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[threewishes]

"Hello, hello! You've reached Kanbaru Suruga, better known as Araragi's Rin's a certain someone's sex slave. My specialty move is the edge attack. It seems I'm not available right now, but if you would leave a message, I'll be sure to get back to you on my own time. Thanks!"

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[paramountcy]

No, you wouldn't do such a thing without seeing how it fed into some larger scheme. You're more forward-thinking that that.

[While everyone else is busy being scandalized with the message, Satsuki's gone back to being bombproof, trying to understand what drives Kanbaru to act the way she does.] What's the method behind the madness?

[threewishes]

[ she considers the question. considers if she should answer truthfully. it's a little startling, she thinks, how much satsuki already knows about her. could she say the same? certainly not. it's a motive she files away for later.

it's not as if there weren't people out there that already knew of this particular story, she tells herself. but... ]

Hmm. Are you sure you wish to know? It's another ugly truth that doesn't paint me in a particularly flattering light.

[paramountcy]

[It's strange, in some ways, that Satsuki's become a person others feel comfortable oversharing with. Then again, it's not too far a deviation from the way she was before. There's something magnetic about a stone wall that nonetheless absorbs, absorbs, absorbs - like a sponge.]

I'm used to those. Life is inherently full of those truths - trying to conceal them, seeing them resurface, understanding they were always a part of us.

[threewishes]

[ she sucks in a barely-audible breath. yes, it's somewhat harrowing, considering satsuki is someone she actually... wants to have a somewhat okay opinion of her. shit's tough.

but she's made up her mind. ]

All right, Satsuki-sama! I'll tell you. But on one condition... [ as if she's in a place to bargain for conditions now ]