[ Elysion is truly just 🧍♀️ vibes right now, watching her fall back and scream despite not having eyes. He makes a little echo sound that almost sounds inquisitive. ]
Wh-what are you doing here? Are you f-following me?
G-go away! Shoo!
[Which is going a lot easier on it than she thought she might have. Frankly she had been terrified to receive either Narja or her weird pet, and only a rational conversation, assurance of support, and a few days without incident have lowered her hackles some.
A sliver of that primal fear is creeping up again, seeing as the damn thing will not leave her alone.]
[ Poor Fukawa... that's fair though. That's the biggest hangup that Narja feels at the moment. Speaking of which, she finally arrives, who calls Elysion back to her side. ]
Sorry, are you okay? He just wanted to get to know you...
[She comes to her hands and knees, shakily making her way to standing. Eyes on the pair of them in her trailer door.]
Is it b-because I smell? I'm already b-bathing more than I ever have before for you people, it's never good enough. Just accept that I'm repulsive and keep your eyeball th-thing from sniffing around me all the time!
You say that you're just "some girl", but I don't know the standards for that. The only example I have is myself and others like me. I want to understand you.
[There's a guttural sound in her throat. How is she supposed to refute this? Also, is this even true?
Truth be told she does not watch the living side all that closely. When it's mostly on the girls she chooses to ignore half of what they say and do. It's bad enough to be forced to witness a bunch of modelesque beauties get fawned over at every turn, just because it's her job now she's got to be glued to the screen for it? Forget it. She does know Narja's not human (no, REALLY?? who could have GUESSED), and tends to exhibit a lot of childlike behaviours whil in the buxom body of a programmer's wet dream. Ergo, she infuriated her on principle.
She still didn't expect to become the subject of her...interest. Let us hope it is interest and not appetite.]
Y-you've been living with a bunch of girls on the other side for how many weeks now, surely you've gathered some things. What exactly is it about m-me, specifically, that you want to know?
B-because I'm not some simpering bimbo who has to sm-smile all the time and please everybody even when I'm screaming inside? [which is what all girls did, unless they were truly so vacuous they could taste unfettered happiness.] I just don't l-like m-m-molding myself to other people's tastes. What's the point when you're a l-lost cause anyway?
[she puts her hands on her hips.]
I'm j-just some wretched hag nobody wants to bother with. Girls only have v-value when they're pretty, and n-n-nice all the time, or put on phony personas just to attract pea-brained men. And it's better if they're b-big boobed and also virgins.
You don't have to do all those things... like smiling or pleasing everyone. You can still be happy without doing them, as long as you can cater to yourself. You say that you're a person who nobody wants to bother with, but that's not true here, right?
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G-go away! Shoo!
[Which is going a lot easier on it than she thought she might have. Frankly she had been terrified to receive either Narja or her weird pet, and only a rational conversation, assurance of support, and a few days without incident have lowered her hackles some.
A sliver of that primal fear is creeping up again, seeing as the damn thing will not leave her alone.]
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Sorry, are you okay? He just wanted to get to know you...
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[She comes to her hands and knees, shakily making her way to standing. Eyes on the pair of them in her trailer door.]
Is it b-because I smell? I'm already b-bathing more than I ever have before for you people, it's never good enough. Just accept that I'm repulsive and keep your eyeball th-thing from sniffing around me all the time!
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I don't think you smell. Elysion can't smell either. He thinks you're interesting and I do too.
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[just gives her this look. Both of them actually.]
You c-can't be serious. I'm just some girl. Go pester someone else, I have n-nothing to offer you.
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[ Though, to be fair to Narja: ]
You say that you're just "some girl", but I don't know the standards for that. The only example I have is myself and others like me. I want to understand you.
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Truth be told she does not watch the living side all that closely. When it's mostly on the girls she chooses to ignore half of what they say and do. It's bad enough to be forced to witness a bunch of modelesque beauties get fawned over at every turn, just because it's her job now she's got to be glued to the screen for it? Forget it. She does know Narja's not human (no, REALLY?? who could have GUESSED), and tends to exhibit a lot of childlike behaviours whil in the buxom body of a programmer's wet dream. Ergo, she infuriated her on principle.
She still didn't expect to become the subject of her...interest. Let us hope it is interest and not appetite.]
Y-you've been living with a bunch of girls on the other side for how many weeks now, surely you've gathered some things. What exactly is it about m-me, specifically, that you want to know?
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[ ... ]
But I understand if you don't want to.
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B-because I'm not some simpering bimbo who has to sm-smile all the time and please everybody even when I'm screaming inside? [which is what all girls did, unless they were truly so vacuous they could taste unfettered happiness.] I just don't l-like m-m-molding myself to other people's tastes. What's the point when you're a l-lost cause anyway?
[she puts her hands on her hips.]
I'm j-just some wretched hag nobody wants to bother with. Girls only have v-value when they're pretty, and n-n-nice all the time, or put on phony personas just to attract pea-brained men. And it's better if they're b-big boobed and also virgins.
There you go. Girlhood, in a nutshell.
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Girlhood sounds complicated and... unnecessary.
[ Straight up. The fuck is this shit. ]
You don't have to do all those things... like smiling or pleasing everyone. You can still be happy without doing them, as long as you can cater to yourself. You say that you're a person who nobody wants to bother with, but that's not true here, right?
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[hmph.
But her assessment makes Fukawa blink. Her brows furrow.]
Th-that's because they're nosy busybodies.
[well. Not all of them. But enough.]