[Game 21] Epilogue

[arsgoetia]

So, you get your Philly cheesesteak, and you head back on another train, returning to New York at fuck o'clock in the morning. Maybe you get a nap on the train, or maybe you're full of yawns and misery as you head back to Sariel's house at the crack of dawn. Paz went on her merry way with wonderful promises for the future, but Hale is with you, seeming remarkably energetic.

Madison is just barely held back by Kieran, it seems, from just sprinting out the door as soon as you get anywhere near the yard. As it stands, as soon as you all make your way past the gate, there's a redhead barreling down to greet you.

Comments

[boatsights]

That's not the point.

. . . I hope—you'll come again sometime. Though it's always impossible to predict.

[arsgoetia]

"In terms of spelling, yes. Like Kale, with an H. I too am tastier if you massage me first."

[turnonmycharm]

[that does get a laugh out of Tristan]

I feel like the layers of nuance joking about that with me are just too much.

[innerdemon]

I'm so sorry, you've had the worst day ever and here I am just, crying on, you like...

[psychopompous]

It was not a good day.

It is . . . looking up, though.

[arsgoetia]

"I'm a nuanced motherfucker."

[troublebrewing]

That's what this is for.

[sips her coffee]

[beginningofwisdom]

That would be best, but take care the structure isn't weakened.

[troublebrewing]

Gadreel. And Elli. And Sariel, and Madison.

[boatsights]

I really think all we have left is peanut butter.

[troublebrewing]

You're welcome. Are you feeling okay?

[innerdemon]

Yeah?

[psychopompous]

[no, that was it, that was my Maximum]

Ah—sure.

[troublebrewing]

[for a moment, she closes her eyes and shudders hard, like a general wave of ugly feelings washed over, and she just seems to crumple.

but she pushes herself back up and scrubs at her face, taking a deep breath]

I'm okay. I'm okay.

[onelastknight]

... Well, that is problematic.

[aethericbody]

[frowns and focuses]

[and it slowly gets more opaque]

[even more]

[mooore]

[CRACKBOOM]






[blinks at the scattered pile of powdered glass on the lawn]

[innerdemon]

[sniffs and sits up] Sorry for ... climbing on you. [shuffles back] Are you okay from earlier? Is there anything you need?

[beleaving]

Of course! Allow me to warm you after that adventure.

[Let's go see if we can get that quest accomplished.]

[psychopompous]

[oh]

[. . . he just lies there for a moment, then pushes himself up on his elbows, glancing over at her]

It's fine. I'm feeling better now that we're out of there.

[turnonmycharm]

I didn't ask for your opinion.

[innerdemon]

It was pretty nasty.

[boatsights]

And will continue to?

[psychopompous]

[blinks at Luka a few times]

Thank you . . . for your help.

[innerdemon]

Oh. It's fine.

[boatsights]

P-positive?