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The Mane Event

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*Glory looks a little startled at the noise, unlike Dancer who sees it as any other strange noise in the apartment. It's no wonder then when Glory is the first to get up and rush down the hallway, leaving Dancer in the kitching.*

Glory: Are- Are you okay, Solar Flare?

An una-VOID-able meeting

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*Grell watches Gaster leave then quietly nods.*

Grell: Sure...

*They hesitate for a while but do eventually take Outer's hand. That's progress at least. Maybe they're starting to warm up to everyone after all.*


*Tom pauses outside of the room, holding onto a nearby doorway for support. They take in gasping, raspy breaths, eyes closed for a while as they try to fill their lungs but clearly fail to fully do so.*

*They stiffen though when they hear someone exit the same room behind them, opening their eyes and turning their head to look at Gaster, straightening as much as they can though still breathing somewhat noticeably irregularly.*

Tom: Why did...

*They swallow, forcing the words out through shallow breath.*

Tom: Why did you follow me out?

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Malkia: But you must have something I can refer to you by. *She prompts, leaning forwards towards Murderer in interest.* What would you /like/ to be called, hm?

*Corvus raises a brow, hiding their beak behind their wing comically.*

Corvus: Don't let her choose a name for you. She's terrible at names.

*Malkia blusters, taken off-guard and shoots the grinning crow a look of betrayal.*

Malkia: I am not! Your name is lovely!

Corvus: *Raising an eyebrow* "Crow" the Crow? Sureeeee...

Malkia: You /like/ your name!

Corvus: Sure beats "Cutthroat". Definitely not as cool though. I do miss the edge it had. *He smiles, leaning into the counter to look at Murderer again.* You found us for a reason, mate. We all found this place for a reason, that's what brings us all together. You don't have to have an insult for a name here, it can be whatever you want it to be.

*He points across the counter to a one-eyes, young adult, Calico cat sat in a booth surrounded by kids.*

Corvus: That's Scarecrow. Since she got here though, the kids always called her "Patches", so that's her name here.

*He points again to a coyote teen with a large burn mark across their face.*

Corvus: Chupacabra. Here though they go by "Chewie".

*He groans as a small caiman monster with large slash scar across their nose growls demandingly at Murderer, waving their arms around and barking something unknown.*

Corvus: That would be Carmen. The loudest and youngest. They used to go by "Death Roll" would you believe it. Don't mind them, they're still getting used to things around here.

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*Rose nods, quickly kissing Fell.*

Rose: Thank you, my love. I'll be back in a minute. Or as soon as I can find them at least...

*With this, she smiles to Fell for a moment, glances at Fiji, and then tears her eyes away. She promptly leaves the room, trying to remain collected and focussed, especially now that her head is starting to feel clear again and her fatigue is wearing off.*


*Paige isn't sure how they are. To be honest, they've been rather quiet since the entire ordeal, choosing to silently follow Hemlock at the moment. It's all they can do really. They are an adult, technically, but with both parents out of action, they can't help but cling to what relative they currently have left. They might be a god but right now they feel so small and insignificant...*

*Bambi seems to be mostly out of sight for the most part. She decided to wander off a little bit. Though eventually it's easy to find her. She didn't go too far, just for a small venture further into the VOID. Something about it draws her into its depths.*

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*Lieu looks to Captain then looks away again, blushing in embarrassment. They quickly stuff their arm sling into their pocket, hiding it as best they can.*

Lieu: I... I Suppose If You Would Like A Go With The Word Jumble Then... Then I Suppose You Can Take Over.

*He shuffles uncomfortably.*

Lieu: But I Still Mean What I Said. It'll Look Weird If Alphys Sees Us Together. Nobody Knows About All Of... This...


*Mmm not quite. She was actually hoping to talk to him. When she eventually works up the courage to knock his door and nobody answers, she nervously grits her teeth then turns and hurriedly walks away, shying away into her feathers. Maybe it's a sign that it was a stupid thing to bother him for. It was a dumb idea anyhow. She should be glad he didn't answer...*

An una-VOID-able meeting

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*Grell looks aside for a while, uncertain. Last time they had an encounter, it didn't exactly end well for anyone. The idea of doing one now makes them nervous...*

Grell: Sure. Do it. Whatever works... Do anything I guess...

*Tom shudders at this, stumbling out of the room.*

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*Malkia frowns to herself in concern, shaking her head and sitting nearby.*

Malkia: You really have been through a lot, haven't you? I can tell. After doing this job for so many years, you start to see the signs before most others do...

*She smiles warmly, nodding gratefully as Corvus passes a drink across to them and Malkia moves it across to Murderer.*

Malkia: Well you certainly don't have to worry about any of that here. Everyone is well-taken care of here and you will be too-... Erm, what /is/ your name?

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*Rose shuffles in uncertainty, drying her hands. She looks between the door and Fell then realisation dawns her face and she groans.*

Rose: Could you stay with him for a little while, please? I should get out for a moment but I think I need to check that Crystal and Ink aren't causing trouble. I'll just check in with them and be back straight after. If that's okay, I mean?

*She watches Fiji for a moment and winces*

Rose: I just... I /really/ don't want to leave him by himself. If anything, just in case he does wake up and go crazy with his magic again. I don't want someone getting caught in the crossfire if he does. He's just not himself... Of you and me, you've always been the strongest too... I could take him, sure, but not as easily as you could, especially know that you know his attacks -I only saw glimpses.

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*Papyrus huffs, as if mildly irritated, but they don't make a move. They look too beat up and tired to really do much else. Sheep sighs to himself, uncertain about everything happening.*


*I suppose so, yeah. There's a few people dotted around here and there but obviously nobody steps in to stop Lieu from using the gazebo. Others use it normally and they clearly have placed to be so why would anyone stop him? He'll be fine.*

*He just about manages to leave too but the machine stumps him for a while. Word jumble has always been the hardest puzzle and this screen looks extra jumbly.*

*Though it doesn't look like he's about to be stopped. Sage and Cross might be there but it's not as if Sage can see what's going on. Then there's Ripper but he obviously doesn't care. That sort of leaves Alesa and Tuí but they don't seem to be around. Alesa was last spotted practicing her magic in a more secluded spot while Tuí has walked elsewhere for a while. Mainly she hovers in front of Error's door.*

The Mane Event

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*Dancer nods in understanding but stares avoidantly into her cup of coffee.*

Dancer: Okay. Yeah, that’s chill… Just uh, stay safe, y’know? Now that you know all that’s going on…

*Glory looks up and over to Stripes.*

Glory: If you see anything at all odd, come here. We don’t know what’s normal or not anymore but Dizzy says that this place is safe and I trust her judgement.

Dancer: that is until she has another stupid vision…

Glory: /Fire Dancer, please/.

*Glory is clearly uncomfortable and upset about Dancer’s judgement but the mare only stubbornly glowers and grumbles into her drink.*

Glory: You /are/ always welcome here though, Stripes.

The Mane Event

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Dancer: No problem!

*She smiles for a moment then looks to the door.*

Dancer: Are you planning on heading out or would you like to stay for a while or until Heart gets back? I'm not gonna make you stay if you have things to do but...

*Glory can see where Dancer is leading with this but doesn't speak up on this thought.*