Shang Beida squeaks a little and blushes at the concept of being a street prostitute. "People liked my imaginary people a lot better than my actual person," he manages, squeakily. Actually, that's sort of depressing, Casper is also seeing one of his imaginary people and not what he still thinks of as his real self. "I don't think I'd be a very popular, um, street worker."
Oh god, Wet Justice could be some kind of god as well as being a judge? That's too many powers at once! "People can tell when you use it? ...How powerful does it say I am?" Now he's just curious.
He ducks his head, smiling, and squeezes his arms around Casper. He's so lucky.
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Date: 2024-06-17 04:02 am (UTC)From:Oh god, Wet Justice could be some kind of god as well as being a judge? That's too many powers at once! "People can tell when you use it? ...How powerful does it say I am?" Now he's just curious.
He ducks his head, smiling, and squeezes his arms around Casper. He's so lucky.