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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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[rolebreaker]

[ he's already gained a foot or so distance between them before dusk's words even process.

... ha. ]

Who do you think you are, my mother?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Yeah, sure, that works right now.

Give it, Midnight. We'll be fixed soon enough.

[rolebreaker]

... [ tersely, ] Just stop.

[schrodingerscockroach]

No.

[rolebreaker]

Just stop! [ snaps, louder than he's ever spoken, ]

I don't need it. I don't want it. It's none of your business, and the more you talk to me like that-- like I'm a child, the more I want to- [ what. fight him? throw up? he feels sick. ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

You're trying to throw away your heart in some kind of fit. I'll talk to you with more respect when you're not throwing a tantrum. [Maybe.]

Now hand it over or I'm going to make you hand it over.