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[nilhilistic]

[ rafal turns on the feed, looking deeply irritated. so really, no different from his usual expression. ]

It appears I have been sentenced for destroying a person's door. Which, in my defense, was entirely deserved due to their appalling lack of manners and generousity.

[ and they denied him his candy. rude. ]

And as such I have been tasked with . . . bonds. Specifically the strengthening of them, physically, or creating new bonds.

What does this entail? I require clarification. I wish to get this over with.

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[conflictresolution]

You can pay for physical and emotional bondage. I expect the Council will accept that as they don't care to actually punish anyone.

[nilhilistic]

Pay for physical and emotional bondage?

How does that work? Money alone?

[conflictresolution]

Someone is willing to sell a service, and you're willing to pay for said service. Basic commerce.

In this case, you're paying someone to... well, whatever you want, I expect.

[nilhilistic]

I'm not sure I've fallen so low as to pay people for company.

Convenient as it may be.

[conflictresolution]

Indeed, no doubt there are plenty of soft hearted sentimentalist that will see your plight and come running to pat you on the back and tell you all their secrets.

Trust and bonds are always built best on secrets.

[nilhilistic]

I don't keep any secrets these days.

And I'm no longer in the business of ferreting them out.

[conflictresolution]

Aren't you just the most unfun individual here then. Pay someone to give you a hug and be done with it.

[nilhilistic]

Aren't you a contender for that too?

Have you ever paid someone for a hug?

[conflictresolution]

I can't have you trying to displace me from the throne of being the most non-fun person.

I don't enjoy people touching me, so no. Are you offering?

[nilhilistic]

I'm a difficult opponent to defeat.

[ but this kind of banter is enjoyable. he likes competition. ]

Why not? I have a sentence to carry out.

[conflictresolution]

I've been no-fun my entire life. It is no competition.

[That's not true. He had fun moments and could be fun, but he was strict no-fun zone these days on purpose.]

And you have many soft-bellies to choose from. Do you prefer your hugs stiff and formal? One handed shoulder pat?

[nilhilistic]

Your life's rather short compared to mine though.

There are types of hugs?

[conflictresolution]

Indeed, I am technically dead already. I died as no-fun as I lived.

You need to pay someone to hug you. They can explain it.

[nilhilistic]

So I win regardless.

I rather live in ignorance than to pay someone for that knowledge.

[conflictresolution]

Hardly. You could grow to be a fun being in your latter years.

And a prude. My, my, no wonder they assigned you this task.

[nilhilistic]

That seems highly unlikely.

A prude about . . . hugs? That is your stance?

[conflictresolution]

Stranger things have likely occurred. You have done quite the about-face already according to your own words.

I expect your prudish about more than hugs as well. Besides, bonding is more than a simple embrace.

[nilhilistic]

[ hm. ]

You're not wrong. On both counts.

I never had bonds before. Not with siblings, not with people. It was for a long time, a liability. A danger.

Those instincts are hard to purge.

[conflictresolution]

They are a liability and a danger. They always will be.

[And he made a point of not encouraging anyone to engage in them.]

Have you considered the consequences for failing instead?

[nilhilistic]

I assume they would limit my power further.

And I will not allow that.

[conflictresolution]

Yet this place is forcing you to endure them on threat of greater punishment. Do you not resent that stipulations?

[nilhilistic]

I have endured far worse at the hands of my own father.

I can outlast these petty machinations.

[conflictresolution]

And what are you going to decided to do with your requirement to 'bond'?

[nilhilistic]

I have been given plenty of suggestions.

And plenty of contenders willing to help me.

[conflictresolution]

Then there is nothing left to be said, it seems.