They love me, then they love me not || O, Joining

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

As Deviantmind got closer, Atbash shuffled backwards, trying not to keep so close to him. It was nothing against the lab, she was just the type of person to respect boundaries, even if said person was trying to get close themselves. ”I’ll make some when we get to camp.” Atbash gave a nod to note that Deviantmind did want a cup. She didn’t have any powers, so she couldn’t just conjure up one. ”My name’s Atbash.” She went on. Nicknames? She’d never been given a nickname before. She knew what they were, of course, she just never got one of her own. Could you even make a nickname out of her name?

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