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[traitorously]

Okay, so it's actually been a while since we went back, but things have been busy. Ish. [And Catty's lazy]

The point is, I took a group of people back in time to see if we could find out anything interesting or important, and the answer is...not really. We ran into a kid called Lieuen conducting a business deal sixty seven years ago - I think he was selling sculptures? I don't know, I didn't see that one.

About a hundred and seventy three years ago, there was apparently a really great harvest, because there were a bunch of kedan planning a festival. I didn't hear them speaking, but the kedan I did hear...I don't know, the way they spoke was simpler? It's hard to explain properly, but I guess the kedan hanging around in the present have evolved. Or their language has.

Probably the most interesting was the fact that about three hundred and forty nine years ago, Keeliai got completely wrecked. Well, okay, partially wrecked, but something big hit it. It was really hard to see or hear anything for some reason, but the Emperor's boyfriend - sorry, Evandau - was there running security checkpoints. And there weren't any kedan around at all. A few looked pretty similar to our glorious leaders, and there was a big thing about identity. Like, the checkpoints were all scanning cards and making people ask questions, that sort of thing.

So! I don't know if any of that is helpful or interesting to - well, anyone, but that's what we saw. I'm not sure when I'll start getting things organised to go back a second time, but when I do, I'll probably hit up that last place again. Maybe if I spend three days in the same place, I can find out what was going on.

[She gives everyone a quick salute and a grin] Catty, out!

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[traitorously]

[She snorts] Yeah, I guess that makes me a pretty crappy romantic choice, too. [Bitter, Catty? Never]

[fatedchaos]

Will you shut up and listen to me? [She's going to hit you.] You're not a crappy romantic choice. Not even close. Like, even a little bit close.

[traitorously]

[I'm dead, she's about to say, but stops herself. And not for any altruistic reason like not wanting to throw it in her friend's face again. No, it's the entirely more selfish thought that she doesn't actually want to discount herself as a romantic choice for her friend.] So you'll be my reference, then? If I ever get another date, I can just say, go talk to Vanessa, she'll yell at you until you believe how great I am.

[fatedchaos]

I won't have to yell. People listen to me. [For some reason. She still doesn't really get that.] And if they don't, I'll slam my fist in their faces until they do get it.

[Whoa violence.]

[traitorously]

[Catty picks her words carefully, here] I can see you feel pretty passionately about this.

[fatedchaos]

[Was that too much? What's too much anymore?] You're my best friend. You deserve to be happy.

[traitorously]

[She smiles] I am happy. The Atrox is dead, I'm here with you. I'm just single.

[fatedchaos]

You could have more than that. [Eyebrow wag...gle???]

[traitorously]

[There's a brief second where Catty actually thinks she means something else entirely, and she just sort of stares at the other girl. Is that her breath catching in her throat? Of course not.

But it's only a second, and then she's rolling her eyes] Oh yeah? Who are you suggesting here, because I'm pretty sure the last guy I had a meaningful connection with was Dorian.

[fatedchaos]

[Vanessa has no idea what she means because for half a second, she thinks well yeah sure, why not her. Girls, guys, what's the difference. Okay, there's a lot of difference, and Vanessa doesn't find herself sexually attracted to girls.

Right? Right. Okay.] Uh, there are plenty of guys here? It's a turtle full of guys. And Dorian's hot, but... I don't know. [Wait, this is all public, isn't it?]

[traitorously]

You know that like, both the guys I've landed so far only wanted me for my scroll at first, right? A turtle full of guys doesn't actually help. [She laughs] I'm telling him you said that. But yeah, he's not exactly dating material.

[fatedchaos]

New dating pool that has absolutely nothing to do with who we are or were or anything. [So, yeah. It definitely helps in her opinion.]

What? No! Why would you do that? Don't tell him that! [Her hands flutter in front of her.]

[traitorously]

I don't know. Maybe it's better if I just leave it for now. I think I'm still suffering from the trauma of those demons my father made me date.

[She giggles] Why would I do that? Mostly so I could get you to do that.

[fatedchaos]

Maybe that's what you need to get over it. [Catty's reluctance is weird to her, but at the same time, she gets it, too.

And now she's glaring.] You're terrible.

[traitorously]

Not all of us just have boyfriends falling into our laps like you, you know. [Her teasing is friendly this time, though]

Yeah, but you love me.

[fatedchaos]

[xc] I didn't ask for that either. And I don't have boyfriends falling into my lap or anywhere for that matter.

You drive me crazy.

[traitorously]

Uh huh, whatever you say. [Slllllllore]

But you love me, right?

[fatedchaos]

[She's not the one who has had sex tyvm.]

Of course I love you.

[traitorously]

[That was like, one t - okay, guy, one guy]

Then that's all I care about.

[fatedchaos]

You have a really short list of things you care about.

[traitorously]

[An easy shrug, for all that she feels like she's kind of in the middle of the ocean without a floatation device right now] I took care of everything else. But you're always been near the top of the list, anyway.

[fatedchaos]

[A small smile flickers over her face.] Same here. With you on mine, I mean.

[traitorously]

[Catty smiles back] Good! That might've got kind of embarrassing, otherwise. [She tilts her head a little] What are your plans for the afternoon?

[fatedchaos]

You know me, I'm not really the embarrassing type. [A shake of her head.] Nothing, why?

[traitorously]

I want to go out with you. [The words were actually picked deliberately, but she'll never admit to that. Just asking a friend to do something, you know??] We should do dinner and then go pretend to be Kedan Monroe or something.