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WHO: Thistle and a WEED INTERLOPER
WHERE: Thistle barn
WHEN: Also skipping to early morning 14 (I'm sorry day 13 you're getting skipped all over)

[At some point in the night Yata brought a friend over for a sleepover, and now someone is crawling out of his bed to raid Thistle's fridge and use their shower]

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[debug_mode]

[SURPRISE, said friend is a weed. But, is a weed literally ever anyone's friend.]

Good morning everyone. Please call me your name. Yes, I am a weed. I am here to spy on your home, learn your secrets, eat your food, use your shower, and test your patience.

Should you successfully repress your urge to throw me out long enough, I will eventually disappear, probably without so much as a goodbye. I may take some of your stuff with me on the way out. If you do try to throw me out physically... well, you could, but maybe not the best idea? Not a threat, of course, just saying.

Nice to meet you! Are you glad to meet me?

[TRUTH FIELD ON]

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[laughing]

I'm glad they get to meet you.

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[Yata meanwhile is sitting the kitchen counter, swinging his leggies and making sure nobody has a problem with Your Name getting to the fridge]

Oh no we've been invaded.

[debug_mode]

[truth field off.]

I knew I could count on you Yata.

[truth field on. YES, YOUR NAME WILL CHEAT.]

1/2

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[doesn't even know the truth field exists to call her out, criminal! He attempts to make a sarcastic joke but the truth field forces sincerity out of his mouth, ew.]

We're friends, you can always count on me, and I'm really hopeful you like Thistle so we can hang out more--

[pictureimperfect]

[SLAPS HAND OVER HIS MOUTH AAAAAH THAT'S NOT BRATTY SARCASM AT ALL]

[survivaltricks]

[now in his cute punk pajamas since sleeping in that maid outfit would have been misery]

[lifts a hand to give her a small wave]

Just pick up after yourself before you go.

[debug_mode]

Aw. Always? That's... that's more than expected. Always is a very long time, you know!

Though I guess I'm really wondering how far you'll go. When it comes to me asking for favors from you, I mean! If you'd ever really hop ship to Weeds, like we talked about.

[debug_mode]

That's all you care about?

[pictureimperfect]

Okay maybe not always always because it's impossible for a human to stay with a supernatural forever no matter how much I want to, but for as long as I can. Plus I don't really care about the weeds or the snake or sheep or whatever, I just care about my friends and I can do way more favours for you on this side--

I MEAN.

SHIT.

[debug_mode]

[okay she better turn the field off before he gets too suspicious.]

Ah, but you assume I'm human! --Just kidding! Maybe.

But, that is true. Bell-collars can do a lot of stuff... but they're also sorta enslaved to Blossom, so.

[survivaltricks]

[also unaware or the truth field, but honestly not much is changing even with it activated]

Well, it'd be annoying if you tried to "trap" me into saying something that enforces your world view again. So maybe don't do that?

But otherwise, yeah.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . . . . . sorry what??]

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[he's too embarrassed to really process she might be doing anything his internal monologue is just AAAAAAAAAAAAH]

Y, Yeah, well, Blossom's a nerd! We'll rebel if she's annoying!

[debug_mode]

...I said it right?

You might as well put your own black collar on if you believe in all the things you said about 'freedom'.

[debug_mode]

Gosh, it's really true... I fear she's already doing a lot, though.

I asked her right out what "herd mentality" actually means... I didn't like her reply.

[debug_mode]

'Tried'?

[survivaltricks]

[he actually wasn't gonna say anything about it (just make a quiet note that she had made the offer to Yata), but when she speaks, he squares his shoulders]

The color of someone's collar or staff doesn't influence the things they believe in, or the actions they wish to take. You can stand for freedom no matter what "side"— [AIR QUOTES] — you were brought in for.

That's what I believe.

[survivaltricks]

[an exasperated look; IT IS TOO EARLY IN THE MORNING FOR THIS]

Do you want breakfast? All we have is grilled fish and figs, but I'm pretty good at cooking fish now.

[debug_mode]

Well... then, you're unique.

[oh oops, yeah this is the truth field being off, just ftr]

But, you're wrong. Blossom herself described "herd mentality" as "sharing an identity, one that you're rewarded for the more each of the team agrees."

Does that really not scare you? You yourself offered me a way to get spray paint... why was that? Did you associate spray paint with freedom, somehow? It seemed limited. Like if all of you picked up some spray paint and did some fun vandalism, that's freedom. But... is it?

[debug_mode]

That sounds palatable. I hope you have seasoning! Maybe pepper pods?

[9tenths]

Sure am. How'd you meet our Yata?

[ with the truth field on, that can't be a lie, but it is definitely a weird answer with her preamble.

otoh this is exactly how Mitsuba told her he'd react, so maybe she isn't surprised. ]

[debug_mode]

He saw me hurriedly taking food from the 'breakfast buffet' the other day and felt sorry for me. I was offered figs and other things when I was hungry. Weeds doesn't get a barn or tree with fruit. Well-- I'm sure most everyone knows that. Not that I'd particularly want a barn, per se. Shelter would be nice. But... it seems sort of insulting to be associated with something an animal would live in.

Anyway, we met a few times since then, and he invited me here. Your Shepherd Lupin had also given me an invite and so I decided to take him up on it.

Is that what you expected?

[shortforever]

I'd be happier if I weren't meetin' you first thing in the mornin'.

[That truth field...]

[survivaltricks]

Someone from Bluebell gave us salt too, so it won't be bland.

[nod nods!]

I'll get started, then.