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[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 36 night
Where: Back outside the train

[Well. You’re all in some kind of. State. A rather chagrined voice mutters on the wind;]

That isn’t quite how I envisioned it going…

[At any rate! There are new stars in the sky in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple and senna terracotta.

Well how are you all doing?]

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[survivaltricks]

[hhhhhesitation]

[and then, super bluntly]






That sucked.

[fuckyew]

I know, what the fucking hell was that?!

[survivaltricks]

Something straight out of the freakiest horror movie you can dream up.

[he huffs, a bit breathlessly, because he is still. . . trying to compose himself]

[fuckyew]

...what's a movie...

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[he ain't gonna answer that, he is just gonna flop into his side and make a muffled, strangled noise]

[fuckyew]

...once I get this transparency part fix, I got fish to cook. And I can help you out with that heart thing. Just gotta...fix this. Eventually.

1/2

[survivaltricks]

[. . . ????]

[?????????????]

[survivaltricks]

[muttering to himself]

Kind indeed, huh. . .

[and then, more audibly]

Yeah? And who is going to help you with your heart thing?

[fuckyew]

I was just gonna do it myself once the contract stuff got taken care of. Did you say something else?

[survivaltricks]

No.

[lol]

. . . let's make a deal. You help me, and I'll help you. Whatever needs to be done, I can do it.

[fuckyew]

...I don't think the things that I gotta do to fix myself will need more help. Maybe the problem is there's too much help...

[survivaltricks]

Ah. You mean offers for your contract?

[rolls his shoulders back a bit]

I didn't mean that specifically, especially if you've got tons of options. Just. . . in general.

If we're supposed to be teammates, then I want you to be able to lean on me.

[fuckyew]

...are you all just gonna be like this?

[survivaltricks]

Well, I wasn't going to be until just this second.

[that trial was SHIT]

But yeah. Probably. You are too, you know.

[fuckyew]

I am what?

[survivaltricks]

Nothing.

[he knows better than to push it]

I'll be okay. Focus on the others first, all right?

[fuckyew]

Yeah, yeah, whatever you say~

[survivaltricks]

[SPARKLES]

[and offers him a thumbs up]

Need a hand up?

[fuckyew]

Only if you're gonna nag at me if I don't take it.

[survivaltricks]

You want me to nag you? Are you an M?

[fuckyew]

No!! I'm just sayin' if I refuse and you start complaining, that'll be even MORE annoying.

[survivaltricks]

I'm not a nag.

[pulling his hand back]

I respect your agency to lie on the ground until the earth consumes you.

[wh]

[fuckyew]

...I've decided you're the best unitmate here, congratulations.

[survivaltricks]

Oh. Thanks.

[WRY]

I hope I get a physical award for that prestigious honor.