Night 55: Main Hallway 1-East

[lovecrafty]

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"How many players were there in your session?" All indicators -- towers, rings, planets -- had pointed to their session having always been meant as four-player, but that didn't a priori restrict there from being parallel sessions that had now deparallelized into one big mass confusion

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[mirthfulness]

The question surprised Gamzee at first, but not for long. Of course she'd be aware of SGRUB. It only made sense that anyone here had some connection to it. His logic, or what there was if it (which wasn't much), easily allowed for such things. He'd believe her if she said they'd spoken before and he just didn't recall it.

"Twelve," he answered after he'd had time to recall the exact number. It was a good number, a cheerful number. Six and six, one and two. The fingers on his hands and the horns on his head. ...Or the ones that would usually be on his head. He wasn't even sure where he was going with this. "We were originally all supposed to be in two motherfuckin' groups, but they all got themselves attached on both ends so we were just one."

He formed a circle with the thumb and forefinger on each hand as they kept walking.

> Gamzee: Ascend stairs