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Ivan must be drunker than he thought he was. He could have sworn he knew his way around Vivienne's parents' house, since she wanted to introduce him last week and showed him the place, but maybe they have a... secret... upstairs... bar? where Vivienne's room is supposed to be? And most certainly was last time he checked? He's never going to find the sweater she sent him up looking for here, anyway. Why is there a secret upstairs bar in Vivienne's parents' house?
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middlingalong
"I mean, I get along! I am a popular guy, including with totally normal people who aren't elves or genetically engineered or anything. But you, and - and -"
Blink, blink.
"Uh, Bar. Do alts have to look the same? I mean, beyond things like elf ears and - height and stuff."
They do not.
"Ah-huh."
Blink, blink.
"Uh, Bar. Do alts have to look the same? I mean, beyond things like elf ears and - height and stuff."
They do not.
"Ah-huh."
thisvorlunatic
"...Mark?" says Miles, incredulously. "I... oh God, I can actually see it. Sort of."
isthisart
"Bar, can you by any chance just tell about this sort of thing?"
They are not quite alts. But they're something very like it. If pressed I would say that Lalita is Mark's "half-alt".
"Ooookay."
They are not quite alts. But they're something very like it. If pressed I would say that Lalita is Mark's "half-alt".
"Ooookay."
isthisart
"Things Ivan doesn't want to dwell on, with Miles's alt, Stalas."
thisvorlunatic
...
Miles is now envisioning things he could perhaps have done without envisioning.
Miles is now envisioning things he could perhaps have done without envisioning.
thisvorlunatic
"Ivan, you are definitely dwelling. You are dwelling as thoroughly as it is possible to dwell. You have bought the apartment, the building, and possibly the entire city block."