[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.

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[innerdemon]

It's scary, right? That's me always. But what can you do?

[psychopompous]

. . . we did—alright today. Working together.

[innerdemon]

Oh. Romance. You're romancing me.

[psychopompous]

No!

[innerdemon]

Oh. No?

[psychopompous]

I suppose?

[innerdemon]

You... suppose what...

[psychopompous]

I'm just—saying what I feel. If you find it romantic, then that's fine.

[innerdemon]

Oh. I meant your intentions, so never mind.

[psychopompous]

[. . . leans in and just. bonks his forehead against Luka's]

[innerdemon]

[...touches two fingertips to the rim of one ear. Hello.]

[psychopompous]

[makes a little . . . encouraging sound]

[innerdemon]

You're tired.

[psychopompous]

[his eyes flutter open a little again briefly, looking at him with a soft and vulnerable expression. definitely tired. not . . . really wanting to go anywhere? he doesn't say anything, just closes his eyes again]

[innerdemon]

[a little sigh that's probably Elli and she shifts them into a more comfy position on Kano's bed]

Okay. Sleep then.

[psychopompous]

—nnh.

[he forces himself to sit up, obviously reluctant, shaking his head]

Not here. We'll need to take care of guests, and then—my own room.

[. . . pause] You're . . . welcome, if you want. It's more comfortable than . . .

[innerdemon]

Takin' it fast.

[psychopompous]

[he's up and like GOING FOR THE DOOR]

[innerdemon]

W-we can talk about that after then??

[psychopompous]

We don't have to talk about anything.

[goodbye, he's gone, out into the hallway, bye]

[innerdemon]

[f-follows him back downstairs]