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[explosivecombat]

[TEXT; LOCKED TO doitrockapella]

The offer for conversation is always open, should you desire to take me up on it; I can't guarantee that I'll respond immediately, nor will it necessarily be the response you want, but I'll always respond in some way.

In the name of enlightened discourse.

Comments

[doitrockapella]

Should I be flattered? As far as I know, you find me astoundingly fun.

[explosivecombat]

Do you want flattery or honesty?

[doitrockapella]

Will either one get me the same answer?

[explosivecombat]

Actually, no.

[doitrockapella]

Then I want the honesty.

[explosivecombat]

You definitely have weaknesses, and they're the sort I tend to like to exploit in people.

However, you're the rare sort that's more fun if I don't.

[doitrockapella]

Is that the only thing keeping you from exploiting them? That I'd be less fun if you did?

[explosivecombat]

What do you think I'm going to say to that?

[doitrockapella]

You might not get the chance to say anything.

[explosivecombat]

You know that I generally do what I like, regardless of the effect that my actions may have on other people; that there should be anything at all keeping me from exploiting them is rare in and of itself. The point is that I find doing whatever it is we do to be preferable over exploiting them; the specific reasons I have for not doing so are irrelevant, and (again, assuming you want honesty) not something I've given much consideration to, in the end.

[doitrockapella]

That's not particularly reassuring, given the way some of my other psychopaths have treated me.

That's not a complaint or an implicit demand for change. It's just information to keep you apprised of what I'm thinking right now.

[explosivecombat]

...Because it brings with it the possibility that one day, I'll decide that it's not enough. I'll find another plaything that can amuse me just as well, or I'll decide the entertainment isn't worth the effort. And once I decide that, I'll be free to exploit whatever it is I've learned as I see fit.

Is that it?

[doitrockapella]

Not quite. Take out all the stereotypical chessmaster tripe analogizing me to a puppet dancing for your personal amusement, and leave behind the part that directly conflicts with what you once told me about my not needing to be afraid of you.

[explosivecombat]

Let me tell you, then, that I've put more effort into protecting whatever relationship that I have with you than I ever did for the one with my significant other.

[doitrockapella]

You know that telling me that now just sounds like another way of exploiting a weakness of mine, don't you?

[explosivecombat]

Perhaps, but at this point there's really nothing I can say that wouldn't sound like that.

[doitrockapella]

[There's a long pause here, before an answer finally comes, and when it does it's heralded by the unprecedented click of the audio switching on, followed by the faint rustlings of white noise and the occasional snatch of music that might be that of Saffron City.]

Sie haben Recht. Das scheint zu sein wie es ist.

[And then she clicks off again, with just as little fanfare as she began.]