#::Log: ancientforgcd
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"Who needs Herta?"
"When you can E6 ME."
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"Overconfidence, when it's only a matter of fact. You've only had one kind of victory, and it took you having back up in order to perform such. What's a matter? Can't do it all by yourself? Or do you need to make a million more puppets, to make yourself look big?"She scoffed. Clearly came ready to throw down, and stand up for herself. The banning can't effect her any more.
"Delusions? What are we? Genshin Impact with the Fatui? My records speak for themselves. That's without the use of trying to make people into your personal guinea pigs. Maybe for once, you should get out, and touch some grass, and not some artificial grass that you spawn from your Simulated Universe."
Herta raised an eyebrow, the faintest trace of amusement flickering across her expression. She leaned back slightly, folding her arms as her gaze swept over Silver Wolf with that trademark air of superiority. “Oh, how charmingly predictable.” She remarked, her voice carrying that detached, clinical tone. “It’s almost cute how you equate overconfidence with cleverness. Almost.”
Her fingers drummed against the desk rhythmically as she continued, her smirk barely visible but undoubtedly present. “Still, I suppose I can’t blame you for the attempt. A small mind needs small victories, after all. But don’t worry - keep playing your little games, and maybe I’ll humor you when I’m bored. Until then...” Her attention snapped back to her terminal, her tone growing dismissive. “Try not to let your delusions of grandeur distract me too much.”
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"What is up my fam? Are we netflix and chilling tonight? Man this is pretty bussing, no cap, for real for real."
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"And? He'll try it, then come back in a usual sour mood. Nothing new here. So not sure what you expect me to actually do about it. Then again, how he even ended up over there in the first place, is the biggest mystery of them all."
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"Course you did. You gey tunafish Where is the video footage? Pics or it didn't happen."
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Herta leaned back in her chair, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she stretched her hand out to grab Silver Wolf by the wrist. With a fluid motion, she pulled the hacker into her lap, settling her there with a firm but playful grip. Her fingers brushed over the edges of Silver Wolf’s jacket as she adjusted her position, her expression a mixture of amusement and feigned innocence. Herta propped her chin on her hand, her other arm draped casually around the smaller frame, her lips quirking into a teasing smirk as she let out a soft chuckle.
"...Da faq are you playing at?"
Silver wolf blinked a few times. As if one blink wouldn't have done it justice. She had to blink numerous times in order to push her point home. Knowing also by how Herta is acting, that there is a reason for this. As if she knows, she wouldn't be doing this freely. There has got to be a catch.
"Trying to get a reaction from me, through flirts, or sarcastic flirting isn't gonna get you no where blud."
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"Least I don't sound like an old Granny. Whats up? Do you need a walking stick Grandma?"
"As the youth of today says; Skill issue, young lady."
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"A simpleton could've worked out that bait you know. But as usual, you're too full of yourself, with your supposedly big brain, to look at that."She has a slight scoff at that, which is typical of her. As if she can't accept anything that could seem like a losing effort to Herta. Though that could also be down to Silver Wolf's natural instinct to
"But I know you're not here to hear me yap, like some streamer trying to over explain unbased shit. Though..."A smirk did spawn upon her face. A casual blow of her bubblegum, and it going back in her mouth. Knowing that she could play a game, or when she'll do something, or not, keeping them on their toes. Would be the perfect game for Silver Wolf to play.
Or least. In her view that is.
Herta glanced up from her work, her fingers momentarily pausing on the keyboard. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she tilted her head slightly, giving Silver Wolf a look that bordered on amused condescension. "Smart enough to know you're trying to bait me." She remarked, her tone dry and indifferent, yet somehow carrying that air of superiority she never bothered to hide.
Without waiting for a response, her attention shifted back to the screen. "But if it entertains you to play the unruly pup, by all means, continue." Her words were spoken with an absent-minded lilt, as though she was far more invested in her data than the supposed challenge being issued. "Just don’t expect a treat for bad behavior - unlike some, I don’t waste rewards on the undeserving."
The faint clatter of her typing resumed, dismissive and unbothered, as if the conversation was already beneath her.
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"This is just for this patch. Once it's over, going back to normal you big headed bitch."
"The silence is mine."
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