WEEK ONE: THURSDAY MORNING

[parodeity]

[ so, dave wants to broach the topic of a Team with clementine again and has chosen thursday to do it. he'll flag her down the first time he sees her and looks...mostly fine...except a finger on each hand has a splint/is wrapped in the way one would do when they are broken. for the record this is his left pointer finger and his right pinky.

what the fuck is he doing with his life, it is week one. ]

Yo, Clem! Got a sec?

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[parodeity]

Yeah. I mean...I guess that part I don't guess, since I am used to required sneakiness, but I do get why you wouldn't like it. But it's chill? I can handle espionage for the team.

[willremember]

You play spy a lot?

[ not said with suspicion - just curiosity. ]

[parodeity]

Not as such? It's more like...a lot of the stuff I did in game - sburb, it's a whole Thing - required me to use subterfuge, I guess, although some of that was literally bein' used on crocodiles so it wasn't even me bein' super sneaky it was just me in a crappy disguise, but like...I guess I learned to not mind it from my Bro, maybe...?

[willremember]

[ Clementine repeats subterfuge quietly to herself. She didn't really know that word, but context gave it away, enough.

But there's no context for his context and what the hell croco..diles...? ]

That sounds... Bad. [ She has not heard much about his Bro but it all seems unpleasant. ]

[parodeity]

I mean, it was necessary to make me...me, or whatever.

[ 100% willing to throw his life away for everyone else. cool child raising ]

[willremember]

I don't know...

[ on one hand: she'd like to think he'd still be him without bad experiences. on the other hand, she knows that her experiences have absolutely shaped and prepared her for life, so... ]

[parodeity]

Well, either way...I guess we can reconvene after we see how the whole murder-and-trial shit goes.

[willremember]

Mm. It'll tell us a lot about everyone else. And how well they handle things.