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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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[fisherofmen]

I wouldn't say it's ignoring.

[voreaciously]

What would you call it, then?

[fisherofmen]

Staying out of your way.

[voreaciously]

That never mattered to you, before.

[fisherofmen]

Well, I just feel like it.

[voreaciously]

[...Something is the matter here.]

What is your name?

[fisherofmen]

You're asking this now, of all times?

[ turning to

stroll,

away ]

[voreaciously]

[she reaches out to grip his shoulder

firmly.

it is completely negated by the fact that he can dematerialise into spirit form at any moment, but she has a point to make.]

A name. It should not take long. Because I am beginning to suspect you do not have one.

[suspecting a lot of things, really.]

1/3

[fisherofmen]

[ can he though

actually her hand falls completely through his illusioned shoulder, though presumably she's aware of where his shoulder actually is given that she knows how small his magic core is - regardless, he freezes and glares to the touch ]

[fisherofmen]

[ . . . ]

[fisherofmen]

[ lifting both hands now, to press to his chest - abruptly, there's the crackle of electricity. Amane can see - more than that, she can feel his saint graph warping under her very fingers, a horrible something that's undoubtedly painful. more importantly, with her proximity, it's likely she'll be caught in - whatever this is. ]

[voreaciously]

What are you doing? Stop that, this instant!

[she is going to let go of him, but she is not leaving]

[fisherofmen]

[ that's okay

whatever it is doesn't finish - he stops, but

as soon as she lets go of him, as soon as it's clear to him that something's wrong, he's booking it ]

[voreaciously]

[like spirit form booking it or running

SHE'S GOING TO FIND HIS DUMBASS BECAUSE POST-GAME PAINS]

[fisherofmen]

[ like running

metal bits won't let him spirit form OR transform so he has to be a scrub ]

[voreaciously]

[bro she is like

catching up to you and sweeping you up in a princess carry effortlessly because

you know]

[fisherofmen]

[ very

very helpfully

snarls, ]

Let go of me!

[ actually I hope you like being electrocuted from touching him because he's pikachu now ]

[voreaciously]

[we all know how much androids like electricity

but she doesn't let go of him, she cannot really, she just holds him a little tighter as she makes something of a jittering noise.]

[fisherofmen]

[ that's ok I can do this until you shut down

trying to push her away, kick while he's still buzzing ]

[voreaciously]

[oh my god okay she manages to break from seizing up and drops him unceremoniously before stumbling a little.]

[fisherofmen]

[ landing onto the ground with a running start, managing a few paces before he stops and turns back, hesitant

did he break it ]

[voreaciously]

[electricity rolls over her frame for a moment before dying down.

How unpleasant.]

Was that truly...necessary. You are injured.

[fisherofmen]

[ well she can talk so


running. again.

goodbye ]

[voreaciously]

[okay but like ice wall appears in front of him. and then the left, then the right.

she was not finished.]

[fisherofmen]

[ how unmeltable is this ice and also how tall is this ice. he's going to try to melt it. ]