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Who: Everyone
When: Day 45, early afternoon
Where: Everywhere

[ You've had your time to exchange candy and spooky stories, and the game has come to an end! Everyone who took part received a bag of candy to take to their train, as a bonus reward for the entertainment. Shortly before the game setting can fade away, Finn's going to declare the winners:

Thyme, Senna, Jasmine, and Clover ]

Aaand that's a wrap. With any luck, you guys had some actual fun. Don't forget to brush your teeth and, huh ... enjoy the candy?

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[ … Oh. ]

[ Oh. ]

[ Her eyes dart from him (threat, Mimic — no, that's Dusk, isn't it?) to the windows and all around, though she never quite lets him out of her peripheral vision. Oh. That's right. She's not there. She's not in the mountains, she's not fighting a Mimic. There's no blood in the air. ]

[ She lets out a shuddering breath. ]

[ Breathes in again, stronger, and eases out of her defensive stance, step by step, like she's done it a hundred times before. Gives herself a little shake to try to clear her head. ]

Dusk — I'm so sorry, are you okay? [ jesus christ mistakes have been Made — ]

I'm fine.

[And his voice is softer, gentler now that she's acknowledged him. He doesn't need to cut through the panic so much.] Just focus on breathing right now. You look on the edge of a panic attack.

[Or in one. Either way, breathing helped.]

Yeah. I know. I've got this.

[ She starts to sink down onto the displaced couch, only to immediately stand back up again. Okay. Too antsy. Sitting bad. Okay. ]

[ Walking it is, letting herself burn off some of that excess energy. ]

So. Uh. Those pendants.

Yeah, those pendants. [THAT IS. CERTAINLY A THING.]

....want to go to the gym? [Because he's pretty sure she's a 'do something when things are bad' sort.]

[ Her response is immediate: ]

Yes. [ She's pivoting and heading that way before the word is fully out of her mouth. ]

[He's gonna scoop up Sunset again and follow after quickly.]

Want to try using the pendants, or something more mundane?

Or sparring?

[What will help the antsy most????]

Not the pendants. Yet. I need to move.

[ Looks around at what's on offer, shifting on her feet. ]

Don't know if I should spar right now. [ There's too much of a chance that she could lose track of where she is. ] Push up competition? Squats?

[He nods. He can get that.]

Probably squats. Harder to see what's around you for push up's.

Squats it is!

[ SQUATS IT IS ]

On your mark?

[your legs will hate you, Faito.]

Okay. [Setting Sunset somewhere out of the way with a cat toy then finding a good spot.]

[Waits to see that she's in a good position and-] One, two, three, go.

[And squats.]

[ she's going to tackle this squat contest with all her power ]

[ with alL HER MIGHT ]

[ And she will not! Give Up! Until her legs give out!! ]

[ stubborn determination and trauma can take a girl far ]

[Fight hard, Faito. Especially against the guy who has a dedicated squat button.]

[But helping her get out all that antsy energy is the important thing, help calm things down.]

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[ 197 ... 198 ... 199 - ]

[ COME ON, FAITO, YOU CAN DO IT - ]

[ She ekes out 200, and finally, finally falls on her aching behind. Whew. ]

Wah ...

[It is very impressive for a non-augmented non-marine.]

[He'll stop at two hundred and then go get some water for her because presumably there's something for that in the gym.]

How are you feeling?

Ahh, thanks ...

[ Takes a grateful couple of sips of water. ]

Like my butt is gonna fall off.

Not surprising for that many squats. Pretty sure most marines couldn't manage that.

I bet they could if they tried their best!

[ gulps down the rest of the water. ]

And then their butts would fall off.

Imagine that. A whole troop of marines, defeated by squats, butts on the ground and bemoaning the day evolution gave them glutes.

Then they have to do two hundred push ups.

[Chuckles.] Superior officers are relentless like that.

[ Huffs a laugh. ]

It sounds like a fun job.

Depends entirely on how much sass trainees can muster. It can be pretty frustrating.

Or maybe that's just Tucker.

There's always gonna be one. Heck, Kaito'd be a nightmare ... [ Mumble ... ]

So would I, probably ...

He does seem like he'd complain the whole way even if he's athletic.

I think it'd depend on the teacher. You're pretty attentive, so just depends if the teacher is an asshole.

[ Nod, nod! ]

He's grumpy and childish. [ Nod!! ] Childish being the keyword ... he seems like the kind of guy who does whatever he wants.

[ ... There's a whole lot more to him that, of course. She knows that intimately well after that memory. ]

Maybe depends on whether Kaito's in the vicinity, too ...