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@ -26,7 +26,7 @@ Debarre shrugged this off. "I don't need a great explanation. I don't need anyth
And with that, with a susurration of fur against clothes, she was Sasha. What thoughts before that had kept her as Michelle, as her human self, had been uprooted for the day and replaced with those that anchored her to a time, a context, a name. Debarre, of all the others that she'd met, seemed to understand this best, and he took this in stride.
"If I am honest, I do not know myself. At least, not truly. It is something that came to me in the moment." She paused to pluck a dandelion, twirling it between fingerpads, laughing. "I am still a little unnerved by it, myself. I remember thinking to myself, "I need a fucking vacation, but I should fork so that I do not leave the others in a lurch", and then there it was, the idea, already fully formed and ready to go."
"If I am honest, I do not know myself. At least, not truly. It is something that came to me in the moment." She paused to pluck a dandelion, twirling it between fingerpads, laughing. "I am still a little unnerved by it, myself, honestly. I remember thinking to myself, "I need a fucking vacation, but I should fork so that I do not leave the others in a lurch", and then there it was, the idea, already fully formed and ready to go."
"To use Aw-- to use eir poem for the names?"
@ -52,9 +52,9 @@ He frowned at her, straightening up. "When I tried to say 'AwDae' earlier, True
Sasha shook her head. "None of my forks have merged back down to me yet. I-- we decided that I would take some time off before reengaging. I have no memory of what happened."
"It was kinda terrifying." The weasel laughed. "She slammed her glass down and said something like 'do not fucking say that name'. I can respect wanting to keep things close to the heart, but I thought I was about to get in a fistfight."
"It was kinda terrifying." The weasel laughed. "She slammed her glass down and said something like "do not fucking say that name." I can respect wanting to keep things close to the heart, but I thought I was about to get in a fistfight."
"I am trying to picture either of us in a fistfight, much less with each other, and failing," she said, grinning. "I would very much appreciate this being kept between us, yes. Ey was not...the politics of em leaving for the S-R Bloc are complex. I have no plans to deck you if you say eir name when it is just the two of us."
"I am trying to picture either of us in a fistfight, much less with each other, and failing," she said, grinning. "I would very much appreciate this being kept between us, yes. Ey was not supposed to...well, the politics of em leaving for the S-R Bloc are complex. I have no plans to deck you if you say eir name when it is just the two of us."
"I appreciate that. Why'd True Name seem to think otherwise, though?"