XVIII . tanz auf dem vulkan

[ihatesandstorms]

[Nhadala, sounding like she's on the other side of the room] ... Hajan ghaf y Spira-punh risyh fru't femmehkmo toa rec ryen mega uinc. Hmph. [Eerie howl

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[calamitousness]

Sounds like you've got an admirer. ♥

[ihatesandstorms]

Several of them. Want a weird-lookin' dog?

[calamitousness]

Naw, I'm good. I've got enough pets~

[ihatesandstorms]

Heheheh. So I hear. How are you, by the way? All alive? Not Seymouring on me?

[calamitousness]

I'm decent. Still a little pissed, but decent. And no, no Seymouring on you~

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[ihatesandstorms]

Huh. Better not let the big Guado himself find out how that works?

... by the way...

... you wanna go out to the cafe or something? Something to distract us both. You seem like you could use it.

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[calamitousness]

Wouldn't dream of it.

... That'd be great. Distractions are a must right now.