PC - Siffrin

[maladied]

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w2, sunday evening

[vivisexual]

[Siffrin is summoned to Yugamu's casual office.... And by that I mean the bar of the Erich & Wilburs where Yugamu's set up one of those clear plastic inflateable chairs with his ankle propped up. He has some sort of drink resting on the barstool next to him, but right now in his hands he's sipping from a vial of.... something.]

I'd challenge you to a game if I hadn't already put too much weight on my ankle today. What's up?

[siriuspuns]

You're never going to heal if you keep moving the way you do.

[ Uh. ]

I wanted to uh... check on you? After the, uh... Ramuda... thing.

[vivisexual]

Well I can't just sit around doing nothing!

[He needs to help!!]

Why me, though?

[siriuspuns]

Because...

[ McGillis is too difficult to talk to at the moment. Because they're not good at figuring out feelings talks for themselves, much less when it almost involved them being food for evil hand curse. Because they're a disaster of a person who can't help anyone else. ]

Because I don't come here often unless I wanted alcohol. I figured I would change it up.

[ They shrug. ]

And because you were with him. Were you close with him?

[vivisexual]

[He takes another sip from his vial.]

Hmm... I wouldn't say close? We were definitely friends, though. He made himself easy to get along with, after all.


Though maybe he wouldn't say the same of me... I don't know what to make of his true face.

[siriuspuns]

He sure was good at putting up a mask. Even McGillis was fooled!

[ Haha! ]

[vivisexual]

[Yugamu frowns.]

You shouldn't laugh. I'm sure Mr Fareed is very upset about it.

[siriuspuns]

[ Is that what they did? ]

S-sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh. [ They look away. ] It was… just a lot to deal with. This whole week has been awful.

w3, monday

[sideline]

[ hello, since i'm assuming siffrin will want to meet fran at his lab, they can both be here, though only in the main area of it and not in the back area. ]

Why do you want to make a bomb?

[siriuspuns]

To test how much this place can fix itself.

[ Shrug. ]

But I don’t really know how to make one. Do you have the ingredients?

[sideline]

There are less destructive ways to test that.

[ PLEASE SIFFRIN!!! but also. ]

Even if you did knew how to make one, I wouldn't tell if you if I did or did not.

[siriuspuns]

Any reason?

[sideline]

[ ... ]

Shouldn't it be obvious?

[siriuspuns]

What if it’s far from the boarding house?

[sideline]

There are still plenty other buildings nearby.

[siriuspuns]

Alright, alright. No blowing things up.

[ can't have fun here, damn! ]

But aren't you a little curious about this place?

w3, post trial

[vivisexual]

[Siffrin is invited to the arcade... Clearly we need to unwind.]

You're forgiven, though I'm not sure what you're apologizing for?

[siriuspuns]

[ ??? ]

For yelling at you. Obviously Seymour wasn’t going to survive.

[ (And you were just too stupid to come to terms with it.) ]

1/2

[vivisexual]

Oh! I think you were just responding as anyone would in that situation.

2/2

[vivisexual]

But if you really want, I suppose I could punish you a little?

[siriuspuns]

Punish me for what?

[vivisexual]

For lashing out at me? Clearly you need to be put in your place.

[He is basically doing a bit at this point.]

[siriuspuns]

Really? Punishment? And here I was sure we could lash things out like normal people.

[vivisexual]

[He laughs but it's a bit hollower than usual. You know how dissociation is.]

I suppose we must! You were all uh... tied up with how you were feeling about Seymour dying so you weren't thinking about me, right?

[siriuspuns]

…

[ They grip their arm. ]

It’s not like I cared for Seymour.

[ (Especially not after he tried to kill you all.) ]

I just don’t want those hands to get Nala.