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[feistytrader]

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[barredheart]

[No good... White pats around under the counter for the "antidote" to this one and pauses, wanting to make sure of one thing.]

The drink isn't any good? Do you think you can hold out, or do you need the cleanser?

[feistytrader]

[What would Gold and Crys think of him now, would he lose them too, would they turn him away-]

Cleanser.

[barredheart]

[Without hesitation she'll hand it over, a light lavender mixture of calmness and love, something that oughta settle his nerves and reassure him.]

It's one of the emotions I've been having a lot of trouble on making anything good out of, I shouldn't have given it to you first, I'm sorry.

[feistytrader]

[Never before has he so hurriedly gulped down a drink.

It definitely helps, but that's not going to magically make the ice up to his knees disappear either, so... Come here, Weavile, help him out.

...Or just hug his legs, that works too.]

It's okay. It wasn't just the potion, either, it's just-

...I have a lot to be afraid about right now.

[...He can trust White with that much.]

[barredheart]

... So I heard. That's kind of why I wanted you to help test things for me, to get your mind off yesterday, but I guess that backfired.

[Whoops. She hesitates, then sighs a little more resigned, fiddling with a dark red bottle. It's almost like blood.]

Maybe I should just get you to test out the nicer ones for me.

[feistytrader]

...It's okay. I already agreed to help you, I can get it done.

[Weavile gives one determined punch to each of silver's legs, and he's free of the ice. Mostly.

We've made a mess of your floor, White. Sorry about that.]

Besides, I trust you to stop anything that gets out of hand. I mean, you just did.

[barredheart]

[She can wipe it up later, it's fine. For now, though, Silver gets an honestly surprised face from White, but it disappears in a second as she clears her throat and fiddles with the bottle again, smiling lightly.]

So. There's hatred, anger, envy, distrust, despair, and sadness left... I'm having trouble turning despair into anything good [which is amazing considering who inspired this line up] but I think I have the others nailed down, if you want to pick your poison this time.

[feistytrader]

[...]

Let's start with distrust.

[That seems like the ugliest one as far as doing this is concerned, so they might as well get it out of the way first.]

[barredheart]

[Her hand leaves the crimson bottle and moves to the dark blue, looking more like the color of the deepsea than anything you should drink, and lingers there.]

You're positive? It's supposed to make you more cautious of your surroundings, less inclined to believe someone's word if they seem like they're hiding something, so it's not exactly useful in an everyday thing yet, but... it has its uses, I guess. It's a troublesome one too.

[feistytrader]

If I'm going to try them all, I'd rather try that first.

[He holds out his hand patiently. This is going to suck, isn't it.]

[barredheart]

[This is gonna suck hard. She'll give it to him after a moment, nodding.]

Just the same as before, it'll last ten minutes and if you need a cleanser just say so.

[feistytrader]

Right.

[He drinks it up...

...And for a moment, he wonders if this one was a dud, because things don't feel much different.]

...Was that one not as strong?

[There's a slight chill around him, but at least it isn't as bad as the fear.]

[barredheart]

No, they're all the same intensity. Why?

[Like, she's not gonna test it again because that was an Interesting Experience, but still.]

[feistytrader]

It doesn't feel much different.

[The fear one sucked, and this one is... Normal?]

[barredheart]

[...]

Are you telling me you're in a constant state of paranoia, Silver?

[feistytrader]

[...Listen]

...I don't think so?

[Of course you don't think so, buddy.]

[barredheart]

[... Honestly the hatred didn't do anything for White herself, so who is she to say.]

Well, alright then. If you're always cautious anyway it makes sense why it wouldn't work... but if it's a dud, it's a dud. Let me grab another one.

[She's got a couple in the back. It's just a short trip before he can take another shot.]

[feistytrader]

[...White has no reason to do anything to that drink, he's already had two, if he dies then he can come back and-

Down goes a second drink. That chill's a little stronger, but he's still pretty calm.]

[barredheart]

[...]

You're so weird. Let's try another one, since all I'm getting is a chill.

[Have your antidote earlier, Silver, it's going to be a nice mix of love and light happiness.]

[feistytrader]

I don't need it.

[...Silver you stupid paranoid fuck take the potion-]

[barredheart]

You do. It might've been a dud, it might've not been a dud, but I'd really like it if you would take that so I don't accidentally mix two different negatives in you.

[feistytrader]

[But he doesn't want to take these anymore, what if you-

Look at the color, Silver, the other one that was this color was fine, this one will be fine, you're fine.

...

He drinks it with a little hesitation.]

...It wasn't a dud.

[barredheart]

So you really are just paranoid. Do you trust anyone?

[feistytrader]

...I trust some people with some things.

[...That's not very reassuring, is it.]

The first one was fine, but I didn't like doubting you that much.

[barredheart]

[That... is just about as trustful as she is, so she can't knock him.]

I don't like you doubting me that much either. We're best friends, so you've gotta be able to trust me a little! [that is her requirement] Tell me when you've settled out and choose your next one.