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The Mane Event

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*Solar nods in understanding. He slows down momentarily when Heart suddenly turns, leading the group past an alleyway they went through when heading to the train yard. It's probably a good idea with how late it's getting...*

Solar:A little. Isn't there a saying about coincidences? Once is accident, twice is coincidence, three times is...hm... I can't remember what the last part is, but at that point it's not coincidence.

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*Gaster looks up at Grell, uncertain of how to feel about what the Reaper is implying.*

Gaster:.....Do you have any ideas of what I can do to help?
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*Fell's sockets widen when his blaster starts to crack.*

Fell:Oh shi-

*A pained cry, not unlike that of a dying animal's, escapes Fell's blaster. It disappears before it can be destroyed completely. Fell starts to fall towards the grave markers.*

*As he falls, Fell starts to curl in on himself, crossing his arms in front of his face to protect it from the shrapnel and sparks. Red tendrils of magic sprout from his back, forming a protective bubble around him and keeping him from ending up as a burnt pincushion. He lowers his arms, the energy bubble flickering slightly, and grins at Fiji.*

Fell:Now we're cooking! Come on, Fiji. You can do better than that!

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*Hemlock says nothing for a few moments, twisting the string wrapped around their fingers into several pattens.*

Hemlock:....

*Hemlock clenches her fingers and pulls at the woven pattern. The Promise cuts at her hands before starting to snap. The deity recoils, as if struck by an unseen force.*

*Only part of the Promise has been broken. The cuts of Hemlock's hands heal quickly. Hemlock sighs, looking somewhat drained.*

Hemlock:What I tell you now, little scribe, I need you to take as a warning for the future.

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*Captain pauses at this, glancing at Sheep before looking back at Lieu.*

Captain:....Who Said Anything About Being Stuck? It's Not Like You Couldn't Go To Train There And Come Back Here After. The Same Thing Goes With Leaving To See Your Friends. This Isn't A Prison. It's Supposed To Be A Safe Place.

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Solar:To be fair, a lot of... strange... things have been happening. Especially if you consider what just happened.

*Solar makes a vague gesture towards the area behind the group.*

Solar:Have... you asked Lime about it? To check?

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*Solar frowns, glancing at Lime before turning his attention back to Dancer.*

Solar:It could've been Dizzy? She might be doing better and called to check how things were going?

An una-VOID-able meeting

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*Book just watches the two, leaning back against the gazebo.*


*Gaster hovers worriedly around Tom, unsure of what else he can do.*
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*Fell dodges the other hand, summoning a blaster and jumping on it to gain some distance from Fiji.*

Fell:Still not fast enough, short stack! You'll have to do better than that if you want me to take you seriously!

*He just has to stay out of reach until he can get Fiji to wear himself out...*

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Hemlock:The only thing we can do. We wait.

*Hemlock sighs, a rather old looking strand of thread appearing wrapped around her fingers. Upon closer inspection, a faint glow emits from the string. Ah.... That's a promise, or rather, the physical manifestation of one. Why is she...?*

*Hemlock starts to weave patterns with the string wrapped around her fingers.*

Hemlock:I suppose explanations are in order, all things considered. Though I can't say I know what she's done recently....

*Hemlock glances at Potato's mask.*

Hemlock:....How much of your mother's past do you know of, little scribe? I imagine there are several parts that you've found yourself unable to record or see.

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*Captain looks at the peppers before looking at the pans. Perhaps later he can ask Sheep more questions...?*

Captain:.....Ah. The Meat.


*Night watches Dream and Lieu before looking down, running his thumbs over the joints that make up his hands.*