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[tipsygnostalgia]

Roxy is busy right now
but leave your message here and she will get back to it once she is no longer blackout drunk
or fuck deep in meowcats

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[tipsygnostalgia]

Sooo.. I guess that's that? Unless you had something else you wanted to talk about, or just hang out or something?

[speakveryclearly]

[Shrug and glance away, but accompanied by a smile.]

I wouldn't exactly be averse to that second option.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Roxy smiles, she hoped she'd say yes.]

We can just go chill out in my room then if you want. Sure we can find something to do!

[speakveryclearly]

Alright! [Kanaya 100% approves of this plan, and gets out of her idle position, ready to follow Roxy.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Roxy leads the way into her room, dropping down onto her bed and resting her chin in her hands.]

So whaaat~ do you wanna talk about?

[speakveryclearly]

[Kanaya sits on the floor cross-legged and drums her fingers on her knee.]

What about... Shopping.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Ooh! Hell yeah let's talk about shopping! So have you bought anything cool recently? I haven't, but I'm starting to try and save up my money so I can buy people things for Christmas, since that's coming up soon.

[speakveryclearly]

Mostly fabric. With the masquerade I've had to put my pillow purchasing initiative on hold...

[Oh wow Christmas. Is it - a year since last Christmas already? That blindsides her for a moment - wow, human calendars sure are weird!] That is coming up soon... goodness, I won't be able to even think about budgeting for that until next payday.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah, it's only four weeks away or something like that.

[Whiiiiich brings her to her next question]

What do you want for Christmas? I mean I know trolls probably dont celebrate it but I still think it's nice to get gifts for people anyways.

[speakveryclearly]

I...

[She has to think about this. All she ever really thought about was what to get other people. Her lusus dragged things in; that was... enough. Then she died.]

We had Twelfth Perigee's Eve. I miss it enough to participate in the closest equivalent.

[What does she want? She wants the orb hatched so she can stop wondering when to do it. But this isn't yet the time. There's another obvious answer - but that would not be possible either. Now that she's living a rainbow drinker novel she's not sure if she wants more... though it's a pale one and the other quadrants are regrettably lacking in her collection as it now stands, in either sense. At the same time she's seen how Earth books don't entirely reflect her preferences and - well, how exactly does one articulate that she's a lesbian vampire when she's also an alien?]

Hmmmmmm...

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh.. cool then, so you had something similar.

[Roxy watches her, waiting for some sort of answer]

If you can't think up something right now, it's ok!

[speakveryclearly]

[She casts her mind back to her last Twelfth's, back when everything was perfectly fine and predicted by Prospit, when she would read stories to her lusus and then go out in the snow and... oh.]

I did have a garden, back home.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh, so you like growing things? Man, I've never even seen a proper real-life garden before. Maybe there's somewhere here that sells plants or something.. hmm..

[She's mostly thinking to herself out loud right now]

[speakveryclearly]

[That gives Kanaya a pang somewhere in her undead body; she always forgets that Roxy's fauxternian upbringing comes with a downside for her, is a downside to her.]

I trust your resourcefulness. [Is what she says instead without hesitation.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

I'll think up something! [She's have to ask around, but she's certain she can find something Kanaya would enjoy. She hopes so, any way.]

[speakveryclearly]

[Kanaya's undeath is kind of like a desert: Almost literally anything will brighten it up. Hopeful would describe the situation. Ha.]

I'll wait. I do want to be surprised, after all.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Right! I wont spoil it by telling you what I get.

[speakveryclearly]

[Steepling her fingers a little.]

I haven't been spoiled for anything since Prospit. It's not... really the same, after that...

[tipsygnostalgia]

Man I wish I got to see Prospit. It sounded so much nicer, like I all I got to really see was Derse on fire and a bunch of blood, kinda leaves a bad impression on you.

[speakveryclearly]

Oh, it was certainly a lovely place. A golden palace.

...until the demon set it on fire. But while it lasted at least.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Someone set yours on fire too? That sucks. I don't miss it much though, I'll be happy at never having to set foot there again.

[YET IN HER FUTURE..]

[speakveryclearly]

[She puts her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands.]

Yeah. Everything is so much better in Exsilium. I'm so glad we're finally free from the game for now.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Me too. Like.. if my friends were here? I think I'd just want to.. stay here. Everyone complains about how horrible it is but I dunno, it's tons better than my house on Earth? Which is sort of sad.

[speakveryclearly]

[Her eyes are getting really washed out, almost whiter than yellow]

We can go out and just... buy things. With money. We could live wherever we wanted. We can't even die.

[tipsygnostalgia]

There's no Empress, or game trying to screw us over.