IC contact post for Mask or Menace

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Hey! This is Max. Sorry I can't pick up right now; I'm probably snapping pictures of cute animals or something. Leave a message! Or text.

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[Max answers the call, trying not to let her trepidation show. But he looks calmer, less... well, batshit than he normally does. Maybe this isn't a trick>]

Hi. No, it's not a bad time.

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[He half-closes his eyes and folds his hands over in his lap. He inhales deeply for a second, then relaxes. Any way to start this would be difficult. Perhaps he'd best get on with it.]

I imagine you have questions for me.

[Anybody would. The floor is open.]

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Yeah. I do.

[Deep breath.]

Mind telling me your background?

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I do. I'm ordinarily a private person. You'll have to make allowances if I exclude some of the more excruciating details.

[He doesn't like to be reminded of going to school every day in fear of violence and retribution.]

I lived with my parents. My father, Gerald, was a biology teacher. And my mother, Karen? She disliked me being out of the house for too long. She rarely discusses her childhood with me.

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I understand.

[And she still remembers what she saw. Is this Crane the same way?]

What was it like at school? I mean, the parts you wanna tell me.

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[He clicks his tongue in his cheeks. It seems some traits are familiar, no matter the universe he comes from.]

Monotonous and frustrating. I believe I mentioned this before.

[He'll skip the part about his mother for now.]

I was the target of ridicule; fittingly called a scarecrow because I was so thin, I was harassed throughout puberty by young men incapable of understanding their behavior.

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I hear you. I get bullied a lot at school, too.

[Or, at least, she did.]

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Unfortunate.

I would ask whether you enjoyed school, but we agreed that this call would be directed by you. Do you have anything else to ask me?

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What did you decide to do when you grew up?

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Psychiatry.

[Obviously. Obviously.]

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[Whoops. That one was pretty obvious.]

Well... you seem different, this time.

[Less sadistic, that's for sure.]

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That can only be a good thing, so it seems.

[Given everything his counterpart's done? Yeeeah.]

Otherwise, might I ask, how are you feeling today?