[ she's settled down at one of the seats reading through a book of some sort, it looks like, but she glances up when flayn comes over. flayn looking for the scrunchie is probably a good idea, because it. actually does change up, some days.
in fact, her hair's down today; with the magic power of picrew she looks closer to this on account of the weather, actually, albeit with her usual waist bag and thigh pouch rather than the messenger bag there, and full stockings rather than just below the knee socks like in that picture. and of course scar, which a lot of picrews don't give you the option of for some mysterious reason, gee.
it doesn't look like her scrunchie is immediately visible. probably hidden by the layers somewhere? ]
[ohhhh... 45 is so pretty and flayn is a little jealous, honestly. it's fine! it's fine.
anyway, since she can't see the scrunchie, she'll get right to the point.]
I heard that the sequins on some people's scrunchies have changed color to gold - I was hoping to find someone whose had. Would you mind terribly if I looked at yours?
[ she'll roll the neck of her sweater down a little to reveal that it's around her neck, but... it's just a white scrunchie. the ears are the same pale rose-peach? ]
... Who can say, with such a limited amount of data.
It could mean a number of things. It could simply be an indicator that you've killed, here, though I'd presume you tried finding someone else who's had to share that responsibility and asked them first.
It could also relate to those numbers we keep seeing. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you are one of the last three remaining from where you came, are you not?
...hmm... well, I must confess that there are not many things I know. And the ones I do know, I do not always understand. [...] Is there something that you know that I do not?
[if redacted means kill that ship has already sailed she executed yams!!!]
Well, there is only one way to find out, is there not? On the count of three, we blurt out something we know that we think the other does not. How does that sound?
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in fact, her hair's down today; with the magic power of picrew she looks closer to this on account of the weather, actually, albeit with her usual waist bag and thigh pouch rather than the messenger bag there, and full stockings rather than just below the knee socks like in that picture. and of course scar, which a lot of picrews don't give you the option of for some mysterious reason, gee.
it doesn't look like her scrunchie is immediately visible. probably hidden by the layers somewhere? ]
I suppose?
Is there something I can help you with, Flayn?
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anyway, since she can't see the scrunchie, she'll get right to the point.]
I heard that the sequins on some people's scrunchies have changed color to gold - I was hoping to find someone whose had. Would you mind terribly if I looked at yours?
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[ she'll roll the neck of her sweater down a little to reveal that it's around her neck, but... it's just a white scrunchie. the ears are the same pale rose-peach? ]
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Oh... that is rather disappointing.
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Where did you hear of this at all, if not from observation?
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[she holds out a piece of paper. it looks blank.]
I saw it on this?
[why does that sound like a question.]
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... Ah. Another one.
What does it say?
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It says to...
[...]
I am sorry. That was untrue. [...] The truth is, when I look at mine, they look gold. But I am not sure why, and I want to find out.
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It could mean a number of things. It could simply be an indicator that you've killed, here, though I'd presume you tried finding someone else who's had to share that responsibility and asked them first.
It could also relate to those numbers we keep seeing. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you are one of the last three remaining from where you came, are you not?
[ ... ]
When did it turn gold?
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...it is true that there are only three of us left. But I am not certain if that is it.
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There must be something else. I wonder what it is that you and I do not have in common, 45, to account for the difference.
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Mine changed yesterday.
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Haha. Shall we start listing out traits blindly and see if that sparks any ideas?
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[does this make "gullible" flayn's trait]
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[ which well, they wouldn't be doing this if they knew what they were looking for.
flayn, unfortunately, is too nice for peak gremlin 45 hours. ]
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...hmm... well, I must confess that there are not many things I know. And the ones I do know, I do not always understand. [...] Is there something that you know that I do not?
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well
so long as they aren't going to [redacted] anyway ]
I suspect I might, but how relevant any of it might be is another thing entirely. Besides, I would hardly know what you might or might not know.
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Well, there is only one way to find out, is there not? On the count of three, we blurt out something we know that we think the other does not. How does that sound?
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that is not even remotely close to what [redacted] is. ]
That's.
Certainly one way to get the second task done.
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[no]
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Well. What could the harm be, hm?
[ lmaaaaao ]
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[SHOOT.]
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[ no one ever said this would have to be relevant. ]
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I— [wait. that derails what she was going to say.] Someone told me the same thing! Did that information come from you?
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Anyway. Go on, continue what you were going to say. ♪
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[...]
It appears we knew the same thing after all.
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Besides. Perhaps I was a source of that information. Who could say.
[ this is still valid on a technicality. ]
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