Yup. Let's do it. Maybe you take notes, so when we get the opportunity to, we hotwire a car for you.
(Horrible influence, but at least she's fun, right? Her eyes glow for an instant, and Maelle gets the sense of what Sophie means. The autonomy as she sits on the passanger's seat, the thought process of starting the car, fixing the mirror, putting it in Drive.
(Telepathy is fun, okay? And the reason why she does these things with Maelle is not only because they're stupid and ridiculous and, well, again, fun, but because there's more to telepathy than the scary bits. That she is also great at! But, you know.)
Girl, second time you mention Sciel's shitty parking. Did she hit the car into a building or?
(Her hands go to Maelle's shoulder. She's never looked as much 'this is serious shit' as she currently does.)
Inside that place, Maelle, is gold. All the gold. A lot of shit I miss from home and I get to drag you to experience with me, including food. And we're taking half that mall home. Let's go.
Like.... a big gift for Gustave, Sciel, and Lune? A communal sweater that they can all share when they need it, or three matching ones, or one big one for them all to crawl into when wine drunk?
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Hey, kiddo.
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[Not this time. Sophie's lucked out.]
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(It's a joke, and she says it softly before she catches the keys.)
What if you drive and I drive? For fun.
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What?
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[Also. Maelle is short.]
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[The low population is a blessing.]
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(Horrible influence, but at least she's fun, right? Her eyes glow for an instant, and Maelle gets the sense of what Sophie means. The autonomy as she sits on the passanger's seat, the thought process of starting the car, fixing the mirror, putting it in Drive.
The freedom!)
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... I think Verso would not like this very much, but I think this would be a good way to help Sciel learn how to parallel park.
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(Telepathy is fun, okay? And the reason why she does these things with Maelle is not only because they're stupid and ridiculous and, well, again, fun, but because there's more to telepathy than the scary bits. That she is also great at! But, you know.)
Girl, second time you mention Sciel's shitty parking. Did she hit the car into a building or?
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It's not so much that as much as... People were looking. And watching. It was like a minute, but it felt like years.
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(Her revenge shall come. Except — Holy fuck, is that the Mall of America? Good thing there isn't any traffic, because she stops the car immediately.)
We gotta go in there. ASAP. No time to explain. Go, go, go.
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Huh? What?
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Inside that place, Maelle, is gold. All the gold. A lot of shit I miss from home and I get to drag you to experience with me, including food. And we're taking half that mall home. Let's go.
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[She blinks owlishly at Sophie. What's the big deal?]
Is this one special? Different?
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[Actually? Sounds great. She doesn't want to think about Verso.]
Where do we start?
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Maybe... maybe you can help me pick something out for Gustave?
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... Maybe a gift box? For the three of them might be nice. Just say it was your idea, though.
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God, I started drinking so much more wine now that I'm hanging with the French.
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[Anyway!!! She looks to the mall. They should at lwast get inside if they want to be out by tomorrow.]
Shall we, Soph?