was always gonna end up bigger than me, but it should've been a less dramatic difference. I just stopped growing around twelve, side effect of some magic that was bein' tested out.
[ just gives till the lore because it's almost week 7 and he likes him. i need to play him off of a shoma someday. ]
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till is sitting against a tree, but he'll wave at del when he sees him. ]
Hey, good work. [ no, this sucked. ] Sorry about, uh—everyone seeing that.
[ accidentally helps traumablast his cr circle in the middle of trial. ]
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Nah, it's fine.
[ well. he feels pretty terrible about basilio, but it's okay otherwise. ]
Honestly sort of forgot about the thoughtsharing thing in that moment, so that was me own fault for pushin' you when I had somethin' like that covered up.
[ conveniently his maid dress in that art came with a little scarf so he really has been keeping this hidden the entire time till's known him. ]
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It's not really your fault you got your head ripped off. [ saying it aloud makes him wrinkle his nose. God, I hate this shit. he is truly so lucky to only be here a few weeks. a pause. ]
...Besides, you were just trying to get me to think straight. If I'd missed something with someone else, it could've been bad.
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[ absently rubs his neck thinking about it... anyway. ]
Yeah, that was the idea. Figured it'd be a good example too, when I actually did have things hidden that you didn't know about.
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he slouches against his tree. ]
I learned my lesson all right. [ missing a GIANT SCAR... but. ] Still... I dunno. I get that it's for the good of everybody, but I wouldn't know how to find evidence for something you did.
[ he likes del, so even if it's temporary, it's just insane to think about contributing to his death somehow. ]
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Yeah, it's tough. You can't imagine how bloody scared I got every time there was anything I thought might've pointed to Bas.
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[ good thing bas was too tall for literally every piece of evidence this time ]
You guys are family, right?
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he nods. ]
He's me younger brother, yeah.
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Oh, cool. You grew up together? You guys look really different.
[ this is rude but he seems unaware ]
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Reckon we must've had different fathers, for one.
[ though they never met either of them.
looking around a little at the artificial dreamscape surroundings again... ]
I also wasn't meant to stay lookin' like this, though. I mean, he was always gonna end up bigger than me, but it should've been a less dramatic difference. I just stopped growing around twelve, side effect of some magic that was bein' tested out.
[ just gives till the lore because it's almost week 7 and he likes him. i need to play him off of a shoma someday. ]
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Oh... like an experiment kinda thing. [ jesus. ] There's no way to undo it?
[ what if they find who did it and beat them up real bad. ]
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[ shakes his head. ]
Pretty sure it's irreversible. Not like I'd still be growing at this age anyway. I mean, it's not completely keepin' me from aging or anything.
[ just keeping him small... ]