<a href="https://possiblyfunny.tumblr.com/" style="text-decoration:underline;">possiblyfunny</a>:
<p>...</p><p><i>[Okay, cool PC. A couple of cool rocks and an incense- good taste. No potion, though. <small>And whatever that item was supposed to be...</small> Look, I couldn't care less about what's on this PC at the moment. First and foremost- Avatar, are you okay with being this close to the tank? You looked nervous around it earlier and didn't seem to like it. I just wanna make sure you're okay before I do any more digging.]</i></p>
[ With no real reason to hesitate, you go on and check your PC boxes, not entirely sure what to expect. ]
[ … The computer’s screen falls black for an uncomfortably long amount of time. Long enough that you’re almost certain it’s crashed. Just as you’re about to give up, though… ]
Anonymous:
<p>“ there isn't much else we can ask outside of work. i hardly know you. maybe you'll forgive my hostility, but technically there's no solid proof that you won't try to do something malicious. you've done a background check, so what exactly might skew your results? don't we have the right to know?”</p>
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“I- Excuse me?!”
The woman visibly tenses at that, her eyes flaring.
“Is this how you treat ANY new person you meet!? ’Try to do something malicious–’ Do you REALLY think I’d–”
“…”
She catches herself, cutting her flash of anger short and making an effort to quickly recompose herself.
“… Sorry- I’m sorry. You’re right, you don’t know me… At all, really. The skepticism is fair.”
“What I was worried about is just- uh, strong evidence- from my own understanding- that you have some anomalous properties of your own that could… Impact, things. It’s nonsense theorywork, though, I- I don’t think it’s even correct. Probably. Maybe. I-”
