[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

[dammitmaonmaon]

[letting out a loud sigh, flopping back on the lawn and rolling around in the grass]

[defendless]

[actually, you know what

same.]

[dammitmaonmaon]

[laughs, rolling over to rest his chin on his hands]

I dinnae like trains.

[defendless]

[just kind of flops out spread-eagle looking at the sky.]

That's fair! They're pretty intense!

[dammitmaonmaon]

Tis all the metal.

[defendless]

Ohh. A lot of things seem to be made of metal around here. Are you okay unless it's that much?

[dammitmaonmaon]

Aye, a'm only half. It only bothers me a wee bit when tis all around.

[defendless]

Then it's good that it isn't as big a problem as it could be...

[redetermined]

[flopping next to after checking in with Tristan]

[dammitmaonmaon]

[rolls over to look at him]

Tired?

[redetermined]

Not really. Actually, I really kind of want to go for a run.

[dammitmaonmaon]

We should go home.

[redetermined]

[you know, he could question this further but he doesn't really want to]

Okay.

[dammitmaonmaon]

I dinnae think we'll be missed.

[redetermined]

Mmh, I can just text them we had to go. It should be fine.

[dammitmaonmaon]

Aye. Good.

[redetermined]

[gets to his feet and holds out a hand to Maon.]

Shall we?

[liarliarliar]

I have fashion magazines for you to look at later.

[...picks up some leaves and drops them on the rolling boy]

[dammitmaonmaon]

[bursts out laughing]

Aye? Will do it!

[grabbing at some of the leaves]

[liarliarliar]

I hope you like fancy hats.

[so many fall colored leaves for your face]

[dammitmaonmaon]

Who dae ye think y'er talkin' to?

[liarliarliar]

A man of many hats.

[leans down to place a small leaf on Maon's forehead carefully]

[dammitmaonmaon]

[reaches a hand up to him, huffing at the leaf. it wobbles, but stays in place]

Are ye gonna be a'richt? Truth.

[liarliarliar]

I hate truth...

[sighs a little, reaching down to grab his hand and swing it back and forth a little, looking like they're still playing to anyone watching]

I don't know. I hope so. I don't like feeling this way.

[dammitmaonmaon]

[casually rolls backwards, kicking some leaves up at him]

Ye wantae talk?