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[retellers]

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[retellers]

[ hrmm. he just. >:T ] Great. So, it'll never stop.

[evocationary]

[ hehehe ]

Hey, you could've picked colors! But you picked animals! Not my fault.

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We didn't. Masks were there when we woke up.

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The Realm assigned you fursonas. Government assigned fursonas.

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What? No. The Realm isn't a government. [ that's not what that means ]

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[ wolf please ]

Whoosh.

[retellers]

Quit that. [ don't you woosh him. ]

[evocationary]

What, you got my whoosh joke but you didn't get the government-assigned one? God, I wonder what your world must be like.

[retellers]

From what I remember? Not great.

[evocationary]

Considering there's weird glowy eye soldiers and mercenaries, you're probably right.

Is this place from home? The, uh - the church.

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Should I be offended? [ HE'S the weird glowy eye soldier and mercenary??? but since she's taking a break from swording he puts his at his back, walking over to the flower patch. ] ... Don't know. Haven't remembered it yet. But... pretty sure flowers didn't grow where I was.

[evocationary]

[ she doesn't answer that first part! heehee.

but she does follow him over to the flowers. she crouches down to look at them - can she touch them, are they real? ]

That's grim. [ she says, head tilted. ] Maybe they're symbolic.

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[ they're very real! growing in a single patch of sunlight. some very pretty yellow flowers. ] ... I can't remember what, but I think they mean something.

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[ she very gently picks one, and stands up with it, looking it over. ]

I bet they do. Seems like - way too significant, you know? Especially if you don't remember any flowers.

They're pretty.

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I don't remember much in general. [ he'll call himself out, it's fine. he looks down at the flowers ] The ex-SOLDIER thing, and... [ ...................... nop stopping there ]

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[ she lifts her eyebrows. a beat, and she takes a step or two closer, and just tucks the flower behind his ear. ]

And?

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[ a mistake on her part, because now he just looks Prettier. he frowns lightly ] It's... personal. [ he looks. a little flustered. ]

[evocationary]

[ just according to keikaku ]

Okay. [ she says, amused. ] You don't have to tell me.

[retellers]

[ ... blinks. i'm glad they're probably still close because neither of them moved away after the flower thing ] Surprised you're dropping it that easy.

[evocationary]

[ definitely because she hasn't moved, ha haaaa ]

I get secrets, especially when they're personal. [ she says, shrugging. ] Besides, if I bug you about it, you'll dig your feet in deeper, and then I'll never hear anything.

I'm a bully, but I'm not stupid.

[ at least she admits it... ]

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[ mobile life... Also I'm in tears neither will be the first to move away. wolf raises an eyebrow ]

A bully? What are we, twelve?

[evocationary]

[ she tweaks his nose. like they're twelve. ]

What else would you call me?

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[ he kind of jerks his head away with The most offended look ] Annoying.

[evocationary]

Yesss. Mission accomplished. [ but - the look she gives him is pretty soft? gross. anyway, she moves away finally to go look at the flowers again. ]

I like this place. [ she offers. ]

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[ the soft look just gets a ?, okay. it just gets a ??? ] ... Thanks? It's an abandoned church. Not like I made it up myself.