week 3; sunday; love group

[selfimmolates]

[a questionable child, a dragon doormat, a protag with a growing harem, a shitlord musician, and a team normal walk into a bar (game room) (on sunday morning)...

aka just tag/top-level/threadjack as you like, there are five of us so what is order]

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[selfimmolates]

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What the hell.

[covenantal]

[ He can't help a sudden grin. ]

It's pretty surprising, isn't it?

[selfimmolates]

That's... one word for it.

[requiemed]

Can you use that as much as you want...?

[covenantal]

Not sure. I haven't tried. Actually, I haven't used them at all until now.

[requiemed]

The person who gave them to you didn't give you any guidelines?

[covenantal]

Not exactly.

[requiemed]

Here's hoping it's not a one time thing, then.

[covenantal]

It's not. They used them on me to demonstrate their ability. It can be reused, though I don't know if there's a limit.

[requiemed]

Maybe you should check with them.

[covenantal]

[ A nod. ] That couldn't hurt. I will. The only reason I showed them to all of you is their potential as a tool ... if a slightly disturbing one.

[ Yu frowns thoughtfully at the glasses. ] If they can be used repeatedly, then they're not far off mind control.

[requiemed]

At least it's you who got them. I can't imagine you doing anything bad with them.

[covenantal]

[ Oh. Well ... that vote of confidence is nice. ]

I'll do my best.

[requiemed]

I mean, can you imagine if Catra got them?

[She was about to say Blackfire, honestly, but that feels a little mean spirited now.]

[covenantal]

Catra...?

[ Yu considers the glasses. Thoughtfully: ]

She might mess around with them, but I can't see her using them with ill intent.

[ BE NICE TO HIS CATFRIEND. ]

[symphonise]

[ she opens her mouth to say something, then closes it. it's not worth it. ]