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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]

[. . .]

[rubs his eyes]

[nope lizard still there]







Both. . .?

[bowtiedbones]

Um. I'm okay, besides the obvious.

[survivaltricks]

[lizard lizard lizard. . . what does lizard meat taste like?]






I like your scales.

[IS HE DELIRIOUS]

[yes]

[bowtiedbones]

...

Thanks, they're new.

[survivaltricks]

I can tell.

[GOD]

[he is. . . trying to cope, here]

How long do you have them?

[bowtiedbones]

I have no idea. I hope they're not permanent, because I kind of need thumbs for my job.

[survivaltricks]

Yeah, thumbs are pretty great.

[lizard flesh. . . lizard steaks? god that sounds good right about now]

[FOCUS]

[bowtiedbones]

Also being more than a foot long.



Are you okay?

[survivaltricks]

I'm okay.

[he is not okay]

There isn't much I can do for everyone here, but I want to at least try.

[bowtiedbones]

It's... hard when it's like this. Making sure people take care of themselves is all you can really do.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . useless during the trial and completely useless after. . .]

How does someone take care of themselves after— that?

[bowtiedbones]

It's like treating shock. Get them calm, give them something quiet to focus on, get them somewhere safe. Treat any injuries.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . right. of course. it makes sense. distractions. a distraction is what he needs, so naturally it's what everyone else would need]

Okay.

[a deep exhale]

I'll do my best. Do you know anyone who might need a helping hand?

[bowtiedbones]

Um, well I'm not as badly off, but I need someone to carry me inside. I don't feel safe on the ground.

[survivaltricks]

[crouches down, one hand extended. his palm is free and warm!!]

You're going to. . .

[trails off]

Thyme? Right?

[bowtiedbones]

[scuttles onto his hand, curling up and wrapping her tail around his wrist]

That's right. My scales match my team color.

[survivaltricks]

[stands up straight, trying to ignore how easy it would be to just]

[shove her into his mouth]

[SHE DOESN'T NEED TO KNOW HE IS THINKING ABOUT THAT]

That was awfully aesthetic of them.

[bowtiedbones]

[DO NOT PUT MONITOR LIZARDS NEAR FACES, BAD TIMES BAD TIMES]

It's kind of cute, circumstances aside.

[survivaltricks]

[SO IS WANTING TO EAT THE FLESH OF ANY LIVING SENTIENT BEING, FTR]

. . . cute. . .

[squints at her as he makes his way towards the train]

[bowtiedbones]

[A FULL TERRIBLE COMBO]

Lizards are cute and team colors are cute, therefore.

[survivaltricks]

You'll forgive me if I disagree with the adjective "cute," here.

Which isn't saying that lizards and team colors aren't cute, but--

[JUST]

[GESTURES]

[THAT GAME WAS NOT CUTE]

[bowtiedbones]

It's a big "otherwise," I know. I need something positive in being a lizard.

[survivaltricks]

[hm]

There are lots of positives about being a lizard. Like. . .

Your tail.

[bowtiedbones]

[looks behind her]

It is prehensile.

[survivaltricks]

Mmm. And you can climb vertical walls.