[not again] catchall for beau

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w0, sunday arrival

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[It's a bit after Flayn ran away from the profiles... and she's back.

More to the point, she's trying to sneak back over there as stealthily as she possibly can. Right now, she's waiting for everyone to clear away from them, just out of sight. Why? Who knows. But she's poised like she plans to move quickly once the way to the board is clear.]

[disreguarded]

[ huh.

beau makes her way away from the profiles... but she also hides, to try and see what flayn is going to do. ]

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[the coast is clear!! once beau is out of sight, flayn darts forward quickly - and immediately sets to trying to pick the case's lock.

it isn't going well.]

Oh, please..!

[disreguarded]

[ beau's pretty good at being quiet, and she's also barefoot, which is why she creeps over behind flayn and peeks over her shoulder. right up against flayn's ear: ]

Hey, whatcha doing? [ hehehehe ]

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[she isn't expecting that in any sense of the word, so when beau's voice is suddenly right there in her ear, she lets out a shriek]

Eeeeek—!

[HELP.]

...B-Beau?

[disreguarded]

[ beau, the asshole that she is, stumbles back a step because she's laughing so hard. sorry, flayn. ]

Holy shit, you've got some pipes on you, ladybug. [ wheeeeze. ] Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you that bad.

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[well, at least beau is enjoying herself.]

No, it is alright, I should not have been quite so loud... [she's torn between embarrassment and worry.] I did not hurt your ears, did I?

[disreguarded]

No, I'm fine. I've had worse. Don't fuss. [ she pushes her hair back out of her face. ] What are you doing?

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[curses. caught out.]

I was hoping to make some corrections to the information written about me.

[disreguarded]

[ she immediately looks at flayn's pass. ]

Which part?

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[ghkja,hfjhg]

Wait, do not look at it!

[disreguarded]

[ TOO LATE SHE'S LOOKIN 👀 ]

... Oh, huh. That's a long nap.

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I beg you, please put that out of your mind..!

[disreguarded]

[ absolutely not, tell her the secrets ]

You really don't want people to know how old you are?

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No, I do not!

[insert something about never asking a woman's age here]

[disreguarded]

Why? It's not even that bad. Doesn't change how any of us see you either, I think.

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Perhaps it does not change how you see me, but...

[MMMMGHHHHH. She's so used to keeping it a secret; she doesn't know what to do now that the information is Out There.]

[disreguarded]

Nah, I get it. Not everybody can be as shameless as me.

[ she tilts her head back. ] Why does it bother you? Not saying it shouldn't, I'm just curious.

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I...

[She bites her bottom lip.]

...my family is... a little different from those around us. If people were to discover just how different, it could end... poorly.

[disreguarded]

[ ahhh. ]

Got it. [ she purses her lips. ] I mean, you could say the paper is lying. Or lie about why your family is different?

Or I can beat up people who get too nosy.

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...unless there is something inaccurate on anyone else's, I doubt anyone would believe that.

[She sighs.]

And I really am not a skillful liar.

[Wait.]

Please do not beat anyone up!

[disreguarded]

I can try to teach you how to be a pretty good liar instead, if you want. Instead of beating people up. [ she GUESSES. ]

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You can?

[teach her the art of deception!!]

[disreguarded]

I can try, yeah. [ what if she just sat down right here and gestured for flayn to do the same ]

Here - try lying right now?

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Very well!

[she sits down and... tries to lie.]

...um - I do not like you very much.

[immediately, she feels bad for even saying such a thing, and guilt clouds over her expression]