catchall for emma

[leaberator]

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[leaberator]

[ there's a pause as he frowns ]

Yeah, I know what you're talking about. Some people here have an extra power, right?

[foodbin]

Yeah. Some people do.

[And she gestures at herself as she says that.]

[leaberator]

[ oh. oh. ]

Oh. [ he blinks ] What is it?

[foodbin]

It’s basically like... We pick a person each week, we get a whole host of info on them. Alignment, whether they’ve snuck anywhere this week, who they’ve talked to, if they have another power of their own. I’m like a glorified stalker, so that’s fun.

[leaberator]

[ ............. ]

Wait, you're the one working with Hisoka?

[foodbin]

It’s like I’m a babysitter, but the child is psychotic and asks if I want to sleep with him, and also, I don’t get paid.

[leaberator]

He asks if what.

[ why do they have that in common NO WAIT THAT'S NOT THE POINT ]

Never mind all that-- what did Sol tell you that convinced you to tell me?

[foodbin]

Yeah, I told him to fuck himself and things escalated incredibly quickly, so that was horrifying.

[She gestures towards her arm stump, though.]

I was asking about some kind of prosthetic. It’s part of the favor I’m doing him in exchange.

[leaberator]

[ ah... ]

Well, that makes sense. [ there is a long, long pause. ] Truth is, I kinda got one too.

[foodbin]

You’ve got what? Another power?

[leaberator]

Yep.

[ ... is he gonna like explain or ]

[foodbin]

Are you.... going to tell me what it is...?

[leaberator]

[ there's a long pause ]

Yeah. [ was he. hesitating??? ] You know those wooden puzzle boxes from last week? That was me. Long story short, I get to pick one vague option out of three and hope whatever I picked doesn't accidentally hinder us in the long run.

[ it's fun. ]

[foodbin]

...Oh. Do you pick every week, too, or...?

[leaberator]

Yup. According to Sol, whatever I picked this week will help find the corrupted next time there's a trial.

[foodbin]

...Thank you.

[With sincerity in her voice.]

Does anyone else know?

[leaberator]

I literally pick at random. Thank the universe.

[ he shrugs. ... and has the decency to look a little bit sheepish when he admits: ]

Your roommate.

[foodbin]

Why? Are the descriptions usually vague?

[She nods.]

That’s a good pick.

[leaberator]

[ ha ha ha. descriptions. his smile is sardonic ]

You tell me. My choices this week were "Calamity, Battle, or Purgatory".

[foodbin]

...Jesus.

[She sighs.]

Which did you pick?

[leaberator]

Battle.

[ he shrugs ]

Purgatory and calamity sounded a lot worse.

[foodbin]

...Really? I would have thought that Purgatory would be better.

[leaberator]

An intermediate state after people die? No thanks. Been there, done that.

[ it's a joke, but a little bit bitter ]

[foodbin]

...Wait, really?

[leaberator]

Sorta.

[ well, he's been to what might've been real purgatory, but that's not what he was joking about. ]

It was more like a state of being than a place.