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[hot_mess_express]

Who: All the cute little heroes
When: Day 35, evening
Where: Back To Your Regularly Scheduled Great Outdoors, Just outside the train

[ The beach fades away all at once, taking the cheery sunshine with it as evening hits all at once-- it melts away in a shower of sparkles as the familiar setting re-emerges. There are new stars in the sky above in clover pink, senna red, jasmine blue, and licorice violet.

Just before the beach disappears entirely, the bubbly voice speaks once more: ]

Wasn't that so much fun! You all rrrrrreally got to know each other, didn't you? Keep up the good work~!

[ If you had any alcohol in hand you still have it, otherwise everything from the trial is gone. ]

Comments

[schrodingerscockroach]

Yeah, that works. Got it. No cheeky military terms of address, just possibly silly ones as the opportunity presents itself.

[crimeson]

I can handle some silliness, sure. Just a little.

[schrodingerscockroach]

It's always good to be able to laugh at yourself, I think.

[crimeson]

[he laughs]

I know we met in a kinda heavy trial, but you don't need to worry much about that with me.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Oh?

[crimeson]

I'm a pretty cheerful guy overall!

[schrodingerscockroach]

You are that.

[Which is somewhat worrying because you clearly have some troubled past issues.]

How'd you enjoy the game?

[crimeson]

Eh, it was okay. I'm a little emotionally raw from talking so much about old stuff, but otherwise fine.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Sounds like you could use the booze too.

[crimeson]

Haha, maybe. But I've already decompressed a bit, and I have more plans along those lines.

[schrodingerscockroach]

That's good. Take it easy, okay? Especially after digging up old stuff.

[crimeson]

I will. You too, okay?

Ah-- did the icepack help any?

[schrodingerscockroach]

....no.

[crimeson]

Ah well, it was worth a shot. Your head still hurts, then?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Yes, though to be fair, I'm not sure how much that might be the headache and how much is social exhaustion.

[crimeson]

Totally fair, honestly. Rest up a little, 'kay?

[schrodingerscockroach]

I will. Gonna lay here a while until Crow lets me try out his gun.

Sounds fun and I can figure out my range.

[crimeson]

That does sound fun. Tell me what you think of orbal guns once you've tried one, yeah? Now I'll get outta your hair.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Will do.

See you later, Randy.

[crimeson]

Seeya, Dusk!

[and he's off to go get... princess carried away by Rean.

gay.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Daw, that's cute though]