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[le_mat]

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[le_mat]

Oh, you want to challenge me? If I try something you have to eat it

Fuck it this is now after the mind wipe

[policedefective]

Only if you eat it as well.

[le_mat]

[ > You feel a little dread.

> But your Guts is high enough that you accept the challenge!]

You're on!

on phone imagine it is text

[policedefective]

[It'sgl going to be a trainwreck but worth it.]

I'm ready whenever you are.

[le_mat]

I gotta run to the grocery for supplies. I'll meet you in the kitchen in... let's say an hour?

[policedefective]

I am curious as to what culinary disaster you are planning.

[le_mat]

gonna improvise

[He stops responding after that, off to the store!]

[policedefective]

[He'll just wait for Akira to show up, satisfied there is no way it will taste good.]

[le_mat]

[he actually goes a little over his estimate, coming home with a couple bags more than he needs for this- no point going again later for general supplies!]

Help me with these, would you?

[policedefective]

[That is a lot pf food what the hell.]

How much of the vile concoction are you trying to make?

[le_mat]

Twenty bowls, and you have to eat all of them.

[policedefective]

As per our arrangement, I will only be eating ten and you will be eating the first ten.

[...checkmate? Anyway he'll just grab something from Akira and carry it for him. What a nice guy.]

[le_mat]

The FIRST ten? I dont remember agreeing to that part.

[thankfully unless hes planning an elaborate murder suicide, not all these ingredients are for the soup. Hopefully. It's mostly their monthly staples]

[policedefective]

True, I did say we'd eat at that same time, but if you're going to try and murder me, I'd rather watch you go down first.

[He caught on to that quickly, but what's the fun in that? Murder is true comedy.]

[le_mat]

You doubt my ability to palm something into just your bowl? I'm insulted!

[policedefective]

Well then, it becomes a mind game, doesn't it? Maybe I'll switch it while you're not looking.

[le_mat]

Ah. But I know you well enough to just poison my own bowl instead.

[policedefective]

Perhaps. But then I might also anticipate that and not switch at all and only pretend to.

[le_mat]

True... guess I'll just resort to stabbing.

[policedefective]

I always have a weapon on me. We'd die together.

[le_mat]

Mutually assured destruction. How romantic. In the literary sense.

[policedefective]

[...]

In the literary sense. Right.

[le_mat]

[...

Right. They hadn't really talked about what he said when they were merged. The Pale happened and everything got sidelined. At the time it hadn't felt like he was being rejected, exactly. But he couldn't tell what "this" was.

He rubs the back of his head and turns towards the food, putting the last few things he won't need now away]

This is gonna take a bit. You dont have to stay if you don't want to.

not a real tag

[policedefective]

Oh thank the gods.

[And he never came back.]

[policedefective]

[And the mood turned sour...considering they were talking about killing each other, it's almost an accomplishment.]

And risk you poisoning my food? Certainly not.

[You're stuck with him.]