Don't expect mercy from my government

[poll_the_stars]

One elf is starting to run out of time. The assassins plotting to kill her could show up any day now. She would really rather they didn't.

The irony doesn't escape her. She's still sending messages about her plans to sell off all of her lifespan and die to become a daeva with a lot of OTC currency. If she wanted, she could mint a ton of Ka, then let the assassins kill her. But the idea doesn't appeal. Some form of giving up, of letting them win. She's not often petty, but in this particular instance she thinks she'll indulge herself. Besides, it's not like they're the merciful type. She recalls Aisilian's perfect comprehensioned words. You were in quite a lot of pain...

No. No, she'll - not do that. She'll go spend a little while in Nexus.

She sends Miles a message.

So everything is packed and I have everything I need with me to flee my dimension before I get assassinated. Is now a good time?

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[lurkingkobold]

(This is pretty normal, for someone playing Plasma Rain against Miles. Carry on, then.)

[poll_the_stars]

"Have you met a moose? They're the meanest animals I have ever encountered, even after domestication. I'm not demeaning them at all."

[thisvorlunatic]

Miles snickers.

[poll_the_stars]

"I do not recommend the moose rides at Facet carnivals, by the way. They bite."

[thisvorlunatic]

"I will take that under advisement. I do not want to be bitten by a moose."

[poll_the_stars]

"If you did, I would worry for your personal safety."

(She loses at Plasma Rain again. This time she just glares at the Game Over screen like it has personally offended her.)

[thisvorlunatic]

"Okay," says Miles, "I think I have tormented you enough. Thank you."

[poll_the_stars]

"You're welcome."

... She sort of wants to hug him. She considers the logistics of this, then holds out her arms in the universal offer of 'hug.'

[thisvorlunatic]

Miles hugs her. Miles appreciates his secret elf friend very much.

[lurkingkobold]

Aw.

(Augh.)

[poll_the_stars]

The secret elf friend is very glad Miles is feeling better! She did not want to upset Miles with her presence. Or upset anyone with her presence, actually.

"Well," she says, when there has been enough hug, "Now that I have been thoroughly trounced, I believe I'll go raid your library, if you don't mind."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Fine by me."

[poll_the_stars]

She smiles a bit, then waves goodbye to Miles, nods a farewell to the kobold, and departs to raid the library.

(And stop freaking out the kobold.)

[lurkingkobold]

The kobold's lack of response is less a freeze and more an 'I have no idea what to do with this', this time.

[thisvorlunatic]

Miles sighs. But it is somewhat less despondent than yesterday's sighs.

[lurkingkobold]

Well, that's a good sigh as sighs go, but she's obviously still missing something if he's sighing at all. Does his body language hold any clues?

[thisvorlunatic]

He is relieved, somewhat upset but getting less so, somewhat disappointed in himself (for being upset) but getting less so, and has a very uncharacteristic air of having given up on something.

[lurkingkobold]

That is uncharacteristic. And arguably dangerous. And from the timing, it's probably about her, at least in part.

Hopefully it's about her. If it's about her, she can fix it, probably.

She stands and crosses the room, and gently nudges him. "Hey."

[thisvorlunatic]

He smiles tiredly. "Hi."

[lurkingkobold]

Humans and their comparatively poor emotional endurance, right. Maybe she should wait.

Hug, anyway.

[thisvorlunatic]

Hugs. Hugs are good. Miles appreciates hugs.

[lurkingkobold]

Miles can have hugs, then, as many as he wants.

Eventually: "Are you okay?"

[thisvorlunatic]

"I don't know. Arguably. Better than I was yesterday, at least."

[lurkingkobold]

Hug. "Is there something else I should be doing?"

[thisvorlunatic]

"I don't know. I definitely appreciate how you've been treating her; it helps a lot."