catch-all: shess.

[televised]

love me jan

Comments

[nonbelligerent]

It seems that way. No one here has heard of the name.

[televised]

Does it bother you?

[nonbelligerent]

Not particularly, though it's strange to have to explain.

[not like he can pretend to be a human to avoid the entire matter, since his scroll kind of outs him.]

[televised]

[the scrolls sure are inconvenient like that.]

Then don't. [be a binch, shess.] It's not like we're obligated to explain ourselves every time a human doesn't understand what we are.

[nonbelligerent]

Well, it'd certainly be more convenient for me to not. Still, when it's common knowledge back home, it feels silly to be secretive. Besides, it could seem suspicious.

[televised]

Suit yourself, then. It's up to you if you want to go through the hassle.

[nonbelligerent]

I take it you don't like talking about your kind.

[televised]

[...]

It's safer to blend in with the humans. Drawing attention to what we are will only get us killed. [So.] Isn't it the same for you?

[nonbelligerent]

Yes, but there's little point when my scroll states that I have nonhuman features.

[he can't even pretend to be a half (not that it'd mean anything to anyone here) since halfs usually aren't "ancient" either.]

[televised]

I meant back in your own world.

[But, you know. Point taken.]

I asked Lune about the information that was written on our scrolls. Apparently, it's what the "fates" [SAID BITTERLY] thought important to share about us.

[nonbelligerent]

Were the fates drunk when they came up with some of these?

[televised]

Evidently.

[nonbelligerent]

Yours isn't too bad, at least. Though did you really come here with a rubber ball?

[televised]

I did. Guess the "fates" couldn't be bothered to give me anything useful, either.

[nonbelligerent]

What would you have hoped for instead?

[televised]

A gun. A knife. Any weapon. Something that could help in this shitty situation.

[nonbelligerent]

To defend yourself?

[televised]

Obviously.