POLLY;

[crashout]

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[yaaaasss]

Do I have to? Because I really don't want to.

[crashout]

I'll make you a drink if you do? [Please don't do this to him.]

[yaaaasss]

Oh, okay. Make it with vodka!

[SPEED-DRESSES.]

[crashout]

[And into the room he goes while Polly dresses at lightspeed. Time to find a bottle of vodka and make her a drink with whatever's around? Maybe a screwdriver, what the fuck ever. He'll also make one himself and hand her hers when she's decentish]

This good?

[yaaaasss]

[Sips at the drink and gestures for him to hand her the bottle.]

Nnnnot as strong as I usually take it, but it'll do. Anyway, what's up?

[crashout]

[Here's the bottle, he'll take a sip of his own drink instead. Have at it.]

I had a couple of questions for you, but I figured it'd make sense to get to know you better. We have a mutual interest in common.

[...well multiple. He means Carlos as a person but there's also alcohol so.]

[yaaaasss]

[Chugs a few gulps of her drink, then refills the empty space in the glass with vodka. She shakes the glass a bit to mix it, then takes another sip. Mmm, better.]

Ask away! I'm an open book. Mostly.

[crashout]

[Fair enough.]

Mostly. Open enough to tell me about what you've been doing here?

[yaaaasss]

Uhhh, drinking and teaching a bunch of hot, clueless men what sex is?

[crashout]

How's that going for you? It's...the ones who're swords, isn't it? [Polly...]

[yaaaasss]

Yeah, those ones. It's getting a liiiittle boring, so if anyone wants to do me a solid and teach them some new tricks so they can surprise me next time I jump 'em, that'd be great.

[crashout]

You're looking at the wrong guy. [A sip.] Nothing's really changed for you? I'm surprised this place is so encouraging.

[yaaaasss]

Too bad! They'd be lucky.

[nothing EVER changes for polly]

Yeah? Is it really that weird?

[crashout]

Love hotels have more subtlety than this place, so yeah, a little. [Just sayin'.] But then again I never thought they'd be paying us for sex either.

[IM SORRY BRITT THIS IS WHERE HE WAS GOING WITH THIS AND NOW THE TRIAL HAPPENED.]

[yaaaasss]

Well, they're giving us these "tokens," but where are we even supposed to use them?

[ha ha.]

It's more like they're keeping score.

[crashout]

That's the question I have, too. [He's not mentioning his theory unfortunately.] Any theory why they're keeping track of something like that? I'm...trying to figure out what we're supposed to do to get out of here.

[yaaaasss]

Maybe if we screw around enough, we can buy our way out!

[crashout]

Like a bribe? [Unfortunately that's plausible ] How much fucking would we even need to do to earn something like that? It's hard to put a price on freedom.

[yaaaasss]

Is it? People do that shit all the time. Like, ransoms, you know?

[crashout]

Been around a lot of ransoms, Polly?

[yaaaasss]

Uh, yeah? High school is wild, you know?

[polly is 22.]

[crashout]

[...yeah he remembers that and he. Pauses.]

You're still in high school? [The fuck. That would be like if he was still in high school and no thanks?]

[yaaaasss]

Yeah, I don't really get it either, but everyone's around my age at school. Some of us are older!

...maybe it's different for people who aren't human.

[crashout]

Maybe so. [He'll take a sip of his drink because now he's broaching a topic that might help.] Are all of you ghosts, or...? Where are you from?

[What's the Monster Prom lore??]

[yaaaasss]

We go to Spooky High! [uh.] We're not all ghosts, but like, some of us are. Others are vampires, or werewolves, or demons, or eldritch deities, or mermaids, or gorgons, or sentient calculators, or...

[She's just going to go on and on and list every single type of monster if someone doesn't stop her.]