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[munchie]

cw: cannibalism kinda, underage sex jokes, brief nondescript ref to animal violence

Hiii everyone.

(Have an enthusiastic wave from a girl speaking in a perfected baby voice.)

My name's Jennifer Check and I'd like to put it out there that I'm now accepting human sacrifices. Sexual or otherwise.

(She smirks at her own joke, but really, she's starving.)

And I mean human specifically. I don't do that animal sacrifice bullshit. I'm not some psycho white boy who got turned down too many times by the pretty girl at school and who's weirdly obsessed with making Call of Duty half his personality.

(A big sweeping eyeroll. It's amazing how quick her voice went from Baby-Uwu to Frigid-Bitch. It's not a talent everyone could master, admittedly.)

Anyway. Is everyone around here a prude or something? I haven't seen any cleavage outside of my own in like a whole day. Holy shit. (...DRAMATIC REALIZATION...) Did I get kidnapped by the Amish...

(The last part is muttered to herself.)

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[munchie]

Yeah, good luck with that one, buddy. That system's been in place since the dawn of man, probably.

(Definitely.

She listens and to Jennifer's credit, she doesn't interrupt. Just actually soaks in whatever the hell he's saying. She does look bored at some point, gazing at her nails instead of the camera, but anyone with a sense of awareness would be able to tell she was still listening. She was just a teenager and didn't have the best Listening Face.)

So you're friends with the dude with the bitching locks? (Nice. She focuses on that before anything else.

She switches a leg over the other and leans back onto her hand, looking pointedly at the camera again.)

It takes like decades for laws to change and even when those laws change, it doesn't change how people think. Cause that's relying on other people to feel as strongly about the changes as you do. One person can't change a whole world no matter what stupid hippies will tell you.

(She rolls her eyes at the very idea of that being possible.)

Not everyone needs to be saved. What happens to your little dream then? (This is why Jennifer had selfish dreams, obviously.)

I'm in Cellar Door. Kinda towards the Boardwalk. There's a red light outside the building I'm in. It looks like a serial killer's hidey hole.

[thinkfirst]

[ It isn't the first time Flynn's heard that, and it won't be the last, so he simply smiles and shakes his head. ]

Nonetheless, I will fight. But, ah, yes. Yuri is my best friend. We grew up together.

[ And his affection is very, very clear: Flynn is sort of an open book about things like that. ]

And, really, that's... partially why Yuri and I are working on this together. I know very well that I will never accomplish the changes I'm looking to make alone. I need people to think the way I do, and that is going to take a lot of work. Possibly more work than restructuring the Knights, considering who makes up the Council—

[ But Jennifer! Doesn't need to hear him complain about self-obsessed nobles, he reminds himself, and presses his lips into a smile. ]

But, as you say, I'll have to find something else to do if I truly am to stay here. Like, perhaps, help your home look less like a serial killer lives in it. Unless that's the look you're going for.