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[Here's a familiar face, to those who have been Numbered for awhile and perhaps even those who haven't.]

Why hello. I've missed your lovely faces.

A lot of you know me already, but I'm Lazarus Lawliet. The real one. That's me.

I'm looking to compile a useful database of relevant information on all of us, something that we can share freely and without outmoded hangups or hesitation. Let's be progressive about it.

If you send me your name, a photograph or other still image from the front and the side, your age, your profession, and your credit card information, I'll repay you by writing you a personalized piece of short fiction, starring you, in the wildly popular theme of dinosaur erotica. You pick the dinosaur, and I'll make the magic happen without shame or fear.

Your dark desires are very interesting to me. Especially yours, C.S. You know who you are.

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[Well, yeah, there might be that as a factor as well... but then Raye's something of a challenge to embarrass. She'd never had much shame to start with, obnoxious jerk that she is and the rest had gone away fighting with Senketsu.

But not everybody can be as invulnerable as she is. So she waits for Rakka to work up what she needs to say.

And then there's another pause. Because she wasn't sure what she'd been expecting but keeping her promise is suddenly especially challenging.]

... When you what?

....I used to write fanfiction.

[Yup. And Rakka was treating it like the second worst secret she's ever told Raye before. Sure, it's a little silly, but Rakka felt like she had to say it anyways.

...It's incredibly silly, honestly. God, why did she say this. She's still not going to show her face, but at least it was only Raye here.]

It was horrible, too...

[Oh no. Oh no.

Oh no, Rakka, you beautiful, precious adorable total nerd.

Raye really doesn't want to laugh. Especially not now when Rakka would undoubtedly take it as being laughed at but it's difficult. Nearly impossible to keep the faint hint of amusement out of her voice when she speaks up again.]

R-really? ... What kind?

[She is the biggest nerd. What? You're only realizing this now?

Raye hasn't laughed yet, and that was enough for Rakka. Although... the next question brought about a very quiet pause.]

...W-well, you know... s-shippy stuff.

[Oh, she realized it awhile ago. Apparently she just hadn't fully realized how deep the rabbit hole goes though.

Fortunately, spending so much of the past year or so hanging out with other giant nerds means she's picked up a few terms so "shippy" isn't totally lost on her.]

Shippy, huh? [This time she grins and bit and leans back a little, reaching up to brush a little of Rakka's staticy hair away from her face in an attempt to actually see it.] Rakka, were you writing porn?

[The advantages of having a variety of friends that were huge nerds were often not immediately apparent. And Rakka had spent more time on the computer growing up then she would probably like to admit.

Some of that hair being brushed aside would reveal the color red - buuuut, it's Raye's question that finally gets Rakka to pull away and face her, revealing that she's more then flustered by it.]

No way! My stuff is n-nothing like... that!

[....But maybe a little like it, in terms of flowery prose, and the melodramatic romance scenes.... but not the shoe eating.]

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[She isn't alone there, although they likely frequented very different online circles. With Raye being much more of the hyperviolent FPS player than the fanfiction writer and reader.]

"Is", huh? [With Rakka's face finally out of her she leans back and reaches up to wipe some of those tears away with her thumb.] So, you're still writing it?

[Two sides of a somewhat similar coin, though Rakka was more then content to sit back and watch Raye tear through those FPS without her.

Sniffle sniffle. That last question hits home and she pauses, eyes widening, which should probably be answer enough. Reflexively, she brushed some static-charged hair back.]

Uhh, well... maybe?

[And that is just fine with her. That's always more fun with an audience.

Still, at Rakka's confession, she can't help but grin a little wider, and let a small, fond laugh out.]

Heh. So, that's what you're doing when you're up all night typin', huh?

[She always jumps at the big explosion. They're awesome, though.]

I guess I can't try to hide it now... can I?

[a small, sheepish laugh. The cat is about as out of the bag as it can get.]

[Well, Rakka's laughing, that means it's okay to do the same now, right? Well, either way, Raye snorts out a small laugh of her own and reaches out to ruffle up Rakka's staticy hair a little.]

It's a good thing you're so cute, because you are such a dork.

Uhh.... thanks?

[Nnngh. She's just... going to put her face in Raye's chest again. Today has been a day.]

I really am a huge dork....

[Okay, Raye can't help but laugh a little as Rakka dives into her chest again. Now she feels a little bad for poking fun and shakes her head a bit and runs a hand through her hair.]

Hey, c'mon, I'm just teasing. You're super awesome badass and we both know it, so you can do whatever you want and it's totally cool.

[From within Raye's chest, comes this muffled reply.]

Thanks, Raye. I know you always care about me.

[Apparently that's the safest place to be. There's no bad fanfiction to get her there, that's for sure. She won't complain, just settle back a little with her arms lightly around Rakka. She tilts her head a bit, and her voice is a little bit playful when she speaks.]

Do you want me to go find this guy and beat him up for you? [... Playful, maybe, but she'll do it if Rakka says the word.]

[It's a nice place, down there. Soft, pretty warm. Probably wont find any fanfiction down here, nope. Rakka's pretty safe down here, all things considered.

It's a long beat before she replies.]

Maybe... but not too much, okay?

[Well, she's free to stay there as long as she wants. She'll be safe from the fanfics. At least until she feels better.]

Just beat him up a little. You got it.

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