[ eyes back to the compendium and voice dripping with sarcasm ]
If you like your personas coming out all mangled like freak experiments gone awry then by all means, dear guest, see what happens when you ask an amateur do a job that requires a master.
[ oh my god she's been here like five minutes and she already wants to slam that compendium into his face
instead she just scowls, looking mildly offended. you'd think Igor would bother to make sure her attendant wouldn't be so.... this but evidently as long as he can handle the compendium, the job's his. ]
Well, how was I s'pposed to know? From what I got, you're here to help me out. Seems kinda dumb for him to go swannin' off and leavin' you here with me if ya can't even do anythin'.
[ ... it kind of looks like she touched on a sore spot there and she goes quiet for a moment, not sure what to say to him. He's not any happier about this than she is, after all, so maybe the best thing to do is just try and work with what they've got.
So eventually she pipes up; ]
Well... what can ya do in here? [ apart from sassing your guest ]
[ she looks faintly guilty at the idea, though. So the others can just swan off whenever they like, but he's stuck here all by himself and it's technically her fault. Great.
she goes quiet again, mulling the problem over. ]
Well... what kinda stuff would ya wanna do? Like, is there anythin' in particular or are you just that damn bored all the time?
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Oh believe me, my guest; you do not want me to do it for you.
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I figured if you're in here like he is, you guys can all do the fusion thing, right?
[ surely there's no possible way for this to go completely wrong ]
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If you like your personas coming out all mangled like freak experiments gone awry then by all means, dear guest, see what happens when you ask an amateur do a job that requires a master.
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instead she just scowls, looking mildly offended. you'd think Igor would bother to make sure her attendant wouldn't be so.... this but evidently as long as he can handle the compendium, the job's his. ]
Well, how was I s'pposed to know? From what I got, you're here to help me out. Seems kinda dumb for him to go swannin' off and leavin' you here with me if ya can't even do anythin'.
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You're absolutely right. It is dumb. Quite dumb in fact. Stupid, even. [ presses the compendium to his chest ] Idiotic. Moronic. Fool hardy.
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So eventually she pipes up; ]
Well... what can ya do in here? [ apart from sassing your guest ]
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[ but he lifts the book ]
And grab anything you may need from here.
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So I guess fusin' really is out... unless I'm down for creatin' monstrosities and I've seen enough horror movies t'know that's a bad idea.
How come you're so bored, though? What's so bad about this place?
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Tell me, do you see anything to actually do in this place?
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after a moment, her eyes settle on the glasses and bottles lined up on the shelves at her side and she glances back to him with a sheepish smile. ]
Unless you guys're allowed to drink on the job, then nah. But you ain't in here all the time are ya?
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I am. I am bound to your fate and your journey, therefore I must remain here.
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Wow, uh. No wonder you're bored.
[ she looks faintly guilty at the idea, though. So the others can just swan off whenever they like, but he's stuck here all by himself and it's technically her fault. Great.
she goes quiet again, mulling the problem over. ]
Well... what kinda stuff would ya wanna do? Like, is there anythin' in particular or are you just that damn bored all the time?