Just Souji, then? [ They're kinda friends, now, right? They're sharing cake, it counts.
Speaking of which, she eats one of those, chewing thoughtfully and taking a look around. There's a group of people at a nearby table, drawing black lines up their throats, emulating the mark of a submissive… the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. ]
It definitely is. I wouldn't be surprised if the city itself was supporting it. Anything to motivate us to fulfill our dumb quotas, I guess, even if it means ignoring the other parts of their system. I don't know why anyone would want to go from Dominant to Submissive, though…
[He follows her gaze, and makes a quiet, thoughtful 'hm' at the sight.]
I can think of two reasons. They could just be trying to show that they're on the same side as Submissives... or it could be that they're so uncomfortable being a Dominant, it feels wrong all the time, and they need to get out.
[He cocks his head curiously.]
I know what you mean, though. It's strange to have a mark like this suddenly, and not have any control over it.
It does feel wrong… but rather than just giving it up, we should be using our position to help people, instead. Not that I couldn't be doing a better job of that…
[ Of course it's not comfortable, to be put on a pedestal above people for entirely arbitrary reasons. She can understand that, at least. Pretending to be less fortunate just seems as if they're making a mockery of those who weren't lucky enough to pick the right door. ]
You do have some control. It may not be much, but… don't let them take that from you.
Then I'm really grateful to have made a friend like you this quickly.
[His smile this time is almost a smirk; and it's true, the relief he feels is almost tangible. It's like, well - he almost expects that familiar sound in his head, the announcement that he's now connected with her. Certainly he feels like they have enough in common to power a Social Link.]
If it's not too fast, can I give you my number? I feel like we're going to have more to talk about than we can get to tonight.
It's not too fast. Actually, I was kind of thinking I should get yours, too.
[ After all, he'd sacrificed many snacks to make sure she didn't have an ass-first meeting with the floor— she should probably pay him back for that, or something! Not to mention… it's not exactly every day you meet someone this easy to talk to.
Ann fishes out her phone, opening up her contacts with a swipe of her thumb, passing it over the table so he can put his information in. While she waits… might as well finish off the last of those little cakes! ]
[Souji will tap his number in, while sliding his phone over to her with the other hand - and then snagging the last of the little meatballs off the plate, as smooth as a pickpocket.]
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[He smiles back, relaxed and easy; pauses a moment to eat three snacks in quick succession, and tries one of the little cakes.]
Mm.
It's interesting that something like this is well-catered. It's probably a good sign there are Dominants supporting it...
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Speaking of which, she eats one of those, chewing thoughtfully and taking a look around. There's a group of people at a nearby table, drawing black lines up their throats, emulating the mark of a submissive… the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. ]
It definitely is. I wouldn't be surprised if the city itself was supporting it. Anything to motivate us to fulfill our dumb quotas, I guess, even if it means ignoring the other parts of their system. I don't know why anyone would want to go from Dominant to Submissive, though…
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[He follows her gaze, and makes a quiet, thoughtful 'hm' at the sight.]
I can think of two reasons. They could just be trying to show that they're on the same side as Submissives... or it could be that they're so uncomfortable being a Dominant, it feels wrong all the time, and they need to get out.
[He cocks his head curiously.]
I know what you mean, though. It's strange to have a mark like this suddenly, and not have any control over it.
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[ Of course it's not comfortable, to be put on a pedestal above people for entirely arbitrary reasons. She can understand that, at least. Pretending to be less fortunate just seems as if they're making a mockery of those who weren't lucky enough to pick the right door. ]
You do have some control. It may not be much, but… don't let them take that from you.
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[That comes out more than a little intense, and he glances down a moment, taking a breath to make sure he keeps his composure.]
Whrn it'd something like this... I don't mind defying even gods to do what's right.
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That… sounds awfully familiar. Definitely hits close to home. It's a determination that she feels entirely at home beside. ] Same here.
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[His smile this time is almost a smirk; and it's true, the relief he feels is almost tangible. It's like, well - he almost expects that familiar sound in his head, the announcement that he's now connected with her. Certainly he feels like they have enough in common to power a Social Link.]
If it's not too fast, can I give you my number? I feel like we're going to have more to talk about than we can get to tonight.
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[ After all, he'd sacrificed many snacks to make sure she didn't have an ass-first meeting with the floor— she should probably pay him back for that, or something! Not to mention… it's not exactly every day you meet someone this easy to talk to.
Ann fishes out her phone, opening up her contacts with a swipe of her thumb, passing it over the table so he can put his information in. While she waits… might as well finish off the last of those little cakes! ]
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I'll definitely be in touch.