... A while. We weren't lying when we said it feels like we've been here forever, Phoenix. [they take a sip from their mug, almost as if stalling.] You don't think Winter is my real name?
[—and remove it. Winter's face snaps into focus for the first time since Phoenix met her, revealing the face of one (1) very wary teenage girl. Hewwo?]
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Thought there was more to it, things you couldn't say back then.
[ unless blue is naming them... ]
I have to admit, I've come across stranger names, but... Seems more like a title than name.
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Winter is still an actual name.
[after a moment's pause, because that is apparently important enough to mention.]
...But you want to know my real name, right?
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[ name discourse aside!!! ]
If you feel up to sharing.
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It's less if I feel up to sharing, and more if it won't get one of us stabbed by invisible knives.
[hm.]
But I think... it should be okay.
[and with that very reassuring(??) comment, they reach up for their hat--]
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... Um. Veronica Sawyer. Hi.
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[ he's not entirely surprised by this turn of events, but he smiles. ]
... Nice to remeet you...... young'in.
[ shut up phoenix ]
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[IT'S TIMEY WIMEY SHENANIGANS, SHUT UP. She is not actually older than him but now she's dedicated to this.
Anyway, she holds out a gloved hand to him.]
Veronica Sawyer. It's nice to officially meet you, young man.
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[ he smiles, though, and shakes her hand. ]
... Thanks. For trusting me.
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[You're a millennial, bINCH.
She awkwardly shrugs, after a beat.]
... It's whatever.
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[ tsunronica.... ]
So, how'd you get mixed up in all this?
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[A light shrug.]
Same way you did. I woke up on a bus, and then... I was here. At camp.
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Then you got enlisted to run this sorry excuse for a game?
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[ ok no for serious: ]
Can I ask you how, though? How it played out?
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