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[moonchildren]

The lost ones... are coming. The storm... It brings them.

I... can hear them. You... Can you... hear them, too?

I wonder... What kind of... people they are?

Are they... kind? Or brave? Maybe wise... or powerful. Magic... Do these people... seek the power it holds?

Masks... Do they... like them? I wonder... if they like the masks... they wear.

I wonder... what they'll do.

Will they save us? Will they save themselves?

This game... Will they play?

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[moonchildren]

...

Do you... want to play... a game?

[sallynooksucker]

[Oh come on. Really? REALLY. You know what, fine. If it will change the subject. She just presses her hand to her face momentarily and rubes at the bridge of her nose.]

IF I CHANGES THIS TOPIC, SURE. WHY NOT?

[moonchildren]

Let's play Simon Says. I'm Simon.

Lift... your hand... above your head.

i may have actually lifted my arm up over my head...

[sallynooksucker]

[Pretty sure this is Empress Says back home, but whatever. She sighs and doesn't move.]

YOU DIDN'T SAY SIMON SAYS.

just as keikaku

[moonchildren]

Very good.

Simon says... Lift your hand... above your head.

[sallynooksucker]

[And she groans. FINE. She lifts her hand up over her head.]

[moonchildren]

Bend... your elbow... so your hand... is over... your head.

[sallynooksucker]

YOU DIDN'T SAY SIMON SAYS AGAIN.
YOU'RE MAKING THIS TOO EASY.

[moonchildren]

Sometimes... people forget... simple things. Sometimes... they don't... see what's... in front of them.

Simon says do what Simon didn't say.

[sallynooksucker]

[Her eyes just narrow and her hanging arm lifts to point accusingly for a moment and then groans a little and bends her raised arm so it's over her head now.]

CHEEKY.

[moonchildren]

Simon says... keep your arm... where it is... and touch your head.

[sallynooksucker]

[She hesitates for a moment. Why is she playing a game with a creepy kid in a mask? Right. Because circumstances are cruel.]

[And she puts her hand on her head.]

[moonchildren]

Simon says... lift your hand... off your head.

[sallynooksucker]

[Poit! Off it goes.]

I'D BE LYING IF I SAID I WASN'T EXPECTING SOMETHING WEIRD BY NOW.

[moonchildren]

Simon says... put your hand... on your head.

[sallynooksucker]

[Ignore her groan for a moment as her hand touches her head again.]

[moonchildren]

Simon says... lift your hand... off your head.

[yes really]

[sallynooksucker]

[She's seriously about to just start...spewing unintelligible sounds out of frustration as she removes her hand again. Her arms getting tired. Why would you do this?]

[moonchildren]

Simon says... take your arm... and wrap it around... the front of... your body... and hold your other shoulder.

[sallynooksucker]

HOLY CRAP FINALLY.

[Her arm slumps quickly and she wraps it around herself and grabs her shoulder, somewhat relieved.]

[moonchildren]

Simon says... do the same thing... with your other arm.

[sallynooksucker]

[She starts to copy the action before hesitating a moment, before she does finish the gesture.]

ARE YOU DELIBERATELY MAKING ME HUG MYSELF?

[moonchildren]

[and pat yourself on the head]

Don't you... feel better... now?

[sallynooksucker]

IF ANYTHING I AM PERPLEXED.

[moonchildren]

You seemed... like... you needed... a hug.