AUDIENCE FOR: Lup

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mostly void, partially stars.

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... Okay. Good luck, then. Try not to have any regrets.

[evocationary]

[HAHA GOD. she just - hiccuplaughs, and then laughs for real, scrubbing at her face.]

That's the funniest thing you could've said to me.

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[a headtilt]

Did you want to talk about it?

[evocationary]

[a long pause.]

I don't want to. [she says, plainly.] I don't want to do it. I don't want to hurt someone, and all of their someones. And if I died, it'd hurt so many people. I'd be stupid not to know that.

But it'd be easy, I think. And I feel like it's rotting in me, knowing that I can't bring myself to do this much for the other half of my soul.

[guestservices]

[...]

To experience inner conflict isn't always inherently a bad thing, at least. It's proof of your heart—and that you're not taking it lightly, regardless of whichever decision you come to.

[evocationary]

[a long pause.]

I shouldn't talk about it with all of you. You want us to kill people.

[guestservices]

We aren't meant to discourage you, no.

Again, all I can say is to make whichever decision you can live with the most. Eternity is a long time for regrets.

[evocationary]

[



maybe she will sit on the counter for a second.]

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[they will just observe her.]

[evocationary]

[a pause. finally:]

I want to beat up the Nightman. You should get me an audience with that guy.

[guestservices]

I'm afraid that's not within my capabilities.

[evocationary]

Yeah, yeah. I know. It's like asking for an audience with the UWU, it's not happening.

Nice to think about, though. Even if he could probably uh, snap me into dust.

[guestservices]

[a hum]

It's not bad to have dreams.

[evocationary]

[she just glances at them]

Oh, I see you, too, are unsatisfied with your job conditions. [this is a joke.]

[guestservices]

[dryly]

Certainly, some of the perks could be better.

[evocationary]

Yeah, like, better pay than some sandwiches or a terrible handful of origami cranes, or existential dread? Do you think we could form a union?

[guestservices]

[thoughtfully, holding a finger up to their chin area:]

To be fair, I do like the sandwiches and origami...

[evocationary]

You really have to aim a little higher.

[guestservices]

Oh? What should I be aiming for, in that case?

[evocationary]

I don't know, like, gummy bears? That's pretty good payment. Gummy worms. Maybe like, a McFlurry.

[guestservices]

[a beat]

What's a McFlurry?

[evocationary]

Corporate soft serve ice cream with corporate candy mixed in.

I can absolutely make you one, without the corporations.

[guestservices]

Corporate candy, huh...

Well, I wouldn't be against trying it out.

[evocationary]

Sure. You wanna do that right now, before I'm silenced forever?

[guestservices]

Food is best enjoyed with chatter, so sure, let's do that.