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« YOUGOTBAMBOOZLED » TEXT ✧ AUDIO ✧ VIDEO ✧ ACTION ELLIOTT WITT ✦ APEX LEGENDS
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H-hey is this thing recording? It better be recording.

Yeah, it's your favorite Legend Mirage, feel free to leave me a message and I'll get back to you soon. O-or you could just, you know, text like a normal person.

Yeesh.

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[quickerer]

"Pffft, please, there's no room on your walls between your own posters for my merch. Obviously you're pining in secret," He counters. Even in this ridiculous alternate dimension some things were still too ridiculous.

"You seem pretty worried, amigo," But he's just teasing and gives him a real answer after a faint shrug, "Yeah, from my experience it is. It's all feelings. I guess, maybe, if you were thinking super hard about something maybe you could like shoot that into someone else's brain but usually you're kinda distracted with other stuff anyway."

He smirks, obviously implying Elliott and his partner will likely be focused on more carnal matters.

[yougotbamboozled]

He snorts before he can stop himself, the laugh ripping out quickly following that even though he tries not to look too sheepish. "Oh, yeah, in secret." He muses, the laughter dying down to a fond chuckle, rubbing a palm against his chest with a little puff of a breath.

"Worried? Me? No." He answers more instinctively than anything else, but he pushes an easy-going smile because it's the best response he's got for Octane at the moment. "Besides, I'm already incredibly distracting with my clothes on, I hardly imagine anyone's gonna be probing these thoughts once I've got them off." He gestures vaguely to the whole of himself with one hand, as if he was a prize on display, or if that would somehow exemplify the faux-point he was making.