[ She's a fast typist. Fast enough that the words don't catch up with her until they're all laid out on her display like that, stark and cold.
She thought about smoking a little weed. It was something she did less after she met Taylor, who always had a bit of a thing about it. Probably better for Lisa in the long run.
But it dawns on her, as she deletes what was nearly the worst text she's ever sent of all time, that she didn't really crack open anything to celebrate. It hadn't felt like a big deal at the time. There was a power vacuum. She needed to make sure Taylor filled it.
She pushes her chair as far out from her desk as her arms allow. For a moment, she doesn't look at the computer, or the HUD, or anything else.
She didn't celebrate. It didn't even occur to her to celebrate. What kind of person -
Fuck. Fucking Krouse. That annoying bastard. ]
once again u are hot dogshit at reading me i take it back i have no fucking clue how a moron like u survived this long heavy hitters or no
[ She's not trying to be funny. Not funny-funny. They're not on 'friendly ribbing' terms when every other word is still razor-barbed and volatile.
But he laughs anyway, dry and rustling, running a hand through his hair. Something about celebrating her wins set her off. He doesn't know why. Or he does, but he knows it only as an array of possibilities, not specifically. Because she's right. He's bad at reading her.
That just lately feels like less of a catastrophic imminent failure of intel and more like just - being bad at it. ]
my running theory is i annoy people enough they don't think straight about killing me.
not that you know anything about being extremely fucking aggravating
no mister cape formerly known as trickster i have no idea what baiting people is. why dont u mansplain it 2 me
[ This is better. The whole point of her messaging him in the first place was to get rid of the nagging splinter of power in her brain, the one that keeps reminding her of grief-time-birthday-older-missing-without you.
It's not a splinter that she can ever really fully pull out. Most of the time, it's not even about him. But this conversation is so stupid that her power pipes down, just a little. ]
do you want me to throw in a 'little lady' at the start, or does a vague air of smug condescension cover it?
[ Now he's trying to be funny. Not very funny.
But it's almost, almost like he's talking to an annoying girl he doesn't particularly like, and not a Machiavellian supervillain who runs a criminal empire with a smirk and a keyboard. ]
well now youve given your move away so nah i dont think it would hit as hard
what i rlly want u 2 do is surprise me. always fun 4 me 2 see how ppl try and pull that off
[ They're not having fun. But this is the first time Lisa might actually be okay with getting a message back from Krouse, even if it is annoying as hell. It's almost normal, and maybe that's why Lisa thinks he has a shot at surprising her. It's the least powers-involved conversation she's had with him of all time. ]
well now i'm fucked. if i'm trying to surprise you it's not going to be surprising.
[ He's seen people try to surprise her before. It hasn't gone well. Most of the things he jumps to are immediately and obviously not going to work. He doesn't know where he could get a random number generator around here either. ]
i talked to my imaginary friend until i think i was twelve.
huh yeah i never wouldve guessed that but it checks out if im doing pop psychology which is kind of my whole deal yeah it makes sense that the professional gamer is big in2 the power of the imagination
i used to like photography. same deal
[ she has a camera now, and no idea what the fuck to do with it. maybe this is her asking for advice. or maybe they're shooting the shit. it doesn't really matter, because there isn't much of a difference. ]
it's almost like i prefer escapist fantasies to reality
[ He's gotten digs in at himself after hers before, but this is, once again, not really like before. ]
i guess the eye motif has layers. should have known. you're going to tell me you're the second exiled member of the nobility on your team about the purple next.
[ He knows where their fucked up little puppeteer came from. That family drama played out live. But that's a sacrifice of strict reality he's willing to make for the bit. ]
were you the artsy kind of photographer or the myspace selfie kind? i'll trade you what my imaginary friend was.
maybe i was picturing you as an emo in it for the sense of conforming in nonconformity.
[ He wasn't, which she'll clock, but she can just enjoy being right about his imprecise question without explicit reinforcement. Especially considering - ]
he was an alien. i made him up because i wanted someone to explain earth concepts to. i'll save you having to psychoanalyze me: kid that didn't fit in wanted to make up someone even weirder than he was.
