[ Inside the simulation room, Seodore is there, looking at a man that's about half a foot taller than him. His expression doesn't seem to be great though, since the person seems to be missing legs and speaks in broken speech--the simulation's fault, really. ]
[ Seodore turns around and the simulation man is gone. He smiles over at Rupert, with the gold earrings that matched with the simulated man's that shines a little in the light.
w1 monday
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A friend of yours...?
[or like. most of one.]
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There's a light laughter. ]
He's my husband, or at least, the image of one.
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Aw. How long have you been together?
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[ What does that even mean. He seems to leave it at that. ]
Did you come here to use the simulation room? I'd like to see what you could come up with!
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...Um, I can totally do that in a minute, but what do you mean by that first part?
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[ He smiles as if to say that he won't be expanding further into that. ]
Don't worry about it.
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[he won't pry more than that, though, pausing for a moment.]
Okay, I kind of get the idea people don't... show up right, so instead—
[pauses for a moment before the scene changes to something like this]
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[ He claps hands together. ]
This scenery...! Is this your home, Rupert? It looks really nice.
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[smiles a little looking at it... soft]
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[ He looks at that in particular. ]
So you're something like royalty?
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[casually,]
Mom's a queen, so...
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[ He's partially impressed, but. ]
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Depends what you mean by drawbacks, I guess.