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Is that what you think of me? Fickle and capricious, caring only for the bodies you have left?

[She watches Natasha a moment more - then sighs, long and almost sad. Her perfect posture does not droop, but she closes her eyes before she speaks next.]

Have you ever had a pet, girl?

[That wasn't what Natasha meant, but she doesn't know just what she did mean well enough to have a real answer for her, so she doesn't try to clarify, to defend herself.

She does answer the question, though.]

No. Never had the time, or the opportunity.

Of course not. [She gestures dismissively with one hand, reopening her eyes.] Still, you will hear my words. When one brings their pet a gift, they do not only seek obedience. They wish to see a flicker of joy.

[She seems unusually pensive. With the new words said, her silence takes on new meaning - she is curious, rather than impassive.]

This form. Does it suit you?

[The curiosity in the Fog God's tone takes Natasha of guardd. Her image of the God so far hasn't been one that had an interest in whether or not the people she brought here adapted well to their changes. Some of her follows seemed to have convinced themselves that she cared, but Natasha's own impressions had been... less personally interested.

She hesitates to answer.]

That depends what you mean by suits me.

[If this weren't a dream, Natasha very likely wouldn't have even considered an honest answer. Something about the strangeness, about the curiosity in the question and the fact that lucid or no, this wasn't real inspired her to consider it though.]

I can't say I enjoy it.

it's already fucking october again
it's been a year since the mountain

i'm feeling kind of weird about that

Don't blame you. It's weird.

We've been through a lot.

Don't think either of us expected to be here this long, either.

right?
i mean i don't know if it really counts as a year for me
since i was gone for two months of it
but i wasn't home then either

it's hard to stop thinking about how long it's been

want to go drinking?
we can pour one out for the mountain

It counts. Executive call n this one. You you got here in October, and you're still here now.

That makes it an anniversary.

I could definitely drink.

an anniversary it is, then. one year in starter-hell. what a thing to celebrate

shall i bring rustbucket around or would you rather stay in? i can come over and bring booze

Soeki's 30th is coming up.
He wants you to have dinner with us and Jade.
You'll come, right?

For Soeki's birthday?

I don't have anything more important going on than that.

Are you planning to be in any state to drive when we're finished?

prrrrobably not
maybe we should stay in
it's just nice outside

I suppose we could climb out on the roof.
If you're really in the mood for some fresh air.
And you don't think you'll fall off.

when the sun goes down i start feeling weird inside some nights
roof would be fine
if i fall off i'll survive
wouldn't be the first time tbh

Sounds like a plan.

i'll fetch booze and be there soon

[And sure enough, it doesn't take him long. Not even an hour later, he's showing up on Natasha's doorstep with a twelve back of cheap beer and a couple of bottles of whiskey.]

[Natasha is quick to answer the door, expecting him. As always, her house (the one that used to belong to the lawyers) is a maze of spiderwebs. Unlike the office, Soeki's not here all the time to battle them back, and they've taken over.

Normally Natasha would be a little self-conscious about the proof that she's no more immune to her instincts than the rest of them. Soeki is close enough that she doesn't worry about it though. She simply takes one of the bottles and studies the label as she steps aside to welcome him in.]

You mean business, huh?

[The webs don't really bother him much. It's not like he has any room to talk when once in a while, he'll fuck off into the woods unannounced for a few days at a time to be a bear. He keeps them out of the reception office at work but that's more for their clients' comfort than this own.

He lets her take one of the bottles, and heads inside, hefting the twelve pack onto a table.] Oh yeah, I mean business.

I think it's just hitting me really weirdly right now. That it's been a whole year.

Good.
It's the 13th.
I think I'm going to try and arrange it for the day, but I have to make sure we can make that work for Jade first.

Can't exactly blame you for that. It's been a weird year.

[She uncorks the bottle with one clawed hand, pausing briefly to angle him a curious look.]

Should we even bother with glasses. Seems like maybe it's not worth it.

Sounds good to me. Just keep me filled in on the plan and I'll be there.

Guess I should find a gift now.

The fact that it's been a year period... It's fucking crazy. [Soeki pops the top off his own bottle of whiskey, and takes a drink straight out of the bottle.]

Fuck glasses. Who are we trying to impress?

[Natasha raises the other bottle to her lips and takes a long pull on it. With the way her processes poison, it takes a lot of alcohol to feel it.]

Clearly not each each other.

I will.

Me too.
He thought he was going to be 29 so I was just going to take him to dinner.
30 is way bigger deal though.

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