120414-Lily-Libby

[09:13] GT: Yo, 'Mom'.

[09:13] GT: Been a while, hasn't it?

[09:13] SO: T.T. o ( I suppose. How are you, love? )

[09:13] GT: Fan-fucking-tastic.

[09:14] SO: T.T. o ( That's good! What's new in your life? )

[09:15] GT: Oh, you know, getting over the brutal trauma inflicted on me by the one person that I truly trusted, seeing if there's a record function on my sick new robo eyes, making out with Sorser like there's no tomorrow...

[09:15] GT: The usual, really.

[09:16] SO: T.T. o ( what trauma? Lily, darling, who hurt you? )

[09:16] GT: How do you have the fucking gall to ask that.

[09:16] SO: T.T. o ( I'm your mother. Of course I'll ask that. Tell me who hurt you so I can take care of it. )

[09:17] GT: She's very close to you.

[09:17] SO: T.T. o ( Meouet!? )

[09:17] GT: Likes the color red and gouging out the eyes of her daughters.

[09:17] GT: Perhaps you know her.

[09:17] SO: T.T. o ( Meouet gouged out Kolena's eyes?! GODOS! )

[09:17] GT: What? No, oh my God.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:20] GT: It's you. You gouged out my eyes. Can you remember that? I understand it might not seem like a big deal compared to turning me into some sick twink-troll hybrid and physically preventing me from talking to my matesprit, my fucking MATESPRIT, but jeez.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:21] SO: T.T. o ( Lily, I would never do that to you. You know that. I'm your mother. I love you deeply, I would never inflict on you what Jack did to me. )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:21] GT: Yeah?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:21] -- galliardTartarologist [GT] sends isthisproofenough.jpg --

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:22] GT: ((it's a picture of lily in her current state))

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:23] SO: T.T. o ( Oh GodOS. Lily I can promise you that it wasn't me. I would never harm you. Someone must have disguised themselves as me, I swear to you I will find out who and they will suffer more than you can possibly imagine. )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:23] GT: ...You're not pulling my leg here?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:32] SO: T.T. o ( of course not. Lily, I may dislike the fact that you have an idiot for a father, and it might benefit you to not have eyes as a Seer <span style="color:rgb(232,0,3);">, but changing those things is something I would wait for you to CHOOSE, not force upon you. You're my daughter. You're the Heir to the Archives. Why on Arena would I harm you? )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:33] GT: ...OK.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:33] GT: I'll believe you.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:34] GT: But I swear, if this is some sadistic trick to get my trust back, I will end you. I don't care how, I will motherfucking END you.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:34] GT: ...That said, it's really fucking good to know that wasn't you.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:35] SO: T.T. o ( Oh darling. I'm so sorry such a terrible thing happened to you. But you have my robo eyes. How did you get them? )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:36] SO: T.T. o ( Not that I mind YOU having them. When that Nullar girl had them it was most upsetting )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:36] GT: Ehehe. I heard about that. All the grownups are freaking out because apparently I've been marked for death by evil Jack twink dude.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:37] GT: After a jovial round of hide the salami, of course.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:37] GT: To be fair, he does have a very nice suit.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:38] SO: T.T. o ( Wait Jack? Jack has completed your Primer? )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:38] GT: Don't think so? I don't even have one. You/evil other you fucking deleted it when I tried to make one.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:40] SO: T.T. o ( What? That's terrible. Your father is a hacker. Maybe he can pull a backup for you? )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:43] GT: He can try. You were pretty fucking thorough, though.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:43] GT: Think I might've gotten a copy to Thiago before you nerfed it, though. I can ask him if he's still got it.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:44] SO: T.T. o ( All right. You do that. If you need help, just let me know )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:45] GT: ...Yeah.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:45] GT: Yeah.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:45] GT: Love you, Mom.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:45] SO: T.T. o ( I love you too, darling. Please don't forget that. )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:46] GT: Shouldn't be too hard. I've got a pretty good memory. 8P

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:48] SO: T.T. o ( All right. I'll let you be then. I'm sure you have a lot to work on. )

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:49] GT: Talk to you soon, Mom!