Mun is feeling rather down after an app fail.

[punches_boulders]

Okay, we gotta talk.

Yeah, it sucks. I get it. You really wanted it to work, but whatever. Two things. There's always next month, and don't listen to Douchey Mc Spiky-Hair. You're not a worm, idiot, or... the other things he calls you but I thankfully don't understand since that's when he goes back to Japanese.

You're a good guy, mun. ...Questionable tastes at times, but that's not the point. Pull yourself together and move on. You can do this. After the shit you've been through over the years? You're a survivor. Always were, always will be. I've got faith in you, even if you don't.

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[takaba_akihito]

I hope your writer feels better, despite the shitty situation at hand.

[ Takaba rubs at the back of his head, uncertain as to what to say to a stranger without overstepping boundaries. That doesn't stop him from trying, at least. ]

No one deserves to be disappointed, after trying so hard for their goals.

[punches_boulders]

Thanks. He appreciates it.

[Chris scratches at the back of his neck awkwardly.]

Unfortunately, he's used to it. But, he's come this far, and I'll be damned if I let him give up.

[weaponmadeperfect]

[Giggles] Sorry, but if they're getting pep talks from you Redfield it's gotta be bad.

[Then addresses his mun] He's right though, there's always next month. If not maybe the game's not for the big guy. Not a lot of places you can stick a tank after all.

[punches_boulders]

Hey, we have a long tradition of uplifting talks. [Sarcasm. You can has it.]

[Chris nudges Sherry a bit.] He wasn't talking about putting me anywhere. This other guy, who has a temper and zero social skills has been livid when he didn't get in.

Y'know. Douchey McSpiky-Hair.

[weaponmadeperfect]

[Aw you know she just loves messing with the 'adults' of her canon Chris]

huh oh... [Embarrassed look.] Wait, he was apping Leon somewhere?

Because you know minus the Douche bit...

[punches_boulders]

[Yeah, but he gets enough sass from Claire. Have a hair ruffle.]

Last I checked, Leon's hair wasn't exactly spiky. He takes great pride in how wispy it looks I think.

No, this guy isn't from our world. Thank God. I have a feeling he and Wesker would get along great.

[weaponmadeperfect]

[Who you think taught her? Sure wasn't 'Uncle Wes']

The little me rooms with him in the game she's in and says it totally spikes in his sleep. If they had access to hair gel she'd blame it.

Feel sorry for you Chris. Worst I'm stuck with in my head is Dr. Banner. Who I know for a fact would rather smash Wesker to a pulp. Mun's half tempted to let him too.

[aensland]

Oh. Aren't you just the sweetest?

[punches_boulders]

[Oh hi there, Morrigan. He's familiar with you. Sort of. Through MvC. More importantly, he knows your type.]

Can I help you, ma'am?

[aensland]

[ Right back at you, Mr. Redfield. ]

And so polite, to boot!

[ She cackles as if recalling an inside joke—with her, it's more than likely the case. ]

I don't need your help at the moment, good sir. I was merely commenting on your kindness and support for your mun. A girl can learn to like that sort of behavior . . .

[punches_boulders]

[Awkward head scratch. Seriously. Your lack of clothing is making him blush.]

No offense, Ma'am... but I kinda have a strict 'humans only' policy.

[aensland]

[ It's part of the succubus uniform. Sorry! ]

Policies are just rules, and like they say: rules are meant to be broken.

[ She nibbles on the tip of her finger like a bashful child. ]

I won't tell if you don't.

[punches_boulders]

[Well... too bad. Put on a shirt, or something. The epic cleavage is really distracting.]

Not in my line of work. I enforce laws on an international scale. Sorry.

[peter_vincent]

Couldn't have said it better. [Pause. Considers.] Well. Maybe. But look, cheer up, mun-darling. Pour yourself a cuppa, brood a bit, then move on, yeah? Depression never helped anyone.

[punches_boulders]

Doesn't help matters that he actually has to take medication for it after his father gave him some minor brain damage.

Guess that's why he keeps me around or something. [Have a dry smirk.]