Week 6, Post-Trial: Max

[withsadness]

[Mary sighs as she comes to sit down next to Max. I'm just gonna say he's still by the switch even if he's not playing because I don't know where else to put them. Look, it's fine. Anyway her wings are out now, since all that's been revealed so there's no point in hiding anymore.]

Did it hurt pretty bad?

[She gestures toward his arm. And any of his other misc. injuries.]

You know...

[Don't say it, Mary. Please.]

When you fell from Heaven?

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[withsadness]

I could?

[Her whole face lights up. She hadn't even thought of that.]

So I guess I'd have to wait until I'm already one and shouldn't ask people now.

[She says it, of course, in the tone of someone who's definition of "shouldn't" is "but I really really want to, so can I?" After all, what if some of her favorite people would be willing to become a reaper if they knew?]

[concertmaster]

[ he shrugs ]

You might as fucking well go ahead and ask. Like I said, I've been planning that guy's erasure for a while. It won't take too long.

[withsadness]

Aaah! I can't wait! Both to ask people, and also for the erasure!

[She has about an equal level of joy for both.]

I wonder who I should ask...I wonder who would want to come!

[concertmaster]

[ again, smirking at the first part, because #mood ]

Who knows? You might as well ask everybody you want. The worst thing they can do is reject the offer because they've got other shit to do.