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Who: Everyone
When: Day 6, morning
Where: Home base, shrine room
What:

[A new arrival! ... He seems familiar in unmistakable ways, but also not...?

Looks like he might be two seconds from wigging out though, since he's just staring straight ahead of him, trying to process.]

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. . . Sorry the news ain't better.

[pulls his knees up to make himself smaller and clutches his head]

God damn it. Damn it.

It ain't fair, is it?

[sharp noise]

Life's not fair.

Oh, God. I got him killed.

No, it ain't ever fair.

Who?

My friend.

[covers his own mouth for a moment . . . He doesn't say anything, instead just crouches down by him to put a sympathetic hand on his shoulder]

Edited 2011-12-18 23:06 (UTC)

[oh nooo

auuugh

starts shaking a bit NOW YOU MADE A BOY CRY. no he made himself cry.]

I-- I promised, I promised so many times. I couldn't.

[I'M USED TO EMOTIONAL BOYS]

. . . I'm sorry you had to find out even those promises can get broken.

[hfgnghnngfnghgn]

. . . I hear there's some wildlife you can take your feelings out on 'round here.

Take my feelings out... h-haaha...

I think-- I've already done quite enough of that...

As long as you're sure on that.

[squeezes his arms around him, suddenly looking a little. unstable. or ill. or both]

. . .

[. . . k I'm gonna leave you for a minute

and come back with a glass of water since I assume SOMEONE is appeasing the water goddess]

Here. Drink this.

...

[takes the glass, shakey]

If you need to let it out instead, you can do that too.

I-- I can't, I.

[pauuuse

ok reeling a little]

There ain't no shame in it.

[half-reaching for the glass in case he starts to drop it]

[ok well i guess i'm gonna be pretty sick =(]

[takes the glass from him :(]

[COUUGH cough cough heave laugh heave '-' curls up on his knees]

[gosh you better not wig out too hard on me boy '-'

rubs his back . . .] You get it all out?

[n-nodnod]