audience: cloud

[mygod]

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[residentmerc]

... Not as dead as I was couple days ago. [ is that something. sure. it's something. he... pokes the hole ]

[mygod]

[ the image ripples ]

Stop that. [ DON'T TOUCH THINGS ] Is it okay over there?

[residentmerc]

[ he looks a little :/ at the no touch but he STOPS, FINE. there's a beat ]

Hospital burned down yesterday, but it's back, so. S'alright. [ ... ] We've at least got showers.

[mygod]

[ they mutter "hospital...?" ]

Did someone set it on fire?

[residentmerc]

[ hmmm. ]

Do you guys even know what's on this side...? [ nehan are you useless. oh well. ] Don't know. Lucas was in it and he said he didn't hear or see anything. So either someone or something. Not really worth looking into unless it keeps happening. We kinda... come back when we die here.

[ which is. cool. fine. normal. ]

[mygod]

Not really, no.

[ nehan is useless. ]

Ah... still, even if you do that's not really... fun... Be careful over there.

[residentmerc]

I'll make you a list.

[ he doesn't think it's useful but it might at least be interesting. ]

Yeah, don't worry about me. I've hit my quota on amount of times I'm willing to die. It's everyone else you should watch out for.

[ HAD TO PULL IWA OUT OF THE FIRE!!!! ]

[mygod]

[ shaking. okay. good to know. ]

Is Aerith okay?

[residentmerc]

Yeah. [ a little singed and clearly a little emotionally wrecked but let's not go there ] Surprised she hasn't come talk to you yet.

[mygod]

I think she's closer to some of the others, but she'll get to me. But you can tell her that Daan planted some flowers in front of the church for her. Hopefully they'll start sprouting soon.

[residentmerc]

[ oh. ]

She'll like that. [ ... ] He get the seeds off you guys?

[ there's no. there's no flowers fuckin anywhere in locations these days so ]

[mygod]

Mmhm, I gave him some from my stash. If I could pass stuff over to you, I'd probably send you some, but that doesn't seem quite possible...

[residentmerc]

S'alright. We've got access to the island again. Plenty of flowers there.

[ ...peers at the hole like he wants to touch it again but Doesn't ]

Must be weird now when people come to you about that stuff. [ grieving when the overseers can. literally see these fuckers. ]

[mygod]

A little, but... [ they lower their voice a bit, even though there's no one else here ] It won't be too long til they find out, I think.

[ and then back to a normal volume, ]

From there, it's just not being loud about it.

[residentmerc]

[ oh. well. that's good for his water bottle ...

he nods... but ... ]

You sure they can handle not being loud about it? [ it's a joke. ]

[mygod]

[ help

they slowly nod

and then shake their head ]

[residentmerc]

That's about how I feel too.

[ welp. ]

Maybe make it a rule they can only discuss that part in writing.

[ AGAIN. JOKING. ]

[mygod]

I don't think some people here can write.

[ well those people are dead but still

boothill and pickles.... ]

[residentmerc]

[ wow pickles is actually literate. he writes in the dirt ]

They've got a little bit to learn.

[mygod]

I'm sure someone might make a good teacher. Like... Gale.

[ imagine being in that class ]

[residentmerc]

You can't say he wouldn't be thorough when teaching.

[ it will be a 5 hour lecture ]

[mygod]

Oh! I bet he would be the kind of guy who would give you a surprise quiz, and then deduct points when you accidentally write the wrong date.

[residentmerc]

...... I don't think your experiences are universal.

[mygod]

Hmm, I had to do a lot of schooling, so the trauma of pop quizzes still lingers...

[residentmerc]

How often did you write the wrong date on them?