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Who: Cetus + Orion + anyone
Where: Cetus dorms
When: Day 213, post-game.
What: Seamonsterhunter piles and memories.

[Cetus sure needs a big ol' cuddlepile after that game. Also, memories. And Thumper is making an effort to cook (a meatless) dinner, though whether anyone is actually going to be hungry after that game is another question...]

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No, but that doesn't mean I plan on eating a lot of meat any time soon.

Yeah. Same.

How many of you were in the game?

Five. Parrotman an' Mr. Helper died the first night.

Orion all died the first night. Not our finest hour.

... yeah. If we coulda done something, we would've.

Thanks, but unfortunately that games aren't usually that kind. That said, they also aren't usually this cruel.

Figure out that much.

You know, I like you. No overreacting.

... what counts as "overreactin"?

Forgetting that at the end of the day, we're all here alive and eating dinner.

I ain't.

Eating for forgetting?

Eating.

[awkward shrug]

Too full.

Well, the point is that you're alive, and could if you wanted to.

... guess so.

That's the spirit. Now you just have to try and smile sometimes.

Fat chance.

[grins] I'll be watching for one.

You'll be lookin' a long time.

I have forever.

... the hell does that mean.

[laughs] It means I have time to wait.

I know that much, dipshit. Answer my question.

[shrugs] I come back to life. Not just in games.

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