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[dissemblance]

Can we all take a moment to admire the fact that 2801 technology still supports emoji functionality? 🤩 👍 🕷 💁 🩰 💫 🍆 🧊 💅 👁‍🗨 🎯 🤡 🔋 🐈 💲 🧙‍♀️ 🐦💋 🐜 👽 🕶 ⚡ 🕵🏻‍♀️ 💦 💦 💦

It seems like they're pretty set on calling us 'Hatchlings', so... hello, fellow Hatchlings, I'd like to play a game.

Two truths and a lie. I'll start.

  ① Starbucks makes the best lattes.
  ② I've never watched All Dogs Go To Heaven all the way through.
  ③ My birthdate is May 21st. What year? Every year. 😉😉😉 But my party in 2018 was 🔥🔥🔥.

Comments

[unclesam]

[ Yeah, Redwing is a bit of a walking privacy violating if Sam wants to abuse him. But Nina's also got the right idea - after all, Sam mainly uses the drone as mission backup. Incredibly helpful to figure out how many people are gonna be shooting at you before you walk into the room.

For now, Redwing flies a fast circle around Nina and the kids, does a looping, and then zooms off as fast as he'd appeared, tracking back to Sam to deliver the response.

Redwing doesn't return, but Sam laughs reading the message, and immediately texts Nina: ]

alright, you are officially my favorite person on this planet
🤩💐🧇👸

[neversmall]

[ Saints, what an (unmerited?) compliment! Sam's enthusiasm is so genuine and appealing, and it's so strange to be Received as she is by... anyone, but especially by someone who is not a Grisha. Granted, she is still curating the Nina Experience (tm) carefully, and she usually uses honey rather than vinegar, but this is still... she's not sure how to deal with this, exactly? It's so foreign to her experience?

So she just shakes her head and responds with gleeful acceptance: Yes, she is the winner, and yes, so is he for having the good taste to proclaim that she is the winner; also, he's pretty neat himself. ]

🥇🏆👧😂😀👨🏾‍🦲🏆🥇