pc ♠ marcoh

[fried]

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[boxcar]

Did you want to test it on the building wall?

[ Do it. Sticky the wall. ]

[fried]

[ does not hesitate to STICK THE WALL

it slaps against the wall. blows gently in the wind... ]

[boxcar]

[ There is definitely an inexorable delight about watching sticky hands do their thing. Marcoh watches this happen and just. Stares at the slapped hand on the wall. ]

.........

[fried]

[ he also just stands here and stares at it for a few seconds ]

... That is particularly sturdy.

[boxcar]

You can get it off, right?

[ It's not stuck there forever... right? ]

[fried]

[ goes to grab it

misses.

.... tries again, gets it this time. ]

Seems so.

[boxcar]

Um...

[ He's not sure how to ask this without being rude but. ]

Are you bad of sight?

[fried]

[ this is so funny because he's the only one who has asked

a beat. ]

Well, I am getting on in years, so doesn't that make sense? It doesn't affect much, I do just fine.

[boxcar]

[ Being observant pays off... combined with being just blunt enough to be the kind who might ask eventually. ]

You don't look very old.

[fried]

I've gotten that a lot while being here.

I'm over two hundred years old, you know.

[boxcar]

[ Checks the dating on my Jing Yuan pc. ]

Jing Yuan said you've known each other almost that long. Something like immortal.

[fried]

Mm. I've known him for a great deal of my life. He's much older than I am, however.

[ eepy old man... ]

I'm no immortal, and have no desire to be. Foxians are just a long lived race - around three hundred years is the typical, though I've known some to reach another century after that through pure willpower, and healthy living.

[boxcar]

...That's a lot.

I barely know anyone over 70. 80 is usually the upper limit.

90 is practically a mummy...

[fried]

It is.

[ he says this sort of... tiredly. but, then, like he's working himself back up to teasing: ]

A mummy, eh? The disrespect I've gotten from you young ones, these days.

[boxcar]

Oh, sorry.

[ Right Jiaoqiu is ANCIENT. ]

[fried]

It's alright. It's good to know there's some life in these bones yet.

Marcoh, if I could ask a favor of you?

[boxcar]

Yeah, what is it?

[fried]

Don't mention my sight to the others.

[boxcar]

[ Oh. ]

Sure.

...Will you be alright?

[ Things suggest Jiaoqiu isn't BLIND but. ]

[fried]

I will. It's an adjustment, but I can hear extremely well. Navigation is doable, this way.

[ there's pride, here, there's a stubbornness. but also this maybe explains why he got so startled earlier. the arcade's really loud. ]

... It hasn't gotten worse, at the very least.

[boxcar]

It's a recent thing?

[ ...Relatively... ]

[fried]

Mm. An injury from when I died.

[boxcar]

[ Oh, turbo-recent. That seems kind of unfair his death injury apparently left him with lasting effects, but what does he know. ]

If you ever need help with anything...

[fried]

[ it's almost like someone was like how mean can i be to him and still leave him playable ]

It's kind of you to offer.

[ that's very genuine. ]

I'll be fine, but I'll keep your offer in mind.

[boxcar]

[ :thonk: Who would do something like that (me deeply regretting in Scawwy that I almost doomlocked Daan) ]

Good.

[ Peels the sticky hand off the wall and puts it into Jiaoqiu's hand. ]