Game 2 - Rose

[crittersheep]

[A rose shaped crystal rises from the ground. You instinctively know to touch it for Death's Eye to receive your answer.

You are bound to your flock by a thin thread, making it impossible to separate, but you may still answer individually.]

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[finalbows]

Hehaheh. _{[ hiccup. wait. God. Crying makes you do that too?? ]} Lucky Blossom got me like-- like this. Otherwise I would've just said some.... stupid thing... 'bout surpassing death...

[catposting]

[ . . . ]

[ you know, actually. since Crescendo's back, he still has an objective to fulfill.

walks over to gently hug Angel Devil. awkward with the height difference and one working arm, but if it works it's two birds with one stone. how else is he gonna deal with his crying teammate that clearly doesn't want to be ignored. ]

[finalbows]

<sub>[ there's that stiff, waxy flexibility from the hand-holding again. angel devil is completely still, save for the hitches catching in his breath, that he literally cannot control. ]

Whuh.</sub> What are you doing.

[catposting]

[ he glances up, sheepish, carefully allowing a hint of exhaustion show through the cracks. ]

Moment of greed, teammate. If we get out of this alive... I still need that potion.

[finalbows]

_{[ sniffle ]}

Remove every limb you wish to keep fr-- from my person, cat.

[catposting]

[ snickers ]

Cute threat.

[ conveniently, Floyd answers the final question around here, so he'll let go, promptly re-masking the exhaustion lest he start feeling it for real. stalling: success.

fuck you Red and your consent though, he could have had a freebie. ]