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[samsera]

*It's been raining over Boy's 18 and nowhere else since yesterday, but a bunch of less-than-happy figures in gray and orange are still trying to light a fire out front. A satsifying boom might give onlookers a hint that the resort to explosives worked quite well, as there's now a larger-than-average bonfire burning in a nice crater. They sit down

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[thegooddouche]

[lalala gosh this looks like a good time to ask if someone wants to go on patrol--owait :(]

. . .

[samsera]

...

H-hey.

[thegooddouche]

Hey. [looks around at all the SAD FACES, and raises hand at the falling rain]

Did something happen?

[samsera]

...Gale left.

[thegooddouche]

. . .another comrade. I'm sorry.

[samsera]

Why did... *bites her lip*

[thegooddouche]

I'm sure he didn't want to leave you all willingly.

[samsera]

No. He didn't. I just... wish I knew why it was necessary for him to go.

[thegooddouche]

Who knows. I'm sure he'll be back. . .but for now, at least Argilla isn't alone?

[samsera]

...h-haha... you're right. He said they'd wait for us in Nirvana...

[thegooddouche]

[. . . :(]

Maybe they'll come back so you can all. . . go at the same time?

[samsera]

That'd be the best outcome...

[thegooddouche]

So keep hoping for it.

[samsera]

...yeah.

It still hurts.

[thegooddouche]

It'll get better. Good friends always leave each other sometimes, but you know you'll see them again. You just have to be strong until then.

[samsera]

...that's what everyone keeps telling me. Gale and Argilla, too.