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Who: anyone
When: day 57, afternoon
Where: anywhere it's a mingle

[This is a mingle but there is a comment in a Chain Chat to the whole train!]

Rean: A while ago some of us were discussing a festival where every team puts on a production, game, booth, whatever, maybe based around team bonds or interests.

What do people think? Maybe it's a good time to to talk about it again?

[Feel free to discuss with each other! Or just mingle as usual.]

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[she doesn't look surprised at his answer, at least he's sensible, buT STILL!]

Still...my apologies. I invited myself, essentially.

Apology accepted, although it is not necessary.

[TOO BAD, SHE'S STUBBORN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

even if she'll never admit it.]

Well, it seemed...somewhat informative.

[in a wow ok remind me never to piss you off but it will still probably happen because i'm me kind of way.]

[nods]

I know enough now to wonder, whereas before I knew nothing.

What do you know for certain?

[leans back in the chair, thoughtful a moment, before answering]

We had fought before, he and I, enough to know each other well. Both of us were holding back, buying time, though I think he did not realize I was doing so as well. His goal was to hold me off until his voidship was ready to launch; mine, to keep his attention until my Circlemate planted a hidden beacon on it. Still, it was a satisfying encounter, and he showed me more of his arsenal than I showed him of mine. We were far from the worlds I called home, and I was hunting something...a ship, I think, which was his charge to guard and guide. Our plan was to follow his Circle back to it.

I see. What is a "Circle", exactly?

[she can guess some from context but not everything.]

Or do you not remember, perhaps?

A fair question. I do recall in general terms.

[considering again, for a moment, how to explain]

A Circle is a group of comrades. Five, by tradition, though I don't believe that's a requirement. An adventuring band of sorts, though held in more respect than mere wandering killers.

I see, thank you for the clarification. Do you think you are rivals, then? IF you both are in the same line of work, perhaps.

[if that's what that even is because goddamn the powers being thrown around, but maybe that's fuckin typical of his world]

Rivals and opponents, yes, but with opposing purposes. He is a good enemy, and we sharpen each other; I bear him no personal grudge, but a time will come when one of us kills the other -- or so it seems to me, from how I thought of him.

I suppose that's all you can really ask for in someone like that. A pity that it will have to come to an end sometime, I realise that is the natural conclusion according to you, but good rivals are hard to find.

It's true, what you say. If I do remember the end of our rivalry, I will surely miss him when he's gone.

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