[ There's a tone bordering on condescending that he tries to reel in quick. She's not clueless. Just because he doesn't get her reasoning doesn't mean she's clueless. Try again: ]
I don't--that's not just a fog thing creeping around. It's a killer--something that came with Steve and Nancy. I've never heard them say anything about it's...domestic qualities.
[ Not clueless. She's seen it in a trial, even if she's not entirely sure what it is. Nobody explained it to her and she barely saw it that round. Some kind of experimented on mutant dog, is what she thinks. ]
Would a fog thing creeping about be any less worrying? [ She pauses, side-eyeing the thing. ] ...I did say I bribed it with chocolate, right? Maybe they didn't think to do that.
[ LIKE. YEAH. BUT- ] ... Probably works different on monster dogs. [ Hopefully. Or maybe it's a good thing she potentially killed it with candy. It won't change its mind and eat her. ]
Well... [ What is the plan? Hm. She was just seeing if she could get it to like her at first but- ] The plan is, I get it to love me then I train to bite and then I feed it a person.
You know who. [ Feeding people to a monster is dark and horrible but also it's totally justified and hilarious and fun for them if it's Freddy. Maybe other killers because fuck those guys but she wants to see a thousand teeth pop a particular head off. ]
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Who the fuck told you to give it candy? Where are you? How did you find it?
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...Hey. Nobody told me to do it. I wasn't sure what else to do and that's what I had in my bag. Seemed like it wanted something.
I'm in the woods a ways off from camp. It just wandered over and now it's sitting here.
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[ There's a tone bordering on condescending that he tries to reel in quick. She's not clueless. Just because he doesn't get her reasoning doesn't mean she's clueless. Try again: ]
I don't--that's not just a fog thing creeping around. It's a killer--something that came with Steve and Nancy. I've never heard them say anything about it's...domestic qualities.
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[ Not clueless. She's seen it in a trial, even if she's not entirely sure what it is. Nobody explained it to her and she barely saw it that round. Some kind of experimented on mutant dog, is what she thinks. ]
Would a fog thing creeping about be any less worrying? [ She pauses, side-eyeing the thing. ] ...I did say I bribed it with chocolate, right? Maybe they didn't think to do that.
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[ But like....could be fun. Grudgingly, he wonders: ] Okay, but...like which person?
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