hotel: molly

[shaft]

Comments

[shaft]

[ we love our molly

anyway, claude doesn't mind the nostalgia, taking a seat next to him. ]

You're right. It could be a very, very misguided attempt in making friends. I've been told my company is rather desirable.

[headmt]

We've only just met and I can see that.

[ Winking at him? Enough. ]

[shaft]

...

You didn't want to lead with that, huh?

[headmt]

Nope. And don't sulk, I hardly left you hanging that long.

[shaft]

I'm not sulking. [ well he's not NOW ] Sorry then. Must've been a little jarring to hear a stranger start talking about your friends.

[headmt]

You weren't the first.

[ he half-shrugs, but adjusts the sleeves of his outfit for a second, like he's thinking something over. ]

Seems I've got a familiar face to several of you lot. Don't know what I did, exactly, but really, you can consider me an entirely different person.

[shaft]

Yeah? The resemblance is striking...

Are you curious about your other versions?

[headmt]

[ A deep, long-suffering sigh. ]

I tend to find I don't agree with what other people get up to in this body much.

[shaft]

[ That's a really weird way to answer the question.

Files that away. ]

Well... In this case, it would be an entirely separate body, wouldn't it?

[headmt]

Yes? Sure.

[ he sounds so uncertain about this answer. ]

Point is, if someone were going around pretending to be you, doing all sorts of nonsense, would you want to know what the hell he was doing? I think it'd just be embarrassing. Not interested. Not interested at all!

[shaft]

[ Without hesitation, ] I'd definitely want to know.

[ He crosses his arms. ]

If there are other Claudes out there... I'd want to be the most superior.

[headmt]

Well that's just a lack of confidence. I know I'm the superior version of myself without question.

[shaft]

[ Frowns!! ]

I'm plenty confident. I just like the empirical evidence.

[headmt]

And what would that be? Someone ratting on your other self? I know I'm more attractive and more charming, and most definitely smarter.

[shaft]

[ He squints at Molly.

There's no difference in their appearance, is there? ]

[headmt]

[ not with clothes on! ]

[shaft]

... I suppose if they were to say something like, "the other Claude started his chess matches by moving the bishop, how basic."

That'd make me feel pretty superior.

[headmt]

Well, I've never met another Claude, but I'll keep it in mind for next time.

[shaft]

If I said that you're mostly similar to the Molly I met, would you be offended?

[headmt]

[ He's making a Face at the concept. ]

Depends, I guess. [ ... And then after a second, like he's having to ramp himself up to ask:] He get up to anything particularly terrible?

[shaft]

[ hehes a little at the face before looking thoughtful. ]

Not beyond a little gossip, I don't think. Oh, and once he helped Caleb steal my underwear.

... But other than that, he was a pretty good guy.

[headmt]

[ I like how no one has mentioned the part where he was beheaded and that the guy who did it is like, here. ]

Helped Caleb steal your underwear?

[shaft]

[ They all have tact. ]

Yeah. And then you two hung it from the roof of our dorm.

[headmt]

[ he snorts. ]

He does know how to have fun when he wants to, I suppose. I take it you probably deserved that, yeah?

[shaft]

What makes you say that?