Haa???? What nonsense is that? It's not about what he is given? Of course it is! What if I gave him a rock! A rock, Koby! That is not at all a proper gift, and I would absolutely know gifts. I am a god, after all — we are quite adept at receiving tribute that suits both criteria you speak of.
I do not see how you intrude. Are you two not involved? [ why are you so contradictory mister koby onepiece ]
All right, all right, maybe not a ROCK. I just mean you don't have to get him a MONUMENT or something! Just give it the same attention you did at the holidays or whatever. I'm just letting you KNOW.
Well. Yes. But that's different. I mean I think he'd like to be with just you. For some of it.
You are very lucky I am smart and capable and do not sleep, or I would complain further about how belatedly you have given me this information. Had you given it to me the day of, I would think you were trying to sabotage me. Needless, I will come up with a pleasant gift for him.
How is it different, though? The time that you two spend together is clearly precious to you both.
I was debating whether you'd know already, and then I remembered you're the two most frustratingly obscure and indirect and vague individuals in this house and knew it was up to me.
It is, yes. Which is why I'll stop by with my own gift at some point. But It's your first. You know. Together.
I am not indirect or vague!!!!!!!!! [ HDU KOBY?????? ] You people simply do not know how to correctly petition a divine entity for information! It takes a certain degree of curiosity. That's why I like you, you are nosy and do not simply settle for a single answer. You attack from all angles, it is quite refreshing.
As for Shanks.
I could turn into the clown he pines over? What do you think. [ SET NO ]
You're CONFUSING, is what I mean. Neither you or Shanks makes it easy to get close, whether on purpose or accident I can't decide.
[A pause.] You like me? Really?
[Another pause, but this time to bury his face in his hands and sigh, long and heavy enough that Lincoln the duck gets concerned.] Do NOT do that. He likes you because you're YOU. That's the one thing you've got going for you.
How do you mean? I know I am difficult, but Shanks is quite easy to be close with. He's not hard to understand.
[ Says Set, who is notoriously BAD at reading and understanding EVERYONE. Maybe that's why he likes people with strong convictions: they're easier to figure out for him, because he can count on them adhering to what they believe in, instead of being sneaky little jerks ( like Osiris ). ]
Of course I like you, Koby. Your will is strong and you are very clever. I have always enjoyed people like that. It does not mean I will be merciful toward you if we fight. It just means I like who you are.
[ ok tho............. he still thinks it'd be a fun gift??? ]
[Huffing, flopping back on his bed, Lincoln crawling to rest on his chest.]
Have you ever considered that maybe he's easy to understand to YOU because of your connection? And that this is part of why he likes you? Because I assure you, he's very mysterious to most others.
Oh. Thank you. I like you too. [Matter of fact, just that simple -- accompanied by a photo of Lincoln sitting on him.]
Maybe if you talk about it ahead of time. Not as a surprise. I think he liked the nose, unfortunately.
[ Sadly, Set has no pictures of his terrible badger being cuddly and sweet. Instead, he sends Koby a recent image of said badger hunkered in a shadowy corner of his room, teeth bared and eyes shining like the devil in the camera's flash. The text across the image reads: Cursing me again. <3 So cuuuuuuuute ]
What was your relationship like with him? In the place you came from. Mystery or not, you're quite endeared to one another — that isn't a trifling bond.
[That is objectively a terrifying beast -- but Lincoln makes soft "wak" sounds and pokes at the phone with her beak, and her opinion counts for a lot.]
Would he try to eat Lincoln, do you think? Or could they be friends.
[There's a weighty pause.] Do you mean our real world? Or the village in between?
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I do not see how you intrude. Are you two not involved? [ why are you so contradictory mister koby onepiece ]
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Well. Yes. But that's different. I mean
I think he'd like to be with just you. For some of it.
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How is it different, though? The time that you two spend together is clearly precious to you both.
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It is, yes. Which is why I'll stop by with my own gift at some point. But
It's your first. You know. Together.
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As for Shanks.
I could turn into the clown he pines over? What do you think. [ SET NO ]
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[A pause.] You like me? Really?
[Another pause, but this time to bury his face in his hands and sigh, long and heavy enough that Lincoln the duck gets concerned.] Do NOT do that. He likes you because you're YOU. That's the one thing you've got going for you.
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[ Says Set, who is notoriously BAD at reading and understanding EVERYONE. Maybe that's why he likes people with strong convictions: they're easier to figure out for him, because he can count on them adhering to what they believe in, instead of being sneaky little jerks ( like Osiris ). ]
Of course I like you, Koby. Your will is strong and you are very clever. I have always enjoyed people like that. It does not mean I will be merciful toward you if we fight. It just means I like who you are.
[ ok tho............. he still thinks it'd be a fun gift??? ]
Hm. Well, that works for me. I hated the nose.
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Have you ever considered that maybe he's easy to understand to YOU because of your connection? And that this is part of why he likes you?
Because I assure you, he's very mysterious to most others.
Oh. Thank you.
I like you too. [Matter of fact, just that simple -- accompanied by a photo of Lincoln sitting on him.]
Maybe if you talk about it ahead of time. Not as a surprise.
I think he liked the nose, unfortunately.
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What was your relationship like with him? In the place you came from.
Mystery or not, you're quite endeared to one another — that isn't a trifling bond.
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Would he try to eat Lincoln, do you think? Or could they be friends.
[There's a weighty pause.] Do you mean our real world? Or the village in between?