RUBILYKSKOYE INBOX.

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ZOECHKA

ZOYA NAZYALENSKY

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text at some insane hour in the night

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zooooooooooooooya

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[ She ignores him. This is your permission to be obnoxious af. ]

text

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zzzzoyYYaa

text

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you cannot pretend you do not see this
that is how this works
i'm in your head

voice

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I have a full bottle of wine and nothing else to do, I will not cease until you say something.

voice

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I had the opportunity to meet your roommate, and I can now assert confidently that there's no denying your interest in me. You surely have a preference!

voice

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Really? Nothing? I thought that last one might do it.

voice

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Come on, Zoya, it'll be fun.

voice

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[ Dryly—and because she's getting a fucking headache - ]

I'm glad you now understand my insane attraction to you, Aegon. It's why we can never interact.

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Mayhaps we could indulge in a secret affair, allow you to get all those lustful urges out.

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Perhaps you're right, Aegon. Wait outside for me.

[ She won't come. 😌 ]

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Do not play this game, you know I will break in.

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[ ugH

Sharply - ]

What do you want?

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Will you be competing in the tourney?

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I'm considering it.

Are you planning to bet against me, Aegon?

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I wasn't, but maybe I should.

Anyway, what are you intending on participating in? There's a reason for this question.

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[ … ]

A few of them. I was considering wrestling and one of the weapon melees. I need to hit something.

[ Is he offering? Please be offering. ]

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Yes, the wrestling. [ Because you seem the type to want to roll around for sport is what he refrains from here. ] I'd be pleased if you'd allow me to spar with you in the coming weeks to prepare.

[ Don't hit him. He was thinking of axe throwing as well, but he's not going to mention this to someone who can hurt him enough without something sharp. ]

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[ …

When Aegon is so sweetly pleasant her teeth almost want to fall out in protest, she sometimes—sometimes!—can take him seriously. She can't help but wonder What's the catch? ]

You can't ask your brother to help you? You both seemed like experts in the lake.

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[ According to Alicent, they do get a lot of practice in! ]

We've got a bet, and he's eager to see me lose. What help would he give?

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[ Hm. The idea of shoving Aegon's face in the dirt is so tempting. ]

What's in it for me?

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Maybe I forgive you.

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[ She sounds greatly amused. ]

For?

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Getting my brother lost in the void.

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[ There goes the amusement! ]

I didn't lead him into the Void and leave him there, Aegon.

I went in after him many times. Did you?