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[fullbodied]

Who: Wild City and pack???
Where: Wild City, yo
When: POST... GAME.... and on. Late 240?

[so everyone is limping home from a game they won.




it's fine!]

Comments

[ifshebleeds]

You were all messed up and stuff, though.

[ but like, so we she. perhaps....all dogs in this room are bad?

she just stares at Challah though, now calmed down enough to realize:

1. holy shit that's a lot of blood
2. holy shit naked blood covered lady hot ]

...Um. Anyway. You're really cute and you smell really good and delicious. And, um. What's your name? I'm Dahlia.

[firstgrave]

[ i've been informed the blood is apparently black and oil-ey though. which is just as well because eventually Melon Cake is going to prompt her to go take a shower, ]

... I'm Challah. [ she responds, and then falls quiet for a moment, considering if she should ask. this girl was there, so maybe she would know... ]

What do you mean I was all messed up? I barely remember anything, and what I do remember... most of it feels like a dream.

[ifshebleeds]

[ well

she looks less hot then but she still SMELLS hot even with Nychta's weird Heinz EZ Squirt blood ]

Um, you fell into the trash like half of us did...you got set on fire I think? But we won, and as a reward they made it so we don't feel like any of that happened to us.

[firstgrave]

[ she tilts her head, frowning... her brows furrowing like she's trying hard to connect what Dahlia is saying with her own reality ]

So then... it wasn't a dream?

[ifshebleeds]

It wasn't, no! That's the kind of place this is.

[firstgrave]

[ man somehow for some reason that isn't at all comforting to know

she just kind of... goes quiet for a long moment, her gaze slipping off somewhere else while she. processes. ]

[ifshebleeds]

...Are you alright?

[firstgrave]

[ are any of us alright

she blinks, then looks back down at dahlia ]

.... I keep telling everyone, I'm not hurt.

[ifshebleeds]

...Um, physically you're not - but that's not the only kind of hurt people mean when they ask if you're okay. Usually.

[firstgrave]

[ ... I Don't Know How To Describe How I Feel Right Now soooo... ]

What about you? Is it not odd to you?

[ifshebleeds]

My entire life is basically like that 'cause my soul broke into a bunch of tiny pieces.

[firstgrave]

[ ................ oh.


oh no that. sounds sad. that sounds really sad she doesn't like that. ]

I'm sorry...

[ifshebleeds]

It's not your fault.