dahut

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[ TODOMATSU HELP DON'T BE A SOCCER MOM, OWNER REALLY DOES NOT CARE AT ALL ]

Uwah, small sizes do come in handy.

[ fuck you tall people ]

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[HE'S REALLY GONNA HE DOESNT WANT PICKLES BLADE BLADESON ABOUT IT AND DIE WEEK 0.]

Right, right? They're not bad at all!

[He'll turn and start leading the way to Owner's apparent new room, though!! oh yeah he's also back in his french orphan frills outfit sans lab coat with his awful uneven shorts why did god let this happen.]

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[ help. your stupid shorts. owner will follow behind him... he is changed into his black kimono, so he looks sleek and cool and not like someone wearing stupid shorts. ]

What do you think of our new home?

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[NOOOOOOOO HE LOOKS LIKE EVEN MORE OF A BOY FAILURE NEXT TO OWNER.......

At least he is so very confident in his own cuteness that he radiates confidence anyway the freak. But right now he's just radiating his usual air of vibrant, friendly warmth, even after the CHAOS of today.]

It's not so bad, I think! I'd much prefer it if I came here under less questionable circumstances, but being able to look out the window and see the stars is an amazing thing. What about you, what do you think?

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I am curious about the whole setup. A lot does not make sense about the explanation, such as our signatures, but the only way to find out is to play along for now.

[ forgery... that's illegal ]

And... when else will we get to see other planets?

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[Only the forgery...]

There are a few biiig holes in logic, it's true! But you're right about that. What an opportunity! Who would want to pass it up?

[A whole lot of people on this ship probably!!]

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Haha, well, we apparently could not pass it up even if we wanted to.

You are not concerned about being away from home, then?

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True, that's true! [NOT THE FORCED KIDNAPPINGGG REACT MORE NORMALLYYYYY he'll continue with the abnormal reactions, though.]

Oh— No, not at all! I was in the process of dying, so there's no real need for me to be worried about getting back.

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[ HELPPPPP

he tilts his head. less at the actual words and more because of how casual he said it. ]

And that is something you are okay with? Dying?

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[AAAAAA I FUCKING HATE VIRCHES SO DAMN BAD BE NORMAL]

Well, it was very inconveniently timed, and also a very unpleasant surprise! I'm not a very big fan of those. [HELP.] But I couldn't say that I'm not okay with it.

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I see...

[ he does not see... ]

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[He just smiles because he is much less forthcoming with Reliver information than Scien is. WHAT IF THE TECH KNOWLEDGE LEAKS OUT!!!!!! Then he will have to stop it.]

Mm! So it's not really like it is for you, considering you have your business to get back to, and probably a whooole bunch of people relying on you, right?

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[ me looking at flatview to see scien just talking about it ]

Mm. Although, you are not dying at the moment. So what would you do once the tour is over?

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[SCIEN WHO'S LIKE NO ONE OUT THERE COULD REPLICATE MY TECHNOLOGY ANYWAY!! He's going to hit this man with a brick.

The way he looks like he's considering this even though the answer is ultimately just "die anyway".]

Hmmm... I would have to see what things look like back home before making that decision! It's not very pressing for me to rush, though. Monsieur Scien has things more than handled, I'm sure.

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Oh, you are from the same place as him?

[ the way he still does not know reliever technology though since all that was explained to him was the dead at 23 thing. hate you scien ]

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[HATE YOU SCIEN. It's okay maybe Dahut will end up explaining it since he's realized it's a lost cause with SCIEN JUST OUT HERE...]

Yes! We're both from Arpéchéle. He's my silly, no-good, biohazardous mess of a boss with a terrible personality!

[HELP.]

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Ah... "cleaning toxic waste zones"?

[ his profile ]

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[LEANING FORWARD with his hand cupped to his mouth, and then saying in a stage whisper:]

You would never in your life see a room filled with more dust, mold, stale bread crusts and chemical spills than his.

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[ THIS IS FUCKING HORRENDOUS.

he shakes his head in shock ]

Is something wrong with his back? Since he can't bend to clean it up?

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[HE'S DYIN M8]

Oh, yes! Something is very wrong with his back! And his brain, and his arms and his legs! And also his tongue and his stomach, considering he just eats stale old bread right off the floor from under the couch...!

[He's really just ready to verbally skewer Scien at any time for little to no reason...]

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[ he reaches out to pat him on the back. ]

What is your job title again?

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I'm a researcher, a researcher! But you'd never be able to tell...!!

[WAAAH HIS LIFE IS SO HARD thanks for the back pats he clearly needs the consoling...]

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Oh. It really did sound like you were a personal assistant.

[ rip dahut ]

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It does! It does, doesn't it?! [HE ASSIGNS HIMSELF TO SO MANY OF THESE PERSONAL ASSISTANT TASKS.] But even though I do sooo much work for him, he still threatens to dock years of pay over the teeniest, tiniest mistakes...!

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What?

[ is that legal

he really has no idea. is that legal. ]

Does he actually dock it?