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[schrodingerscockroach]

Who: OPEN
When: Day 37, Night
Where: all over

[It's a mingle]

Comments

[crimeson]

[he's fully capable of talking like this, but he's tempted... not to, yet.

instead he whines softly, though his ears are perked towards Dusk in interest more than anything. his approach seems to be fine, at least.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Hey, it's okay. Just wanted to make sure you weren't a wild wolf about to maul anyone because you got stuck in a weird place.

I'm Dusk. Looking for something specific?

[crimeson]

[a wolf shaking its head like a human would is a pretty weird gesture, not gonna lie, but he does it.

and he even speaks! wow that's randy's voice, but still without any of the confidence he normally exudes.]

Not really.

[schrodingerscockroach]

.... [Oh, he knows that voice.]

Still have amnesia, huh?

[crimeson]

[a little clipped.]

Yep.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Sorry.

Wanna go for a run? Burn off that energy?

[crimeson]

...Do you want to?

[that sounded like an invitation?]

[schrodingerscockroach]

I'm always up for a run. Haven't gotten to see much of what was recently cleared yet outside anyway.

[crimeson]

I haven't either, strictly speaking.

[schrodingerscockroach]

It's all pretty new.

Let's go.

[Heading out.]

[crimeson]

'Kay.

[following at his heels, which would be puppyish if not for like... sheer size and also general tension.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[....listen, if Caboose can puppy, so can Randy.]

[Caboose is bigger than Wash.]

[But outside we gooooo.]

It is pretty nice out here.

[crimeson]

[true, Randy is at least USUALLY only about the same height as Wash.

he hesitates, lifting his head, ears swiveling, apparently picking up the smells and sounds before being willing to step far from the train... but then he nods.]

Smells pretty different.

[schrodingerscockroach]

From inside? Definitely.

Don't worry. I'm....borrowing a weapon from someone right now. [He intends to give them back, so borrowing works.] Nothing is gonna hurt us.

[crimeson]

"Borrowing."

[he caught that pause, but he just... scoffs a little.]

All right. I'll be relying on you for that.

[schrodingerscockroach]

....confiscated and figure might as well use them until I can return them.

Thanks.

[crimeson]

What were they up to?

[conversationally, relaxing a bit, more accustomed to the change in surroundings and the company.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Head got messed with and ended up lashing out violently. I figured not having a weapon would be better for all.

[crimeson]

...Probably a good call.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Yeah.

But hey. Now I can take a walk without worrying about getting jumped by like...a crocodile.

[crimeson]

It works out pretty neatly. I don't know if I can fight, so...

[schrodingerscockroach]

You can, but I'm not sure how well when you're out of it.

But I'm pretty good.

Someone did help explain all of this, right?

[crimeson]

[he can definitely fight even like this but he doesn't KNOW that]

Mmhm. I read everything I could, and then Rean told me a lot, too.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Did you have any other questions you wanted answer?

[How about a walk in the woods? Heading that way.]

[crimeson]

...Only about Randy.

[sure let's traipse into the woods. clearly keeping an ear out, alert.]