shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Actual aliens then? Cool.
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(Deirdre holds up her lantern and looks at the shadow Libre casts)
Yeah, doesn't look like you're anywhere near my purview.

Ah, where are my manners. Deirdre's the name. Deirdre of the Lantern. What's yours?

 

Huh.
(Marcus' shadow, too, gets inspected under lantern light)
Looked Baltreshki, but ain't Baltreshki. What a strange world we live in. How did you come by it?

 

I was born in it? The, uh, world?

 

Oh no, silly, I meant the ability.
Like I was born blind, y'see --
(She gestures to her closed eyes) -- but the Ghost River Rite gave me the gift of Sight.

 

Maybe it's rude to ask everyone personal details and also scan them without permission.

 

I was born with it, then. It's a uh, gene. It's genetic. It's just not, uh, common in humans, I guess. And I've never met another meta who does the blood thing.

 

Huh! Stray gifts are an odd thing. Uh, I hope people aren't too bad about it, at least?

... This is one of those Living People Things, isn't it. Can't turn of the Sight, though. Visions as Tershoët seems fit. And I'm fairly certain he can tell me that himself, he's been answering me in a discernible manner so far.

 

Well, you're sure blabbing what you See everywhere.

 

is that x-ray vwision?? am i naked to you?

 

Well, they're fine to me. 'Cause they don't know. Which isn't, uh, the same thing, I guess. So let's give that one a resounding, um, "no". Sorry about your eyes.

 

...Look, I don't pretend that I'm a good person, all right?

 

That sounds like an excuse.

 

He's very mean to Itch. It upsets me. I'm upset.

 

[juice hides their face in their hands]

 

(Deirdre just stares blankly at Janie)

...Whatever works, I guess? Don't be sorry about the eyes. The Ghost River Rite would've fried them regardless, and I do not regret heeding Tershoët's call.

 

What?

 

Itch isn't very nice either.

It's sort of an accident, and it's not right, but it is what it is. I'm glad you're okay with it though, I uh, know some people who wouldn't be. It's nice seeing someone who's, um, okay with who they are.

 

She isn't. Sometimes people don't know how to be nice.

 

i knowv howv to be nice to people vwho deservwe it!!

 

I like assuming most people deserve it.