[He stares at her, lowering his hands. A flicker of surprise, then sheer amusement - but there's something extra to it. Its certainly mixed with fondness.]
How am I supposed to know these things? Come on, its nonsense, right?
Apparently not. [ there's a price, and the price is probably nova related. ]
[ pictured, me and crystal circling each other warily with knives out, but a look of acknowledgement of our doom in our eyes: ]
Or a way of getting more nova? I don't know. I'm not really sure what the goal is, proventing people from touching each other after two weeks of doing the opposite.
[ .... she has a Thinking look on her face. hold on. she starts rummaging through her pockets with a Serious Look on her face. this skirt has pockets, dammit ]
no she does not have a knife. she does, however, pull out a pen. and looks at it waaay too thoughtfully, considering it's just a pen. ]
I'm going to try something.
[ so. hopefully... this will work? and i'm saying it will because the mods are allowing zuko to pet people with brooms, so. she leans forwards and
taps hansa's forehead with the end of the pen. she's half wincing, like she's expecting there to be a shock but... there isn't one. and she looks - and feels, honestly - delighted when she realises it worked. ]
It must just be things that are... on you? Like, the bandana's tied around my waist, so maybe that makes the difference? [ it still sounds stupid? but.
this means she can now...
... use the pen to knock the brim of his hat up. ]
Yup. It’s like a costume shop, but... setting appropriate?
[ onwards! appropriate headgear awaits! ]
Oh, I’m getting more than one. There’s no way I’m going through another week with only two outfits. [ was there anything good about the space station, really? ]
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pfft. ]
[ it’s the sheer indignation in his voice and emotions that gets her. ]
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[He stares at her, lowering his hands. A flicker of surprise, then sheer amusement - but there's something extra to it. Its certainly mixed with fondness.]
How am I supposed to know these things? Come on, its nonsense, right?
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You were so offended. [ how can she not laugh? but it's with, not at. fond and warm, not mocking. ]
...
No, it's stupid. They must really want that rule to stick, though. [ it is a good thing she didn't actually tug his hat though, wow. ]
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[
(hansa voice) .............oh no, i'm doomed]Its a strange rule, to be sure. I guess its just its way of adding another layer of protection? Who even knows.
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[ pictured, me and crystal circling each other warily with knives out, but a look of acknowledgement of our doom in our eyes: ]
Or a way of getting more nova? I don't know. I'm not really sure what the goal is, proventing people from touching each other after two weeks of doing the opposite.
[ .... she has a Thinking look on her face. hold on. she starts rummaging through her pockets with a Serious Look on her face. this skirt has pockets, dammit ]
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[Now he's just looking over at her curiously, interest with confusion rising to the forefront.]
What's up?
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no she does not have a knife. she does, however, pull out a pen. and looks at it waaay too thoughtfully, considering it's just a pen. ]
I'm going to try something.
[ so. hopefully... this will work? and i'm saying it will because the mods are allowing zuko to pet people with brooms, so. she leans forwards and
taps hansa's forehead with the end of the pen. she's half wincing, like she's expecting there to be a shock but... there isn't one. and she looks - and feels, honestly - delighted when she realises it worked. ]
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[Is all he says, confusion lingering, before she reaches forward. Alarm spikes, thinking she'll be shocked, but...]
[Oh.]
[The relief that comes is instantaneous, before a little bit of contentment peaks its head, dressed with amusement.]
...There are easier ways to figure out my head isn't all metal, you know.
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[ wow. ]
It must just be things that are... on you? Like, the bandana's tied around my waist, so maybe that makes the difference? [ it still sounds stupid? but.
this means she can now...
... use the pen to knock the brim of his hat up. ]
Well, I'm glad it didn't shock you, at least.
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[He'll reach up to pluck the feather off of his hat, before, with obvious mischieviousness, moves to tickle her nose. This is dumb.]
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oh no.
she has made a mistake.
she sorta bends back to avoid the feather. acck. this is so dumb. ]
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[But he'll spare her for now, reaching up to put the feather back in his cap.]
[He winks, a spike of playfulness, affection - except the wink just looks like him blinking. Good job, Hansa.]
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at least the idea comes across, even if the eyepatch ruins the whole effect. ]
You just have an ammunition advantage.
[ she does not have a big hat with a feather to tickle people with. not today, at least. ]
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[A beat.]
Or you could just go get yourself a hat. Same thing.
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I refuse to be stuck with only two outfits for the entire week, so yes. I will get a hat.
[ and then it’s game over, she’s going to retaliate and win (no) ]
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[He's grinning. Its hard to believe this all started with Alex worrying about memories, and now its just them discussing pirate hats.]
...Anyways, are you feeling better?
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...
anyway, good point. by this point she'd actually kind of forgotten how freaked out she was at the start of this. ]
... Yes, actually.
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[He's honestly happy!]
Do you want to go back into town? I mean, this dock is nice and all, but its hardly scenic.
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Thanks.
[ she takes a look back over at the water, before nodding. ]
Have you had a chance to look around yet? [ she nods at the hat. ] There's a whole shop of those here.
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[He's already turning, gesturing for her to follow.]
Let's go, Alex. Your hat awaits.
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[ onwards! appropriate headgear awaits! ]
Oh, I’m getting more than one. There’s no way I’m going through another week with only two outfits. [ was there anything good about the space station, really? ]