AUDIENCE FOR: hot pants

[saturations]

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[fleshedout]

...Don't tell me it's human meat.

[saturations]

[a pause, and then they wiggle in a sort of amused way.]

Maybe. I don't get close to them!

[fleshedout]

And yet you know they like meat? What are you, some kind of kappa enthusiast?

[saturations]

No! They just went after my ankles when I ran away!

[fleshedout]

...

Maybe walk on two legs so you have less ankles to bite.

[saturations]

[:\]

Or I could just ride on your shoulders.

[fleshedout]

[Raises an eyebrow.]

How old are you?

[saturations]

[what is this question]

... Uhhh. [sweats.] I don't remember. Why?

[fleshedout]

Because only a little kid asks something like that. [A beat.] You don't remember?

[saturations]

I'm not a little kid. [they pout slightly.] But no. I don't. Not exactly, anyway.

I know I'm not like a baby or anything.

[fleshedout]

...

Is this part of your memory problem? You used to know it, but now you don't?

[saturations]

[they think about that, the static flickering.]

... Maybe. I think I did know once.

[fleshedout]

[.......Hm.]

Does it bother you, not remembering?

[saturations]

It didn't until you guys got here.

[fleshedout]

[She stares at them, for a moment.]

Do you think you were someone before you became this?

[saturations]

[protesting:] I've always been someone.

I - I'm not sure. I've been this as long as I can remember.

[fleshedout]

["As long as I can remember".]

[Hm.]

Well, regardless...you're you. If you remember something, then let yourself remember. If you don't, you don't. As long as you're true to yourself, then that's what matters.

[saturations]

[there's a long pause as they consider that, and then the pixelated static sort of... settles. eases up, is less noisy looking.]

Yeah, I guess you're right. Thanks.

[fleshedout]

...


[.....She frowns slightly, before she looks away.]

Anyways, go feed the kappas. That's the deal, huh?

[saturations]

[haha hot pants has feelings and they're very soft everybody point and laugh]

Oh - right! Yeah. Do you want me to come with you? Or d'you, like, got 'em?

[fleshedout]

[she's going to pick up bass and yeet them into next week. bye and good riddance]

...Can you provide assistance in any way?

[saturations]

[farewell...]

I can probably hit them with a bit of color. Or distract them. You tell me what you want me to do.

[fleshedout]

Hm.

[HMMM.]

Are you good at staying out of danger?

[saturations]

Uh, duh. The kappas totally didn't get my ankles.

I can do little images. [they wave a hand, and a wash of purple is left behind as they do.]

[fleshedout]

You have a lot more than ankles. And show me an example. That's just purple.