[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

[turnonmycharm]

I mean, I guess that's fine, I usually pissed you off.

[ancestuous]

[tilts his head]

What was I like?

[turnonmycharm]

. . . what's your situation?

[ancestuous]

I don't remember anything about myself, my world, or the people I knew from there. People from other worlds I do recall but... ah.

[he shrugs]

[turnonmycharm]

Ah, one of those situations. Sorry. That sucks.

[ancestuous]

I've accepted it, more or less. But thank you.