Audience: Yuri Leclerc

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[they reach to pat him on the cheek. their hands are very warm, and covered in glowing cracks that look like lava.]

Me too, bud. [as for the last part:] There are five of you. One of me. Do you want me to just tell you who else is Wrath aligned? Not as if it matters.

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[ cozy. he'll allow it. ]

Sure. I've already chatted with Endorsi, and I could take a wild guess at which group some of the people here are in but... better to know than not, right?

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[they count off on their fingers.]

Endorsi is one, yes. Love that girl. You, HK-47, Primrose, and White. Not a bad combination of people!

-- Well. Mostly. I think HK-47 and literally anybody is a bad combination.

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[ ohhh. ]

Primrose, huh? Somehow I'm suprised and not surprised all at once. [ silk hiding steel comes to mind. ]

... HK-47's the, uh. Charming metal man, correct?

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The charming one that broke the elevator? Yep. That's him.

[don't just DOXX HIM.]

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[ ... ah. ]

So that's how you got stuck, huh?

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Sure is! Asshole!

[... their feet burst into flames? it's probably fine.]

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[ okay flamey feets, the message is loud and clear. ]

... I feel like I already know the answer, but accidental or on purpose...?

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[ANGY]

No idea! Don't care! [something twitches inside their hood.]

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[ twitchy.... ]

Well. At least you made it out of there in one piece.

[ you... you did pick the bot for your team, wrath. ]

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It's a good thing it was the four of us! If I had to spend hours in an elevator with Despair I would have exploded!

[aubins]

[ ... pfffft. ]

Not a fan?

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Have you met them?

[flaily hand gesture.]

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Very briefly. Fond of calling us "meatbags", isn't he? The metal man, I mean.

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[stop your wrath mod is bad at reading comprehension]

I am the opposite of a meatbag! That's why it's stupid!

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[ hm! ]

What would you choose as a demeaning nickname, then? Meatbag fits me pretty well, loathe as I am to admit it.

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I don't know, something having to do with bones, probably. Bonebag?

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All of us have bones too? [ gee wrath, who let you have a special derogatory nickname? ]

Then again what do I know. You're hiding away under all that material, after all.

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I have more bones. [stop.]

Guess what's under here! I dare you.

[aubins]

[ huh. ]

Well, I've seen your feet. So. More fire?

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What a boring answer. [they honk his nose.]

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[ he goes slightly cross eyed ]

Sorry, was I suppose to guess a rippling eight pack?

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Yes! That would've been so much better!

Wrath has an eight pack! I heard Wrath is fucking shredded! [they pat him nose.]

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Alright then. [ he'd tap wrath on the chin but where the fuck even is wrath's chin. ]

I heard Wrath is so shredded their eight pack has an eight pack. And it's on fire.

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[does he actually try to reach into the hood or]

Yes. You're my favorite. Tell everybody this. The rumor, not that you're my favorite.