[guilt... well, she isn't touching the subject and she gets the sense that neither will he, so it's probably for the best to pretend like she didn't feel that either.]
Prepare ourselves for our judgement day, I suppose. [very casually.] Just because nothing went wrong today, doesn't mean there isn't enough time for more surprises. Too many loose ends.
[a whole ass missing angel, a pocket dimension and a sore loser who won't show their face...]
[wonderful! we ignore everything. It's loss week (real not clickbait)
Richie helps himself to a seat across from her, taking a sip and meeting her gaze with a raised brow.]
I suppose you're right. I'd have thought judgment would be god handing out test scores for us to bitch over, but I think it'll be a testier version of all the doors we had to close last week. The landscape here is more hostile, for one.
[The candyland zombies...goo monsters...what is happening here.]
I still suspect the entity might bust loose or has called in reinforcements of a fashion.
[she huffs out a laugh, completely humorless. though she also continues scrolling through her phone for a moment longer instead of meeting his gaze.]
It won't be as easy as silently accepting our judgement, no. The boy seemed to imply we'd at least have to talk about ourselves, at some point.
["the boy," like jonas isn't close in age to her. god really opened himself up to bullying by doing a face reveal this close to the end.]
... We have a number of loose ends. Ones that I get the feeling won't let us go so easily. [a sigh.] Ariel, Mary, the entity, and how the latter two caught wind of this project in the first place. From what I've been told, it wasn't announced to the public at all.
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Prepare ourselves for our judgement day, I suppose. [very casually.] Just because nothing went wrong today, doesn't mean there isn't enough time for more surprises. Too many loose ends.
[a whole ass missing angel, a pocket dimension and a sore loser who won't show their face...]
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Richie helps himself to a seat across from her, taking a sip and meeting her gaze with a raised brow.]
I suppose you're right. I'd have thought judgment would be god handing out test scores for us to bitch over, but I think it'll be a testier version of all the doors we had to close last week. The landscape here is more hostile, for one.
[The candyland zombies...goo monsters...what is happening here.]
I still suspect the entity might bust loose or has called in reinforcements of a fashion.
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It won't be as easy as silently accepting our judgement, no. The boy seemed to imply we'd at least have to talk about ourselves, at some point.
["the boy," like jonas isn't close in age to her. god really opened himself up to bullying by doing a face reveal this close to the end.]
... We have a number of loose ends. Ones that I get the feeling won't let us go so easily. [a sigh.] Ariel, Mary, the entity, and how the latter two caught wind of this project in the first place. From what I've been told, it wasn't announced to the public at all.