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[ Gorgug hadn't met Tatianna outside the hospital when she made her desire for gossip known to Etraya. But given her methods to message everyone, her arrival hadn't missed his noticed.

She called him girlie over voice mail, after all. Or something like that. That's the part he remembers, as well as the truth-spilling tea getting served around the same time.

And now, she's back again making herself known: with eggs. And Gorgug, he's not so comfortable hearing about these eggs when her name is attached--what is she up to? What does she want? And how fucked up is it going to be when they hatch and turn out to be monsters synchronised to their caretakers? Why else would a gossip-wanting person be handing out eggs?!

So, the half-orc approaches Tatianna's little hand out spot. While she's dressed to the 10s, Gorgug is as he usually is: in a jacket with a hoodie underneath, a backpack on and his gloves and goggles on. There's no weaponry on him, and his expression is serious...if concerned.

And he stops in front of her, at a polite distance, at his 6'6" height. And asks, golden irises on her: ]

You're the same person who wanted the gossip last month?

Yes, I am. And the tea was cold as shit and stale as fuck.

[She seems disappointed. But her mood shifts as she remembers her purpose.]

Did you get your egg, honey?

[And she holds an egg up, perched on her thumb and forefingers.]

[ Gorgug looks at the egg, and then back at Tatianna's face. His brows furrowed, his expression unhappy as he inches away from the offering. ]

You put out that weird tea, and now you're offering some new weird thing. [ A beat. ] What do you actually want?

Yeah, I don’t even know why I bothered with the tea! ‘Cause almost none of you came back to me with anything worth talking about!

[ She folds her arms. ]

It doesn’t really matter, does it? ‘Cause no one’s gonna give it to me. Look. I’m just trying my best. And even though no one did what I asked, I’m still out here with eggs that I painted myself! As gifts! Are you just especially ungrateful or something?

[ She doesn’t seem particularly mad, but she is worked up. ]

You messed with the tea! Why would I trust your eggs? [ Unbelievable!! ] If you actually know what's going on-- just tell us something to believe you! What do you want? 'Cause that's what matters to me more. I'll tell you what I know!

[ He's not shouting, but he's just--flabbergasted. How can someone know what's up or who failed to get people flocking to her for information think that her free eggs are going to be any better receptive? (they are, Gorgug)

She's so weird!! And suspicious!!! ]

Oh yeah? And is that the first time you’ve ever eaten something weird in a bubble city? It had a purpose, and not even that bad of one unless you’ve got some serious shit to hide.

[ She gives him a hard look with raised eyebrows. ]

So what’s the big deal?

[ He's squinting back, eyes narrowing!! ...he just looks semi-worried, really. ]

Because you're telling us you know something about what's going on, and I want to know if what we're told is true, and if my friends are going to be okay. But you're asking for stuff like gossip, and it feels like you're just messing us around.

Do I have to dumb this down for you? I’m asking for information. All I did was try to make it fun and relaxing.

I can change the vibe real quick, mama.

[She pulls out her fan and starts fanning herself. In the middle of the winter. ]

How about this? Go get my information on everyone in this place, or yeah, good chance the people you know are gonna die. Is that the party you wanna go to?

This isn’t a threat, it’s a reality. You have a lot of competition out there. Do you all even know which of you is most likely to succeed?

[ Information on nearly a hundred different people is ridiculous to find out--but Gorgug's watching her, brows pinched in, frowning as she speaks. He won't say that.

Instead- ]

No--but how is giving you information on everyone going to help any of us, and not just you? When you can show up with this stuff and-- do whatever you're doing.

You also need this information. And I need to know if I should be helping some of you. You all actually don’t know each other very well, do you? Otherwise the homework would be a snap.

[She holds an egg up with a manically intense smile and wide eyes- as if Gorgug is a belligerent customer she can’t yell at.]

So do you want your egg, or not?

[ He looks at her egg with the same, continued expression, and so therefore like he thinks she's holding up rotted meat. Quiet and contemplative, before he finally sighs and digs into his pockets...

And pulls out a pen, and holds his palm towards himself. He doesn't have a notebook, see. ]

I'll play your first game. [ Clearly, the egg is her second game. ] What info do you want? Names? What they on their world? Because I know people, but I don't know you.

[ It's not the homework that's the problem here, really... it's the teacher. ]

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