AUDIENCE FOR: Dimitri oh fuck i have to put in his last name

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this is just a placeholder until you give us a real one

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week 6, wednesday

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[ dimitri falls asleep! and instead of a nightmare, he wakes up in a plain, blank space, slightly fuzzy at the edges.

...orion is there! they give a polite bow of their head. ] Good evening, Mr. Blaiddyd. How may I be of assisstance?

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[ it's a little disorienting, but the mind can accept basically anything as reality in a dream. he looks around before nodding at them. ]

I wanted to ask you a question, if you've a moment.

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Of course.

[ another little nod. ]

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[ okay. bluntly, ]

Can I trust you?

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[ DIMITRI ]

... What brought this on?

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[ it's week 6, take no prisoners ]

I believe I asked first.

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[ help. they're quiet for a second before they answer. ]

... I suppose the answer is that the staff are not particularly meant to be trusted.

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A textbook answer.

[ but he wasn't expecting much else. ]

It would not be terribly entertaining if we were your friends though, would it?

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I imagine it wouldn't be, no.

[ they nod, a little stiffly. ]