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[bluediligence]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 49, Late afternoon
Where: Anywhere

[ If the morning's trial hadn't been miserable enough … ]

[ Now it's raining! And it's still so foggy you can barely see your own feet. ]

Comments

[bowtiedbones]

Or I brought her here all the way across the universe. Either idea is kind of wild, but I am glad it worked at all.

[crimeson]

S'probably better for her here than there, at any rate.

[bowtiedbones]

She liked what I had to offer, anyways. She's not like my familiars, she's here under term.

[crimeson]

Ah... contracts 'n stuff?

[bowtiedbones]

It's a contract, but a comparatively informal one. Working hellhounds mainly need a purpose and fire, and that's easy to give.

[crimeson]

That's some pretty cool stuff.

[bowtiedbones]

They're cool monsters.

[crimeson]

Eliza's cool too!

[bowtiedbones]

I don't disagree, but I will note I'm drinking in pajamas. It's not the coolest beastmaster look.

[crimeson]

You're drinking in comfort! That's super cool.

[bowtiedbones]

[sips her whiskey]

Hmm... Okay! Yes, I'm super cool.

[crimeson]

That's more like it.

[sipping his own.]

[bowtiedbones]

You know, this is actually only the second time I've drank on the train? Crow bought whiskey when he arrived.

[crimeson]

Well, I've got somethin' of a stash. I usually just don't bring it out. I hope it's to your tastes?

[bowtiedbones]

It's good! I don't drink much, but I like whiskey.

[crimeson]

Good to hear it! I'd grab somethin' else if you want, but just hanging out is nice.

[bowtiedbones]

Good, because hanging out is what I'm here to do.

[crimeson]

Then we're agreed.

[bowtiedbones]

[toasts him with her whiskey glass, pulling her legs up onto the seat and getting cozy. the hellhound is still on guard, ears twitching towards every sound.]

I will have to leave if someone comes in to look at their memories, but until then.