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[009] honesty is rarely the best policy

We crash into things, we stop at fucking weird places, and now the damn boat floods? What's next, we get hit by pirates?

...Actually that would be kinda cool. Maybe then I would get to kill people without everybody hassling me about it all the time. Or join them; I like their philosophy. Their eye patches? Not so much. They creep me out.

Although they are kinda cool underneath; did you know eyeballs don't squish as much as you'd think?

[Cheerful, AFFECTED Richie is both cheerful and affected! Warning: he also shares ENTIRELY too much and is likely to run his mouth until you tell him you really would like him to stop talking. And even then he might try to continue anyway.

Belated, and I really should have put this up sooner:

Trigger Warnings: contained below is casual discussion of rape, torture, animal abuse, accidental murder, and confusion between kink and domestic violence, as well as TERRIBLE anti-rape advice.]

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Mmhmm. A few times. The first one was an accident because I missed, but the other times I meant to, but I told Seth I didn't because it only would have gotten him more pissed off and I don't like it when he gets pissed off. He worries, and he's fucking scary when he's worried. But it's fun; you should try it sometime. It's like stabbing a grapefruit, only smaller.

...Although sometimes they scream and it's not so fun then. That's why I usually wait until they won't if I'm going to do it. I don't always.

[Gulps.] How many people have you done this to?

People? One or two. Not many. I don't do it a whole lot anymore but I used to when I was a kid. ...Not people though.

[Nope, noooothing wrong with this conversation at all.]

[She doesn't ask. She doesn't want to know.]

O-okay.

...You didn't really want to know that, did you. I mean, you asked, so you did, but you didn't really.

No, I wanted to know, but I wasn't expecting that answer. And I think I should probably not know anymore until you're more yourself.

...But I am being myself...? But you're probably right; Lua already told me she doesn't want to be alone with me 'cause of things I've said even though I don't really want to fuck her.

[He frowns and looks mildly distressed.]

...And that's probably not helping either. Fuck. I'm sorry.

[Lip bite.] It's okay, it's not your fault.

Does she like you or something?

[Ooh, the magic words; "it's not your fault". He calms down a little bit after that.]

Lua? [Scoff] Nah. I mean, not in the way that she wants me or anything. ...I don't think she does, anyway. She's like Seth; she looks out for me, that's all. Only she doesn't knock me around when I do something she doesn't like.

Your brother hits you? [And now she sounds sad.]

Sometimes...? Not all the time, mostly just when he doesn't think I'm listening. ...I think. I get confused sometimes.

Or when he finds out about the stuff you don't want to hear about.

[As if this is COMPLETELY normal behavior.]

Richie, that's awful. I'm so sorry...

[Confusion]

Why? He only does it 'cause he cares. And he usually makes up for it afterwards anyway.

[More things you probably don't really want to ask about, Claire.]

[Only, now she's thinking dirty things that she doesn't want to think, but she doesn't want clarification either, so she's fretting. She needs a distraction and an excuse so she softly kicks Chester, who barks.]

Oh, sorry, I need to see what my dog wants. Um, I'll talk to you later, okay?

[MAYBE IT'S JUST ICE CREAM, Claire. Geez.]

Yeah, okay. I'm disappointed 'cause it means you still haven't changed your mind, but I'm hoping you will eventually so I'll let you go without complaining about it. I'll hang around the gym later hoping to see you, but I'll probably end up leaving before you do because talking to you never pans out the way I think it should.

[That's...probably a "see you later" somehow.]

[Blinks.]

How do you think it should turn out?

[Minor guilt.]

[All the blunt, and also as if it's painfully obvious.]

Sex.

...It usually does anyway sooner or later, but you're not directly involved in it and that frustrates me.

I thought you had to do something about your dog...?

[Well, shit.]

You're right, I do, yes, thanks for reminding me. Bye, Richie.

[COMPLETELY oblivious to any concern on her end.]

Mmhmm. No problem. Later, Claire.

[ooc: I'm up for spamming anyway if you are, and I PROMISE to keep it crack if that's the case, but I've got nothing in particular that "needs" to be shared.]

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