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RL with Mikaela: the 'Tieria's a Dick' club
Nena was sat at the table, chin in her hands, staring at the cake.
He must have snuck in last night somehow and left it there. It didn't seem like the kind of thing someone who would pull a dick move like leaving right on your birthday would do. And plus, she was pretty sure he didn't even like her.
It was pink, and had pink writing, and some kind of sparkling sprinkles on it. It was exactly the sort of cake Nena would have wanted, if she'd gotten one herself. It even had strawberry ice cream in.
But he didn't even like her.
And so she sat there, confused and upset and angry, glaring at the cake as if she was going to set it on fire with her eyes.
He must have snuck in last night somehow and left it there. It didn't seem like the kind of thing someone who would pull a dick move like leaving right on your birthday would do. And plus, she was pretty sure he didn't even like her.
It was pink, and had pink writing, and some kind of sparkling sprinkles on it. It was exactly the sort of cake Nena would have wanted, if she'd gotten one herself. It even had strawberry ice cream in.
But he didn't even like her.
And so she sat there, confused and upset and angry, glaring at the cake as if she was going to set it on fire with her eyes.
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"There, sleep mode! He's a total bitch to open, so I usually don't bother," she said, tossing him up and down. "So I dunno how much you'd be able to see."
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She pushed up out of her chair and walked around the table towards Nena and Haro. "I won't lie, I'd like to take a look," she admitted, "but if'd be, like, a big problem, that's fine, haha! I wouldn't mind."
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She patted Haro, although she hadn't turned him back on yet. "He's a total pain sometimes, but he's good to have."
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She stepped back to the table, leaning against it and bracing her hands against the edge. "What, like, can he do, anyway?"
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She laughed again at that last. "Oh man, did she? On purpose, or was it an accident?"
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She paused. "Hey, you know, if you wanted to see that security cam footage, I could show you. Use him to put it on the TV, sort of thing."
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"Oh, man, could you?" she asked, looking up quickly from the reactivated Haro to Nena. She nodded quickly, her expression going determined. "I'd really like that, I don't think the army dudes would show it to me, even if I asked nice."
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She motioned for Mikaela to followed her and walked down the hallway towards the living room, kneeling down to turn on the television. She kept her back turned; Haro wasn't doing anything at all, as a matter of fact, but he was a convenient excuse, and a much better explanation than 'I can make the TV do what I want with my brainwaves". "Just give me a second..."
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Finally, she flopped down on the couch, crossing her legs and watching Nena's turned back curiously.
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"See... he's just sitting there, and then--" she let it play again-- "now he's gone! One frame to the next! The timestamp doesn't change or anything..." She sat back on her heels with a frustrated sigh.
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"Maybe he had help...?" she mused. "I mean, he might not be magic, but there's plenty of people on the comm who are."
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She shrugged. "Maybe he was that desperate?" she suggested. It made her frown, though--he couldn't be desperate to get away from here, from her, could he? No, that couldn't be it. "Or maybe he has friends we didn't know about, or something..."
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