scawwy ✦ karlach cliffgate

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[grins!]

Honestly, something that burns on the way down.

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Easily done, but I hope you can put your money where your mouth is.

[ Because he's going to whip her up this. ]

Here you go!

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[this is a woman who spent most of her time in taverns before she got thrown to hell, she is all about this. she takes a pretty solid sip of it, and then laughs.]

Holy shit, meds, you weren't fucking kidding about the strong.

[thuds her chest, grinning at him.]

That's really fucking good, actually.

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[ The fact that they're also stronger than they should be merely adds to the experience. ]

I'll take it that you'll leave a good review.

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[god, she missed actual alcohol. her tail wriggles happily behind her.]

Fuck yeah, I will. [sorry for her very bright, very sunny happy feelings.] I'll be recommending your service across the dead.

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[ Well, it's nice to see it in comparison to the TURBO DEPRESSION they'd been suffering. ]

Looked to me like other people were taking up the mantle. Mr. Boothill knows how to make a drink or two.

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[right it's amazing how dying made the TURBO DEPRESSION ease up.]

Yeah? I'll have to ask him. [gross there's shy and fluttery feelings now]

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[ He seems vaguely amused by this and her general fluttery feelings. It's cute. ]

Having a good time?

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[she like, folds her arms on the bar and leans down to hide in them, her tail flicking back and forth in a sort of giddy way.]

... It's been really good to see him again. [so like, yeah.]

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[ Pokes her right in the head. ]

One damn good thing about all this, yeah?

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[ow!! except it doesn't hurt, and she just laughs.]

Yeah. I'll take one good thing out of the thousands of shit things we've been served. [a beat.] I know it's fucking rude to say, but I'm glad you got here too.

[she's not glad he died, but more than anything it's that she's glad he didn't get left behind.]

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Don't even bother with the asterisk comments. I feel like we're both aware it kind of comes with the territory.

[ They're both murderers, they both died. WOMP. And unfortunately it feels like they both got rewarded for it if anything. Free from one monster... and in Daan's case, ostensibly a second, although it still lingers somewhere. ]

As morbid as it is, it worked out in a way. Don't think either of us would've contributed much if we kept on.

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[it does feel a little like they got rewarded for it. a break (until they wander into a horrible stepford hotel later this week probably), people they missed, and the promise of information that might get them out of here. it's so much less dire than the living.

a little sigh.]

Think you're right. I woke up Sunday morning as me and the idea of going the rest of the week filled me with so much dread that I could barely get up. [...] Would've been worse if I'd had to watch you get stabbed to death.

-- Hey, did you keep Tulip, by the way?

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[ He hasn't got a comment to give back in return, he was continuously insane since Thursday evening. Begrudgingly brought back to himself by Camille's stubbornness, which is something he can't honestly say he enjoys but also can't just be like I'd be glad to stay insane on main either.

Getting stabbed repeatedly with scissors WAS rough though hot damn. He makes the slightest face. Thank god his injuries got fixed. ]

Counts as my belongings, so... yeah, it showed up.

[ Probably was on a side table. ]

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[i guess she did actually watch him get stabbed to death but he knows what she means, she thinks.

anyway, she smiles a bit at that.]

Good. [this pleases her greatly.] ... Didn't bring Scratch with me, though. I left him with Gale.

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That's probably for the best. You can have Tulip back if you're feeling lonely for a dog.

Or, you know. There's Pickles to hug too.

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No, no. You keep Tulip.

... You think he'd let me?

[pings of curiosity... pickles is so Dignified]

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It's not like I'm going to die if you take it back for a little while.

Maybe? Unless you're about to tell me the relationship between you has secretly been pretty rocky.

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I've got Clive and Boots both for cuddling, I'll be fine.

[as for pickles:] Anyway, no, I don't think so. I just know I asked if I could pet him once and he said no, so I'm being respectful.

Maybe I can get to know him better here.

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Oh. Here's to rekindling old connections then?

[ He'll raise a comparatively modest glass to hers. He'd ask who she missed the most except the answer is so obvious he doesn't bother. ]

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Fuck yeah.

[she clinks her glass against his, happily.]

Are you happy to see the others? [maybe her missed the most is obvious, but she's been so glad to see aerith, aqua and karma, too.]

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Happy is a bit of a strong emotion, maybe...

[ Not just because of how he is but just. The situation. ]

But I am glad to see they're doing well. And you know... are alive, the gritty details of our status not withstanding.

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[fond exasperation:] Didn't you say not to bother with the asterisk comments? Are you less miserable than usual to see the others, does that sound better.

[this is said in a teasing way, at least. but.]

Nehan said we are alive, technically. Just hidden. [...] And a little closer to the living than before. I could touch Famine, Pesto and War, when I talked to them. Apparently that wasn't a thing last week.

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I meant more on the aspect of whatever it is we technically are. Alive enough.

[ But he does just listen along. ]

Social as always, aren't you. What did you talk about?

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I got yelled at a bit. [she says, sheepishly.]

Sort of forgot to tell Famine that I was dying. He was grouchy about it. [her tail swishes back and forth lazily behind her as she takes another drink.] Also got told to take a vacation.

Otherwise not a lot. I was a little afraid to say anything about here. Didn't want them to get in trouble, you know?