[He's curled up in the corner trying not to say anything because he doesn't want glitter dumped on him. Again. He's already trying to brush the green out of his hair, he can see his footprints in the room, purple glitter leading to his corner of the room. His corner of shame and sparkles.]
I don't know! I found one of those crystal things and I keep getting this shit dropped on me!
[WHATEVER MAN, he is way too focused on the PURPLE AND GREEN SPARKLIES that have been trampled into his carpet.] And you decide to trek it in here? Couldn't've put down a newspaper or some shit?
[Not his fault man! Besides why is the glitter more important than the memory he got which MAY OR MAYNOT INVOLVE CASTOR. Douche.] It wasn't a decision, Castor. It just happened.
[LIKE FUCK IT WASN'T A DECISION TO BRING HIS SPARKLY ASS BACK IN HERE BEFORE HOSING OFF. He groans and runs his fingers through his hair, walking around the glitter and shrugging off his coat. FIne. Whatever.]
[Well best of luck to him. Herpes of craft supplies.]
It was white, really bulky, there was something attached to its arm, I couldn't really see. There was another monster, thing though. And you were there, and two people I didn't know. After I shot myself the white thing attacked the other monster. With like, lightening. I don't really remember anything else.
[There will be glares and douchey comments for days.]
... [He shook his head. It didn't sound stupid-- no dumber than anything else they talked about.] Nah. Makes sense. I couldn't see anything in one've the memories I got, but there was these two other people with us- it fits.
[The lightning... it seemed to fit, but it wasn't something he could relate to.] Why the fuck were we fightin' monsters? [Thankfully it was more of a vague wondering/rhetorical question. Because really, wat. Why them, of all people?]
He shrugged. It was embarrassing, because despite the fact that he was pretty sure Castor understood, to an extent, what he was talking about the fact that he couldn't make sense of it himself made him feel like an idiot.] It was like it was normal, no one seemed concerned or worried about it. I mean, I shot myself between the eyes and none of the people standing around seemed to care.
...You sure shooting yourself triggered it? [That confirmed his suspicions. Shooting themselves had.. something to do with summoning those things. Granted, it definitely hadn't worked when he'd tried it here.] I told you I tried that and just died for a bit.
I don't know, it was the only thing I did before it showed up. I didn't see where it came from, it was just there once I recovered, I guess, from the gunshot. [He paused, there was something he left out, that maybe was important.] The gun said S.E.E.S. on the side. Does that mean anything to you?
[He took a second to consider this, once again looking down at the glitter-trodden floor. S.E.E.S... He shooks his head.] Nothin' I remember. Model, you think? Or something else?
[Lin had mentioned that it might have been a special kind of gun, but like hell he was bringing up any of her ideas right now.] ...Whatever it is, we definitely got something we can. I dunno, summon or some shit.
[He considered the gun, the engraving seemed deliberate, not some small indication of model. He wouldn't have noticed a serial number or make. It looked as though it was important. Why would he have noticed it otherwise.] I think it was something else.
[He stared at Castor for a moment. That sounded ridiculous. But it was the only plausible conclusion. Something in his mind had snapped as he shot himself, something was released that he wasn't aware of from day to day.] What does that even mean? I mean, I guess it makes sense, but why the hell us?
The fuck is this shit everywhere?
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I don't know! I found one of those crystal things and I keep getting this shit dropped on me!
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[....did they even have newspaper? No. Whatever.]
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[Further into the corner of sparkleshame.]
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...You said you got a crystal?
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Yeah, it fell on me.
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Learn anything?
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I don't know how to explain it, you were there. Shot myself again. There was this, thing. It came out of me or something. I don't know what it was.
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What'd it look like? And you know why you did it?
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It was white, really bulky, there was something attached to its arm, I couldn't really see. There was another monster, thing though. And you were there, and two people I didn't know. After I shot myself the white thing attacked the other monster. With like, lightening. I don't really remember anything else.
God this sounds so stupid.
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... [He shook his head. It didn't sound stupid-- no dumber than anything else they talked about.] Nah. Makes sense. I couldn't see anything in one've the memories I got, but there was these two other people with us- it fits.
[The lightning... it seemed to fit, but it wasn't something he could relate to.] Why the fuck were we fightin' monsters? [Thankfully it was more of a vague wondering/rhetorical question. Because really, wat. Why them, of all people?]
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He shrugged. It was embarrassing, because despite the fact that he was pretty sure Castor understood, to an extent, what he was talking about the fact that he couldn't make sense of it himself made him feel like an idiot.] It was like it was normal, no one seemed concerned or worried about it. I mean, I shot myself between the eyes and none of the people standing around seemed to care.
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...You sure shooting yourself triggered it? [That confirmed his suspicions. Shooting themselves had.. something to do with summoning those things. Granted, it definitely hadn't worked when he'd tried it here.] I told you I tried that and just died for a bit.
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I don't know, it was the only thing I did before it showed up. I didn't see where it came from, it was just there once I recovered, I guess, from the gunshot. [He paused, there was something he left out, that maybe was important.] The gun said S.E.E.S. on the side. Does that mean anything to you?
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[Lin had mentioned that it might have been a special kind of gun, but like hell he was bringing up any of her ideas right now.] ...Whatever it is, we definitely got something we can. I dunno, summon or some shit.
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[He stared at Castor for a moment. That sounded ridiculous. But it was the only plausible conclusion. Something in his mind had snapped as he shot himself, something was released that he wasn't aware of from day to day.] What does that even mean? I mean, I guess it makes sense, but why the hell us?
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