Homeless; maybe looking. Possible a_facility.

[nohawks]

You're positive?

Applications don't begin until the 18th, you're sure?

Maa. I don't care, either way.

Comments

[landedonmars]

I'm not sure you'd want to be in such a place.

[nohawks]

It'd be interesting to watch her suffer.

I have nothing to fear.

[landedonmars]

Are you not afraid of being hurt?

[nohawks]

Of course not.

[landedonmars]

How?

[nohawks]

Am I supposed to be?

[landedonmars]

Do you not understand the place you're going to?

[Was once a victim of the game.]

[nohawks]

Of course.

Do not take me for a fool.

[landedonmars]

I do not take you as a fool.

[Quite the opposite, she muses.]

Then you might find yourself at home.

[yummymacaroons]

It's not like you to run away.

AAA CHARIOT LEMME RUB YOUR FACE.

[nohawks]

I have no intention of doing so.

Chariot and a million macarons have come, hide 'yo kids, hide 'yo wife

[yummymacaroons]

And yet, and yet, that's all you have done.

What will you do there, all by yourself? Or who will you fight?

[nohawks]

I don't recall running away from anything. You must be mistaken?

[ caaassuuallly ignores those questions. ]

[yummymacaroons]

[Oh wow rude, those questions were important.]

I'm not. I never confuse my toys or their actions.

[Also? Flicking a brown macaron at DM's head.]

[nohawks]

[ side-stepping with a backwards pivot, not worth the effort of drawing her scythe. ]

Hmmm? You must be mistaken.

[yummymacaroons]

[Holding up a green macaron that sure does match DM's green.]

You know I'm not.

Maybe you need to be forced to understand?

[You know, like with chains. Also she's totally going to crush that green macaron and drop the pieces.]

[nohawks]

So~rry.

I don't know you at all.

[ ok the gloves come off now. ]

[tunedtears]

[ Have another otherself. Black★Devil Girl here isn't out for a fight, thankfully. ]

You're still searching for her, aren't you?

[nohawks]

I don't intend to give up.

[ thank. ]

[tunedtears]

[ This girl here would run from a fight if DM initiated one, tbh. I mean, just look at her. Crying green tears and distracting herself with music... she doesn't want to be here or anywhere. Please don't pull out the scythe, DM. ]

You know she doesn't always want to see you.

[nohawks]

Perhaps.

But I always want to see her.

[tunedtears]

What will you do?

When you find her, that is.

[nohawks]

Do you really not know?

[tunedtears]

I try not to imagine; or pry too much.

Especially when she's involved.

[nohawks]

Then you'd do well to not ask for clarification.