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[propulsion]

"You have reached the life model decoy of Tony Stark."

sending crystal
written correspondence
private scenes

Comments

[deceivingly]

I am not stupid. I will not set myself on fire. While you are working, I will be being very good and well-behaved and will be ready when the glove is done being made.

And I have an opal, big one. Very expensive, very big, like baby's fist. It will be yours. This is a good, good trade, I am telling you.

[propulsion]

That's a compelling pitch. Sold.

But opal upfront. Or you can gimme a drawing of an opal and we'll call it a down payment.

[deceivingly]

Good!

My brother will be drawing the picture. He is a famous artist, very famous. You will be happy with this. People will be jealous of you owning even the picture.

[propulsion]

Now you're just gilding the lily.

But yes I would like it framed please.

[deceivingly]

Do not worry. I have never gilded anything. I will not begin to do it now.

[propulsion]

I trust you completely.

Why now?

[deceivingly]

[ ￢_￢ ]

Will the knowing of this be a requirement for this glove?

[propulsion]

Mmhm.

[deceivingly]

What if I say there are two opals. One is like a baby's first. The other, it is smaller, but it is prettier.

[propulsion]

You think I'll tell anybody? Secret's safe with me.

[deceivingly]

Opals could also be safe with you.

[She sighs.]

I am taking care of myself, always. I am an Avvar. I am living among Lowlanders, knowing who I am. We are the strongest people. I am not afraid of this shard in my hand. I would be not afraid to cut off my hand. But why would I be doing that if there were a thing that would make my hand the strongest hand?