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[hot_mess_express]

Who: You
When: Day 52, morning
Where: Anywhere

[Of course there's still the flowers that, when stepped on, enhance or dull a sense, and there are still some chocolates in the lounge if you missed them or want more.

But this morning dawns with an infestation of bats.

That is, tiny tiny clockwork bats that get in your hair and coffee and make tiny tiny clockwork bat screeches.

Should you encounter a clockwork bat, and they're pretty hard to dodge, the next person you talk to will... Well, see one of your memories.

Otherwise it seems like a pretty typical morning, and the bats will be gone by afternoon.]

Comments

[awakenerd]

Can you tell me a bit more about the situation?

[dereban]

Do you want the condensed version or the let me sit down and talk my ass off for 84 years version?

[awakenerd]

I'm always for listening to a long story.

[dereban]

Well. . . [ she doesn't exactly mind talking about it, but it's a little awkward, honestly. ] Maybe we'll have to do it over drinks and a seat somewhere.

[awakenerd]

Sounds like a date to me.

[dereban]

[ flatly: ]

You know you're going to break a lot of people's hearts with that misunderstanding that way.

1/2

[awakenerd]

[awakenerd]

I meant... As a figure of speech. Sorry.

Sitting together and talking over drinks sounds nice though.

[dereban]

[ and that's when she laughs a little under her breath, amused ]

Pfft, I knew that. You don't happen to know a good place for both?

[awakenerd]

[He's very specifically stupid.]

Well, the lounge is the most public place to sit over drinks. I can buy the drinks of course.

[dereban]

[ she understands. ]

Haha. . . well, I don't mind, then. Lead the way, then.

[awakenerd]

[Offers his arm.]

If you'll give me the honor.

[dereban]

Hmm, how gentlemanly!

[ there's amusement in her voice as she laughs a little but doesn't hesitate into taking his arm ]