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[dasschlechtende]

Who: SOME DUDE
When: Day 119, HIGH NOON
Where: OUTSIDE IN THE FIELDS
What: SOME VARIANT OF THIS

[HELLO, FELLOW THUSIANS.

THIS AFTERNOON, THERE IS A FLAG BEING HOISTED IN SOME LARGE TREE.

YOU CAN PROBABLY SEE IT FROM THE WINDOWS.

IT'S BLACK AND WHITE AND MAY HAVE BEEN MADE FROM BED SHEETS.

POSSIBLY, SOME HOUSEWIFEY PERSON MIGHT BE MILDLY OFFENDED BY THIS BUT WHATEVER.

THERE IS ALSO A MADMAN LAUGHING FROM ONE OF THOSE CLOSED-OFF BALCONIES ON HQ.

... THE SWEAT RUNNING DOWN HIS FACE MIGHT EXPLAIN HOW THE FUCK HE GOT UP THERE (HINT: IT WAS SUPER NOT EASY AND THUS MORE EPIC)]

Comments

[responsetoregret]

I just arrived yesterday!

[...and yelling is getting annoying, MAYBE I SHOULD JUST CLIMB UP THERE.]

[Looking for how you got there.]

[dasschlechtende]

[there's probably some. climbable areas.

yep.

climbed.]

[responsetoregret]

....

[Eh, I can do that. I'm limber!]

[dasschlechtende]

[HELPING YOUR TINY SELF UP THE LAST BIT, LAUGHING]

Nice, nice!

[responsetoregret]

[Careful, tiny thing is heavier than he looks.]

Thanks.

I'm not fond of yelling to talk to someone, and it seems like it might be unsafe for you to go down.

[dasschlechtende]

Eh. I'll find a way down, no problem.

[responsetoregret]

...

[Looks him over.]

I guess it would be a strain for you.

[It's always hard to gauge those sort of things when one has no muscles to wear out. =|a]

[dasschlechtende]

Pfft! Whatever! I'll get back into the shape of my former glory. You just watch!

[responsetoregret]

Just don't push yourself. One step at a time for stuff like that.

[dasschlechtende]

Yeah, yeah. Hear that all the time.

So how're you liking things here so far?

[responsetoregret]

[Right now I just want to despise everything and go home. :')]

[Shrugs.] It's okay.

[dasschlechtende]

[my hand + your head = patpat]

Nice. Nice smile. Keep up the act enough and it might be the actual thing eventually.

[responsetoregret]

[Stiffens right up at that.]

[dasschlechtende]

[patpat patpat]

Hey, hey, calm down. I just know how it is.

[responsetoregret]

[On one hand, I want to shove away that hand because I am NOT WEAK OR ANYTHING AT ALL.]

[...on other hand it's nice and still built to be fourteen.]

...

[dasschlechtende]

[WELL GOOD. hairruffles for tiny blonde thing]

Found a place to stay?

[responsetoregret]

[Shakes his head.] No, not yet. Wanted to get some things sorted, have a few special needs to take care of.

[dasschlechtende]

Well, my place's got room. Zexion wouldn't mind guests. In fact, he's kind of the doting type that likes to serve tea and stuff like that.

[responsetoregret]

Zexion?

...I wonder if that'd work well. Never been in a place where there were two doting types about.

[dasschlechtende]

Huh? Who're you calling doting? I'm definitely not!

[responsetoregret]

Nah, that'd be me. I've been called a housewife enough times that I can't really deny it anymore. I live there, I've gonna start doing chores.

[dasschlechtende]

. . . Zexion will completely love you.

[responsetoregret]

Could be or we wouldn't be able to stand each other after a certain point.

[dasschlechtende]

No, he always likes when people do chores.

[responsetoregret]

Really?

Hmmm....that might work...