AUDIENCE FOR: Jason Todd

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[unrecked]

Depends on what it is.

[He keeps peering upward, but his eyes shift thoughtfully.]

If it's something you do to one person, but what you make them do impacts other people. Still could be entertaining. [He looks down again finally.] Who're we trying to impress here? Big man upstairs, higher ups, an audience?

What's the criteria for entertainment? Being funny? Being shocking? Being scary?

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[. . .]

Have you had a chance to read your contract in full yet?

[unrecked]

Yeah, it says it’s the Host, and it also says it’s fucking murder. But I want to see what you all tell me when I play stupid since apparently there are things happening that’re just stuck under this broad section of the contract even without our personal consent.

“Jason Todd, you signed a contract.” When I tell you not to possess me, that means don’t do it. Find another way to get your rocks off.

[If he sounds like he’s getting angry, he is.]

Now, does it matter what kind? My question still stands.

That God-awful “film” we had to watch was a bad attempt at drama and comedy.

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[jason is getting angry, and aquarius seems to be staying as neutral and calm as possible.]

Playing stupid doesn't suit you. [first of all.] I think...the contract does, actually, cover the possession thing, and since you signed it there's no way around that one. As for entertainment, it would have to be something you can justify to be used in the game to...you know, potentially hurt or murder someone. It doesn't mean that'll happen, but the possibility should be there.

[unrecked]

Then why bother even asking? Nightman think it's funny to just possess people who tell him no? Even I have better jokes than that, and I have bad jokes.

[Luckily, he is only irritated, so he's just....simmering.]

Your deals are terrible.

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[simmering...

and aquarius seems to think.]

Then don't make them. You signed a contract and your addendum, but nothing's forcing you to actually do extra. So why bother thinking about it?

[they are maybe just pushing buttons to see how jason answers, curious about his thoughts. are you looking for action, or just to bitch?]

[unrecked]

Contingency.

[He looks like he very much doesn't like the conditions of these deals, but he also knows SOME people are on the line.]

I'll think about it, I said.

[HE'S TRYING NOT TO CONCEDE WHILE CONCEDING.]

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[they almost seem satisfied with that answer.]

Okay. [. . .] I would rather you guys think about stuff and plan instead of rushing ahead anyway. No point in a contingency plan if it could fall apart before it comes to fruition, you know? Take whatever time you want. Not like we're going anywhere.

[unrecked]

[He makes a face at them not unlike the face he had been making at Orion when he was getting apologized to before. He can't STAND when people are decent to him. Come ON. Where is the IRRITATION? The DISAPPOINTMENT? He knows how those work!! He expects those!]

Why do you care so much?

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Why do you care that I might care?

[the. tone almost sounds a little petulant suddenly. but then they continue.]

A job is a job, and guests are guests. It's part of my job to know how to appease guests within the means of my employment.

[unrecked]

Because it's weird.

[He will just SAY IT. Don't sound petulant, you little punk. He's the petulant one here.]

Don't try using your job's obligation as cover. I said I pretend to be stupid, not that I am.

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[there's a deadpan stare that jason cannot see because of the veil, but it is the vibe.]

Fine. It doesn't change much of what I said anyway. Is it weird in general, or because it's directed at you?

[they will also just say it? jason you fool.]

[unrecked]

[He immediately shifts his eyes to look away. STOP, ONLY HE CAN DO THAT.]

Maybe.

[he does not clarify]

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...I get it. It's weird thinking people are finally paying attention to what you're doing.

[unrecked]

[He worries his bottom lip with his teeth for a second.]

I'm used to people paying attention to me.

[Too much. BRUCE.]

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[a lull of silence. ]

Then maybe I don't get it. [they think they do though.] But I think there's a difference between people paying attention to the things you do and paying attention to you in general.

[unrecked]

Are you also trying to psychoanalyze me?

[He is probably defensive because they are correct actually.]

What, going to lecture me about the gun? Not making friends?

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Trust me, I'm the last person to lecture you about making friends. Except for maybe Lepus. [wait. ] Who already tried to psychoanalyze you?

[unrecked]

Why, don't got any? [He doesn't say this meanly, but he does say it teasingly.] Maybe Lepus and I are on the same wave length.

[He waves a hand.]

It wasn't one of you. Someone just said something like they were trying to read me. It was funny.

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Wouldn't that just make two of us if I said so? But this isn't about me. [light, teasing and reflective. ]

Were they even close?

[unrecked]

Sure. Your NDA extends to yourselves too.

[He is such a brat.]

If I say no does that make me a liar? Of course I’m going to say no.

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Not necessarily. I just don't think it's important right now.

You never know though. Some people might even say yes if you ask right.

[unrecked]

It’s more important than me. You know all about me, right? But I don’t know anything about you, and you all keep dodging.

[He actually doesn’t seem put-out, almost like he expected it. He is just fussy.]

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You don't even really want to know, right? It's just part of your job to ask, too.

[just. very chill and matter of fact here. ]

[unrecked]

[He

actually sort of makes a face here, like he’s offended. Like he doesn’t know whether to agree or disagree with this. He opens his mouth, but what comes out instead of words are lilac petals.

He coughs them up on the table. Very hygienic.]