[ Krouse wasn't picturing an emo version of Lisa, but Lisa does that, just for the hell of it. The tips of her hair are dyed blue. She stops picturing it. ]
yeah ill give you that. ur weird but i meet weirder freaks than u every day. at least theres 1 good thing that came out of ur trip to superhero world
not trying 2 b comforting btw ur trip sucked shit and im not in the bizness of making u feel better. hence my lack of future career @ hallmark
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dont tell taylor but i thought about[ She's a fast typist. Fast enough that the words don't catch up with her until they're all laid out on her display like that, stark and cold.
She thought about smoking a little weed. It was something she did less after she met Taylor, who always had a bit of a thing about it. Probably better for Lisa in the long run.
But it dawns on her, as she deletes what was nearly the worst text she's ever sent of all time, that she didn't really crack open anything to celebrate. It hadn't felt like a big deal at the time. There was a power vacuum. She needed to make sure Taylor filled it.
She pushes her chair as far out from her desk as her arms allow. For a moment, she doesn't look at the computer, or the HUD, or anything else.
She didn't celebrate. It didn't even occur to her to celebrate. What kind of person -
Fuck. Fucking Krouse. That annoying bastard. ]
once again u are hot dogshit at reading me
i take it back i have no fucking clue how a moron like u survived this long heavy hitters or no
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But he laughs anyway, dry and rustling, running a hand through his hair. Something about celebrating her wins set her off. He doesn't know why. Or he does, but he knows it only as an array of possibilities, not specifically. Because she's right. He's bad at reading her.
That just lately feels like less of a catastrophic imminent failure of intel and more like just - being bad at it. ]
my running theory is i annoy people enough they don't think straight about killing me.
not that you know anything about being extremely fucking aggravating
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[ This is better. The whole point of her messaging him in the first place was to get rid of the nagging splinter of power in her brain, the one that keeps reminding her of grief-time-birthday-older-missing-without you.
It's not a splinter that she can ever really fully pull out. Most of the time, it's not even about him. But this conversation is so stupid that her power pipes down, just a little. ]
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[ Now he's trying to be funny. Not very funny.
But it's almost, almost like he's talking to an annoying girl he doesn't particularly like, and not a Machiavellian supervillain who runs a criminal empire with a smirk and a keyboard. ]
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what i rlly want u 2 do is surprise me. always fun 4 me 2 see how ppl try and pull that off
[ They're not having fun. But this is the first time Lisa might actually be okay with getting a message back from Krouse, even if it is annoying as hell. It's almost normal, and maybe that's why Lisa thinks he has a shot at surprising her. It's the least powers-involved conversation she's had with him of all time. ]
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[ He's seen people try to surprise her before. It hasn't gone well. Most of the things he jumps to are immediately and obviously not going to work. He doesn't know where he could get a random number generator around here either. ]
i talked to my imaginary friend until i think i was twelve.
not out loud. i wasn't certifiable.
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yeah i never wouldve guessed that but it checks out
if im doing pop psychology which is kind of my whole deal yeah it makes sense that the professional gamer is big in2 the power of the imagination
i used to like photography. same deal
[ she has a camera now, and no idea what the fuck to do with it. maybe this is her asking for advice. or maybe they're shooting the shit. it doesn't really matter, because there isn't much of a difference. ]
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[ He's gotten digs in at himself after hers before, but this is, once again, not really like before. ]
i guess the eye motif has layers. should have known. you're going to tell me you're the second exiled member of the nobility on your team about the purple next.
[ He knows where their fucked up little puppeteer came from. That family drama played out live. But that's a sacrifice of strict reality he's willing to make for the bit. ]
were you the artsy kind of photographer or the myspace selfie kind? i'll trade you what my imaginary friend was.
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nope the fam was just regular old bougie
myspace selfie due to being a 15 yo idiot
but obviously that meant i thought i was super artsy so ur question isnt that precise
now pay up i actually wanna know this one unlike all the other hideos facts i have 2 stomach abt u
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[ He wasn't, which she'll clock, but she can just enjoy being right about his imprecise question without explicit reinforcement. Especially considering - ]
he was an alien. i made him up because i wanted someone to explain earth concepts to. i'll save you having to psychoanalyze me: kid that didn't fit in wanted to make up someone even weirder than he was.
i guess that actually kind of worked out for me.
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yeah ill give you that. ur weird but i meet weirder freaks than u every day. at least theres 1 good thing that came out of ur trip to superhero world
not trying 2 b comforting btw ur trip sucked shit and im not in the bizness of making u feel better. hence my lack of future career @ hallmark
what is normie world even like