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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, CCC-REDHORSE. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 134.64.202.69 *** CCC-REDHORSE has joined 134.64.202.69 <CCC-REDHORSE> This is Reira Akaba! <CCC-REDHORSE>I'll try to answer you but sometimes I'm busy or sleeping, so I don't think about the message right away.

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[andthetombstones]

[He leans on the chair, nodding softly and frowning.]

Yeah, it's all better now. Stuff's better, you and Ron and Sora are safe.

So I'm sorry you got scared.

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[No. ...No. Not enough, and Reira very nearly breaks the tip of her pencil, a dark Mark upon the page she filled with work.] Scared [she repeats, slowly turning on the other. Anger builds, and it overflows, and suddenly she can't feel afraid of Robbie at all. Just furious.]

YOU were the one who scared ME! [she screams, dropping the pencil with a clatter.] Talking about fighting followers and killing them...asking me questions, in a way that showed you really thought I would have done things...

[She is mad...bit she is shaking, and her eyes begin to shine with tears.] YOU scared me by hurting me, and saying NOTHING! YOU grabbed me, like someone trying to KILL me, [She screeches in half panic,] And you...you didn't say ANYTHING after that, except to go hurt a bunch of other people...!

S...So how? ...How can I really think you're sorry...when all you did was wait until the lake was 'okay' to say it..?!

[andthetombstones]

[The troll looks very clearly taken aback, starting to grind his teeth as the child (very very rightfully) rightfully. What he saw... she wasn't getting it. Tsukikage didn't, then Reira didn't.]

[He tried to keep himself at normal size, so it didn't work again that he looked like he was going to hurt her.]

I didn't hurt you! You should know I wouldn't! I live with you, man! I don't hurt the people I live with!

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Yes you DID! YOU GRABBED ME, and you were ANGRY..!

[There is nothing holding her tears back now. Nothing at all as the overpowering misery garbles her words, choking her speech.] And then...you didn't even say anything...! A....at least when the others were mad, they said something...

But you just left...And stayed angry...And t...talked about killing...

...And I'm not even a man... [That one is actually important now see, that point there.]

[andthetombstones]

Because I asked you one question! And you ran away!

[He wasn't even hurting people then.]

And yeah, I was pissed! I died! Our house was in danger and everything is horrible!

[Should he say he did, indeed, go out and kill people? Probably not. Especially not that he went out and killed Fiddleford not long before their conversation.]

[That doesn't matter right now. Reira had just said something...]

What?

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So you get mad at everyone HERE?!

You just said you wanted to keep everyone SAFE! And all you did was SHOUT, and scare people, and make them think you were going to do TERRIBLE things, AND-

[And the next bit comes out as a shout, caught in the torrent of bawling anger.] And I said I'm NOT a man! And I know that now, because Draco helped me learn what it means when we had ice cream!

[YEAH THEY HAD ICE CREAM WITHOUT YOU, TAKE THAT]

[andthetombstones]

[He will not be offended by the ice cream, but maybe a little that Draco didn't mention it to him. He clenches his fists, claws digging hard into his palms.]

Because I'm trying to take care of you guys and no one will listen!

[Then another pause as he shakes his head.]

Well- You know what- uh.... [The anger is kinda dissipating, because it's interesting.] That's cool, I knew people like that. should I still use Reira?

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People don't GRAB PEOPLE and SHOUT AT THEM to make them listen! [she shouts, quite ironically missing her own point. And-

...What.] ...Why would my name be different, I knew my name...or at least the one I got after meeting niisama, but it's still a nice name...

...It sounded a little like his... [...Not to mention, Ray's.]

...You knew people that didn't know boys and girls were different? [she adds, blinking owlishly. What IS IT with all of these things people say are 'uncommon' being COMMON!!]

[andthetombstones]

[Confused paaaause. Botched apology forgotten for now.]

No I mean, like, people that were told they were one thing when they were little and found out there were another later. It's called being transgender.

[Draco is from a mildly stuffy place with No technology, Robbie is not surprised that what he assumes is happening here didn't get across quite right.]

And some people decide they want a name that sounds more like what they're going for. Do you wanna, yanno, uh... talk about it?

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[.......Umm.] I wasn't told I was anything when I was little. I just came here and people said I was a boy, so I thought they were right.

...I don't even know if niisama said I was a boy. I didn't hear that word a lot until I got here.

[THANKS JAPAN.]

[andthetombstones]

[Confusion.]

Well, like, do you have, uh... bits that boys usually have?

[God why is he talking about this.]

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No.

[That was Too Easy.] I just didn't know that was a boy thing until Draco said it was. I just thought those things were because Ron has donkey legs.

[wow]

[andthetombstones]

What?

[He's so confused.]

You mean you've got, like, bits that typically go on girls?

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Yeah apparently.

[Uh.] ...I just didn't know that was how it worked.

[andthetombstones]

[He shrugged, rubbing his nose andnleaning on the table so he can not look directly at her.]

Well, it's not like how it has to work. You can pick whichever you want to be.

[soft_focus]

Yeah that's what Draco said.

But I figured since there wasn't anything making one the best, it probably works better to pick the one that makes people less confused.

[andthetombstones]

I guess, it's whatever you want.

[Ok, issue diffused or resolved or whatever, he'll consider the argument problem over.]

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... [Um.] ...How am I supposed to know which one I want if I don't even know which one is better and stuff...

[andthetombstones]

You just pick, I guess. They're not that different.

[He shrugs, leaning back against the counter.]