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[liarliarliar]

Who: Alcheme
Where: Alcheme dorms
When: Day 409, post game

[well Alcheme. We did it.

We got through the hunger games. C became the Five Nights at Freddie's. Our Sweet Baby died tragically. But in the end with the power of magic and healing and traumatizing several people....

Alcheme is again Mostly Whole. Mostly.

What will they do now? probably like nap, prepare for dates, complain, sit in the ball pit. you know: alcheme stuff]

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[liarliarliar]

[oh a question

strruugggllinngggg before]

No.

[at_heart]

[ —Wait. Wait! He definitely has, in fact, met you. ......You weren't like this last time. ]

...Cool. Can I come in? [ Beat. ] —Thanks again for the beer the other day.




[ That was too much at once, wasn't it. Did he cause a system fault. ]

[liarliarliar]

[steps aside]

Come in.

[at_heart]

[ ..............was that actually a yes, or just a mimicry. ] [ —You know what, he'll take it. ]

Thanks. [ BEAT. ] Feel... better soon?

[liarliarliar]

Better soon.

[at_heart]

[ ..............Pat on the shoulder for you and a glance around. Should he be trying to make sure he's leaving you with a Trusted Adult (TM) or.

It's probably fine, right? You're in your dorm. Right...? ]

[liarliarliar]

[at_heart]

[ ....................if only you had a leash he could just kinda knot around a couch leg. ]