my weight in quarters

[keyed_up]

Soph's not immune to large coins anymore. She has now ducked into Milliways briefly, which she could - "never do before" - and left without incident. And Bella says she's torchable. So supposedly she could do almost anything, now.

What she wants to do is this.

She finds Tony - ahahaha, she can teleport now, no spending a pentagon every time wincing when she remembers where they come from - and says:

"Let's go blow my weight in quarters on arcade games and finish that James Bond marathon?"

(She has other friends, who she knows better than Tony, but they don't know about stuff, she wants to keep it that way, and she's going to be in a bit of a mood about stuff for a while; better to put them off until she's got her equilibrium back.)

Comments

[keyed_up]

"I don't remember ever hearing that."

[toblameforit]

"He used to get it all the time. Especially when he got older."

[keyed_up]

"When Bella finishes what all she's got planned and Jane comes back she's going to start waking up all the dead people. What do you think you'll do about your parents?"

[toblameforit]

...He sighs.

"I really have no idea. I mean, I don't want them to stay dead forever or anything, I just - don't know how to deal with them. At all." Wryly, "Pretty sure it's mutual."

[keyed_up]

"I guess they could just - I dunno, do you think they'll come back or just hang out Downside? Most people have to hang out Downside or it'll be ridiculously crowded here."

[toblameforit]

"Maybe Dad'll come take the company back," he snorts.

[keyed_up]

"Is there gonna be, like, a huge fight over it at that point because everyone will know that you can be dead-and-not-dead, or...?"

[toblameforit]

"Nah, I'd let him have it."

[keyed_up]

"Probably easiest that way."

[toblameforit]

He shrugs.

"It's not like he wouldn't let me help."

[keyed_up]

"Bella's thinking about forking and she's not totally sure her fork will want to merge after. And I don't like thinking about what would happen if she didn't."

[toblameforit]

"...aww, man," says Tony. He hugs her.

[keyed_up]

"Like, I don't see either one of them going, 'you can have it, I don't care' about the world," Soph sighs, snuggling up.

[toblameforit]

"That would pretty well suck," he says, cuddling her.

[keyed_up]

Snuggle. "You're cuddly," she sighs, and she eats a fry.

[toblameforit]

"I am! I'm very cuddly. And I'm stealing your fries." He noms one.

[keyed_up]

"Thief!" giggles Soph. "Nah, you can have all the fries you want."

[toblameforit]

"Thank you!"

Nom.

[keyed_up]

"You are most welcome, gracious gentlemanly sir."

[toblameforit]

He sporfles.

[keyed_up]

She sips her milkshake. She does not slurp; talking over the movie is one thing but slurping over it quite another.

[toblameforit]

Milkshake! Snuggles! Movie!

[keyed_up]

Yes.

If Soph didn't know any better she'd think this was a date.

[toblameforit]

Well, it's not.

It's just... dinner and a movie, with cuddles. After an awesome arcade adventure.

Yes.

[keyed_up]

It is. It is definitely those things. Those things are all very nice. Platonically nice.

Goddammit.

Soph focuses on the movie as best she can.