FOR MALIK

[duranduel]

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[godcards]

Yes. That's right. I've put in the work for it, and I'm not going to say no if a wish can ease the pointless suffering I have to endure.

[duranduel]

That's good. I hope you get that wish.

You shouldn't suffer, Malik.

[godcards]

Thanks. [ said kind of lamely. ]

If only more people felt that way.

[duranduel]

They should.

You're not a bad guy, Malik.

[me, laughing oocly]

[godcards]

[ it's quiet again.










and then he lets out a hyena laugh. ]

[duranduel]

[There's a pause.]



[And then he just. Laughs?]

[godcards]

[ vibing! ]

I like you, Mandricardo. You're entertaining.

[duranduel]

Oh, I am?

[Actually sort of surprised?]

[godcards]

Of course. Everyone else is far too serious about things... Too well meaning...

You're the only person who has been interesting to talk to this weekend.

[duranduel]

[Can't wait for Mandi to revert back and Malik to dump his ass like a bag of potatoes.]

Oh. Thank you.

I like talking to you a lot too, Malik.

[godcards]

[ thats why we're speed running their cr ]

That's a surprise... And a big change from when I saw you laying pathetically on the sidewalk the other day.

[duranduel]

[GOTTA GO FAST]

Oh, I did that, huh...I was doin' some pretty weird stuff earlier...

[godcards]

It was a curse, wasn't it?

[duranduel]

I don't know. Honestly, I think it's tough to tell when you're cursed.

[Like he is right now.]

[godcards]

...Yeah. You never know until after the fact.

[duranduel]

Mmm. Yeah. But still...we all have to expect the unexpected.

[godcards]

[ RUBS HIS FOREHEAD god. ]

I really don't want to talk about this place has control over us right now.

[ looks at his hand. hm. his forehead eye must be bleeding a little? gross. ]

[duranduel]

...

[Looks at his hand.]

[Looks at his forehead.]

[Draws up his sleeve over his hand and reaches over to dab a little.]

You're bleeding.

[godcards]

Wh--? Oh.

[ he will allow this but only because if he pulls away now it's going to be awkward and weird. he's still a little fussy about it though, like the little brother he is, being looked after by someone else. ]

It does that, sometimes. It will stop in a minute.

[duranduel]

[Dab dab dab. Also Malik let someone take care of u, u sasuke card man.]

...Why does it do that? I don't remember you had it before.

[godcards]

It's from a field trip. I don't-- I don't know the details. It's like a curse. Mollymauk has similar ones, but I never asked him about them. I don't think the information is going to give me any sense of comfort, after everything else that happened during that trip.

[duranduel]

Ah, yeah. That's right. He has similar ones...

[And he draws his hand back.]

...Does it not... [And a furrowing of his brows, trying to find the word.] Worry you, regardless?

[godcards]

Which part is supposed to worry me? The bleeding, the unspecified curse... the mysterious voice that talked to us about punishment?

[ he's like one step removed from a ptsd flashback ]

[duranduel]

That's...a lot.

[Hm.]

Do you...still hear the voice?

[godcards]

No. But I--

[ he glances down to another eye that's on the back of his hand. ]

...I think about it. Remember it.