[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

[tenebrat]

I was going to ask you-- it is your house, after all. But I don't mind, of course? I have not spoken to Arthur, much, but Paracelsus seems kind. ... I think they are both very strong, and they seem to like Madison quite a bit.

[psychopompous]

I won't object if it's what Madison and Shuuya want.

[tenebrat]

I only hope you don't feel crowded. Of course, I will help you cook more often. It is good to learn more things, but it also isn't fair to make you spend so many hours working hard.

[psychopompous]

I do enjoy it. The work.

. . . but I—welcome your assistance.

[tenebrat]

I do know that. But with so many people it can be hours and hours, couldn't it? [ lights up tho ] I am grateful! I do enjoy helping you.