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[deferrals]

[ after being very quiet for a long while, just sitting and watching everyone and everything around her, she shifts in her seat, furrows her brow. ]

I just don't see the point, that's all.

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[tree_puncher]

I don't think Mundanes ever have any point in what they do...

[deferrals]

Is that what they're called? Mundanes.

[ HM. well, alright. she has no reason to believe otherwise, so. sure. mundane. ]

Bit of a funny coincidence, isn't it? Having a name like that, and finding amusement in something as strange as this.

[tree_puncher]

[The Blocky Minecraftian with his name: Steve? floating above his head shrugs.]

I guess so...

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ Hello there! I have the advantage, and I may be abusing it
But can I have your liver, if you're not using it? ♪

sdgbjdgksjbg

[deferrals]

[ h o r r i f i e d................... so she makes that face she always does when she's upset, angry almost, but she doesn't know how to show it. won't let herself. ]

Um.

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ I know that it's an odd request
And the matter is quite fraught
But for reasons you may have guessed
Mine gets stabbed a lot ♪

[deferrals]

You should take better care of yourself.

[ avoiding the question]

Or maybe take care to not anger anyone that carries a sword.

[completing]

See the point of what, Kath?

[deferrals]

This. [ she's looking around again, like if she made any gestures she might get scolded for pointing or being rude in some way. ] This whole thing they're doing with us. Bringing us to different places, introducing us to so many people. [ she's trying, really trying to be nonchalant about the topic, but there is some fear there, sadness. ] It's not going to matter very much in a few years, is it?

[completing]

( he's quiet for a very long time, contemplating those words. quiet in the way that he's gotten ever since ms. lucy talked to him that afternoon on the field, ever since he started bottling his feelings instead of releasing them. tommy fidgets, taps his fingers against his knee, considering. )

I suppose if you...put it like that. Not much really matters, does it?

[deferrals]

--Not like that. [ sort of blurted that out, didn't she? ] No, no. Not so much. Our own world, our real world - everything counts there. This place feels like a dream. A very odd dream, in fact. But my concern is over what happens when we wake up. How are we expected to just... go back?

[completing]

It's just that this is almost like a...a deferral. It's not going to last, but I don't think it was really meant to.

[deferrals]

[ after a moment; ] You're right. Maybe this is what being granted a deferral feels like. [ the corner of her mouth quirks up as she looks at him. ] Maybe not exactly. I always imagined it would come with a sense of security. A tiny bit, anyway. --How do you feel? Being here.

Ow, my heart. ;w; You're truly a brave soul for playing from this. <3

[dreamsofsanfran]

I don't know if there is any real point. The mundanes like to think there is, but I'm not so sure.

juuust finished the book too so I'm just a big woobie rn haha

[deferrals]

I should be grateful, I suppose, for the opportunity. But it's also a little daunting; what happens if it all doesn't work out according to plan? The mundanes can move forward, but where does that leave us?

I know the feeling; 4-5 months later, and I still have intense feels from the book. Good luck, dear

[dreamsofsanfran]

Stuck in a box in the back of their head. [She's been in there a good number of times. It's not very fun.]

But it's better than being out here. It's... safer.

[deferrals]

[ she's picturing that quite literally for a second, then shakes the image out of her mind. ]

Is it?

[dreamsofsanfran]

[No, no, that's about right. A literal box.]

Yeah. Maybe I'm just unlucky, but my mun likes... things that aren't exactly beneficial to anyone's health. Like haunted hotels or freaky castles.