[He doesn't really have any proof against this, so he accepts it. Picks up the toy brought back to him so he can toss it like before.]
Yeah. Lup claims to know who Aquila is, but some of the stuff in their room... didn't seem to match who they were? Like... they're pretending to be other people almost. But I don't just mean "staff."
Black feathers, a closet full of cloaks, weird view outside the window. Room looked kind of like your room? Stone, medieval. Desk had a lockpick bag in it. And weird, potent medicine?
Did Lup say whether she thought they're impersonating the person she knew, or that the person she knew is trying to impersonate someone who would have that kind of room?
Give yourself more credit. Neither of us really realized something was off until after we left and talked about it. I don’t know who Aquila is, so how was I going to know if anything was off?
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[Usually they won't, but they can. He doesn't say this bitterly really, though. He glances up.]
Did you come to scold me with optimistic philosophy again? [...] Used your key, by the way.
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[he'll stop lecturing after that, though, especially given what jason says next.]
You did? On what?
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An A appeared on it when I went looking around. Grabbed Lup because she would have yelled at me if I didn't. Went into a room near all of ours.
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Aquila's room.
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[Obviously, he says this like there is more, but before that:]
You didn't know what the key did when you gave it to me? Is there a reason you didn't take it aside from my infamous investigation skills?
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[he shakes his head, though.]
No, I had no idea what it would do, and the reason I gave you before is the only reason.
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Yeah. Lup claims to know who Aquila is, but some of the stuff in their room... didn't seem to match who they were? Like... they're pretending to be other people almost. But I don't just mean "staff."
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...What do you mean? What was in their room?
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Black feathers, a closet full of cloaks, weird view outside the window. Room looked kind of like your room? Stone, medieval. Desk had a lockpick bag in it. And weird, potent medicine?
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[thinking, thinking...]
Did Lup say whether she thought they're impersonating the person she knew, or that the person she knew is trying to impersonate someone who would have that kind of room?
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[squinting...]
Why would they go to all that effort?
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[He shakes his head.]
Their contract, I guess. They're acting. Playing parts.
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[he nods, though, even if he looks thoughtful.]
It's probably not a good idea to bring this up with any of them.
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[He looks thoughtfully pensive into the distance.]
We weren’t the only ones. Pretty sure people looked through eight of them with similar results.
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[he nods after a moment]
I'm glad you took Lup with you. I wouldn't have figured out anything was off with their room.
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[He waves a hand.]
Give yourself more credit. Neither of us really realized something was off until after we left and talked about it. I don’t know who Aquila is, so how was I going to know if anything was off?
I guess Lup did come in handy, but still.
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Are you worried about my self esteem? That's sweet of you.
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Cut that out.
[His Manly and Cool image.]
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[1/2 affection week and 1/2 desire to be obnoxious]
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Just gonna headlock Rupert so he can mess the shit up out of his head. Noogie.]
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[he is a noodle, so he's powerless to stop this.]
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[He is messing up the hair. It’s funny. He lets go after a minute.]
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