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[erhabenheit]

[Bass is sitting outside of Mimmi's room on Deck 6. He has his legs drawn up, his head between his knees and his hands over his ears. Every so often his shadow will pipe up and hiss or laugh.]

DADDY DOESN'T LOVE YOU

Scheitern.

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what, you thought i could resist?

[maddattik]

[She should be lying down, but she got hungry and bored, so Attika's walking from her room (elevators are so claustrophobic, don't you think?) up toward the top deck when she sees Bass.

And, well, hey, it's not like she knows his face, so it's not like she knows him, exactly, but everything about his posture screams distress and she's a mommy first and foremost. She can't ignore that.]

Um.

[She crouches nearby carefully, obviously favoring her right side.]

...Did you get locked out?

I WAS HOPING YOU WOULDN'T <3

[erhabenheit]

[Bass draws his legs in tighter, fingers curling so his nails dig into his hair.]

Go away.

-lying, he's lying, not you, not ANYONE

He's a liar, liar, LIAR LIAR-

ALL FOR YOU BB

[maddattik]

[Wow. And she thought she had problems with her shadow.

The logical explanation here is that Bass is Infected, too. Clearly. She reaches out with her left hand to touch his arm gently.]

[erhabenheit]

[Bass jerks away from her hand with a snarl, dragging his nails down the side of his face as he bares his teeth. Sure, he has these thoughts, but he can usually just turn them off whenever he wants.]

Are you fucking deaf?! Leave me alone!

[missmimmi]

[Mimmi hears that shit outside her door. She's been hiding away during all this mess because, but not anymore. This is getting ridiculous.

She flings open her door and looks down at Bass]

Forte?

Tsk, tsk. You haven't taught him to sit up straight?

[erhabenheit]

He came to see you, we wanted to see you, he-

[As soon as the shadow begins to speak Bass scrambles to his feet and lurches toward Mimmi. He clamps his hands over her ears tightly, just barely controlled enough to keep from hurting her. His eyes focus on her chin.]

[missmimmi]

[Well color her surprised. Mimmi grabs his hands and attempts to pull them away from her ears]

Forte! Stop it.

Such a naughty, disrespectful boy. You haven't taught him any manners, either?

[Hrrrrgh]

[erhabenheit]

[Bass keeps his hands over her ears and avoids her eyes, though his expression crumples into something not quite anger but not quite sadness. Something in between.

Her shadow is talking too, apparently, but it isn't so hurtful that he visibly reacts to it. He's heard much worse.

When she orders him to stop he shakes his head, two quick, jerky movements.]