[Game 18] Endgame

[arsgoetia]

It's early morning by the time they tidy up the house and fix the windows—leaving it as neat as they'd entered it, Tristan promises—and head out. Tristan seems to be itching to just get away from the place, though they can't return to the church, and it's now New Year's Day—so they head back across the border to the house in New York. Even Sariel comes along—albeit reluctantly—at Tristan's suggestion.

"To my understanding," Tristan says, "the kid's with Sera right now, which I'm cool with. I was a bit rough on him, so he might be sleeping it off for another little while—and like you all said, he might be a bit freaked out to see a dozen people staring at him. So let's leave him there for now. I can send you all home." He pauses.

"But if you want to come back soon . . . I can bring you back. No agenda necessary. If you don't want to come—well, let me know, and I'll try not to bring you."

Comments

[playfair]

[I hope Lucia's parents aren't super pissed. I'M GOING TO FIND SOME FURNITURE AND FLOP IN IT]

Why are you soooo annoying? But I want to know if you bring people back...

[itouch]

Shut up, Shuri.

[with absolutely no heat]

Maybe I'll tell you.

[playfair]

I'll get everyone else to tell me.

[itouch]

If they remember you.

[playfair]

They'll definitely remember me! They can't forget me!

[itouch]

You sound worried.

[playfair]

I am not!

[mayflowered]

[ughhh irritably browsing her phone

Might as well check reddit.]

[playfair]

[looking over her shoulder]

What's that?

[mayflowered]

Huh? Oh, reddit. It's kind of a message board. I like to read the various paranormal boards.

[playfair]

Are they... real paranormal stuff?

[mayflowered]

Nah, it's pretty much all fake. Maybe the occasional ghost story thrown in. --Ugh, this thread still hasn't updated. NOTHING is going right tonight.

[playfair]

Oh noooo...

Robin wants to go to Denny's? I mean... we're not going to get back in time to finish dinner...

[mayflowered]

New years at Denny's? Ugh, I guess so. I already texted Dad.

[playfair]

I'm sorry...! We don't have to do that if you don't want to! I just thought it would be fun to hang out with everyone while we're here.

[mayflowered]

...No, let's do it.

[playfair]

Okay.

[petting her hair]

Sorry about New Years, but, it was all that guy's fault anyway.

[mayflowered]

You're perfect. It's fine.

[playfair]

[eheh. kissing her on the lips briefly before pulling back]

Lucia is more perfect than perfect~

[mayflowered]

Pfff, don't even.

[playfair]

I can't help it if it's true~ There's nothing I can do about that~

[mayflowered]

I know I'm not.

[playfair]

Mmmmmm... Well, I wouldn't like you as much if you were perfect.

[mayflowered]

Really?

[playfair]

Yeah... I mean, if you were perfect at everything, you'd just make me look bad in comparison. And why would you even need me around?