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[reflectionmine]

[you might see a young man out and about camp today. you might also see the bad cgi red dragon flying at him in a manner that suggests he is lunch.

do you help him? or would you prefer not to involve yourself in this circle of life matter?]

[ETA: cocktail party/work. as a warning, will possibly be molasses slow for the next two or so hours that

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[notahero]

[. . . watches]

[galacticfairy]

[taptap]

[notahero]

What do you want?

[galacticfairy]

To say hello.

[notahero]

. . .

[galacticfairy]

Grump, grump, grump.

Let's get lunch.

[notahero]

. . . Sure.

[galacticfairy]

[tugggggggggggggging]

We don't see each other enough.

[notahero]

[why]

And that's a problem?

[reflectionmine]

[watching an idiot almost get eaten by his own dragon is always a good show, yes?]

[notahero]

[well, it lightens up the boredom for a moment anyway]

[reflectionmine]

[probably not much longer as the dragon is really hungry and I fail at dodging]

[notahero]

[I really don't want to have to waste the effort to save your pathetic ass, but if you can't do it yourself, then I guess I will]

[reflectionmine]

[may be unwittingly dodging towards you anyway]

Ah, watch out!

[notahero]

Tch.

[drawing his sword]

[reflectionmine]

A sword? [and stumble and fall]

[have some dragon in your face]