PC: BEAU

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W0 - MONDAY

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[hey beau where are you at because molly is on a beau seeking mission

bitch lets GO]

Get up! Get up get up. I've got something for you. Or, I'm willing to share something with you. So basically the same thing. Get up!

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[ she is NAPPING, which is why when molly comes colliding into her space she groans loudly and bats at him. ]

Fuck off, Molly -- [ wait, thing? thing!! she opens her eyes to squint at him. ] -- wait, what do you mean you have something?

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[I guess napping is an indulgence. Holding up a little red box and shaking it!!!! This doesn't explain anything.]

Not here though. There's better atmosphere.

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[ you'd think she was sloth with how much time she's spent drooling on this couch. ]

Okay? You need better atmosphere to show me a little red box? [ ... ] Dude, you remember the talk about how hitting on me is bad, right.

[ this is mostly a joke, as she pulls herself to her feet. ]

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[Wow! Wow.]

You're making me want to share less and less by the second!

[He'll just wait before turning to start moving off down the hall.]

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[ she laughs, like a garbage person, and pushes her hair back and up, gathering it into a ponytail. she follows! ]

Are we going to the stars room?

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Shh! Stop trying to ruin my surprises!

[yeah surprise your queer tarot friend fuckin loves the star room this is not a shocker he knows. Right into the star room, immediately flopping onto the ground.]

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[ okay listen, first she KNEW IT, and second it's not like she's going to complain. she likes the stars as much as he does, even if she doesn't necessarily attribute fate to them.

she flops down next to him, grinning a bit. ]

I have stuff for us too.

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[ he takes his coat off, folding it up so he can use it as a pillow when he lays down on his back, one leg kicked over the other. grinning right back while he flips open the box - weed, it's weed, you knew that - starting to roll it up immediately.]

Oh? Exciting. Do share.

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[ she sees that weed, and it cracks her up. ]

Holy shit. How did you manage to score so quick? Did you have to pay for it? [ -- oh, right. she pulls out a huge bag of sour candies. ]

You gotta try these. They're really fucking good.

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[Offering a rolled one out to her!]

I have a sense for these sorts of things. I know you don't believe in the hand of fate and what not, but she has never steered me wrong. Or away from the good stuff. [ . . .] Also Wrath just gave it to me.

[owo what's this? Taking one immediately to eat and just sitting bolt upright again.]

Fuck! That is good? Where did you get those?

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[ she waggles the bag. ]

Envy gave them to me. [ as for that first part: ] Fate my ass, you just know a dealer when you see one. Wrath's not your Avatar, right? Did you just do a fucking run on all of them to get free shit?

[ she knows you, molly. ]

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[ Hm? He's busy? Rolling his joint? ]

They didn't have to give me anything. I only asked.

[ bro his collection of random knickknackery is fucking insane already. It's been three days. ]

Besides, if I don't come back with souvenirs for everyone, they're going to be upset. [Digging in his pocket again briefly, pulling out . . . a very fancy golden watch? He has no idea what this actually is, just that it's gold.] Nott would like that, yeah?

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[ ahhh. she smiles a little, at least. ]

Yeah, I think she'd love it. Did you just find that laying around? [ ... ] I should bring one of those boob balls back for Jester, she'd think it was super funny.

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The obnoxious grump - tall, beard, ponytail - threw it at me for a reading. I think perhaps he intended to take it back after.

[A bark of laughter at the boob ball for Jester.]

Give her mine too. The full set.

[ Patting around his coat, but . . . he did sort of forget you need some sort of light for these.]

Damn, do you-- Oh. I can try this - [Okay! Going to try thinking about - do they have matches? I don't fucking know. A flint or something. But instead, a string of Christmas lights appears.] Hm. Interesting.

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Oh, that guy. Look, I've been trying to do the whole nice thing but I really don't think obnoxious grump deserves it. He oozes.

[ also, she just... stares at the christmas lights. ]

The fuck did you just do.

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You have been trying the nice thing, haven't you?

[no bully. but he sounds sincere? like? Congrats, Beau? He summons more Christmas lights.]

I have no idea. Trying to get a light!

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[ she makes a face. ]

It's - a work in progress. [ it's funny that he's summoning christmas lights and neither of them know a christmas ] There's a shitton -- these are not helping, Molly!

[ but she's laughing, and look, she tries herself -- only to get a bunch of nightlights that just clatter to the ground. they look like the moon at the end of the hallway in the sleep bay. ]

What.

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[There's a shitton of string lights and you know how they always get mad tangled like instantly now he's just trapped. A moon bounces off his head and skitters away.]

What!

[LAUGHING.]

Being a wizard is terrible! I don't want this!

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[ she's just laughing at this, because there are lights tangled in his horns and also somehow her arm is swallowed by lights, and this is stupid. ]

How the fuck does Caleb manage this, we can't even cast a fucking light spell - it's a godsdamned cantrip--

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I don’t know! I don’t know how Caleb does anything at all! The man can read a book in three minutes! I can’t barely make it through one of those—- Texts! Fuck!

[Christ!!!!!! Trying to tug them out, but it sort of yanks his head to the side and he curses, but is still also laughing because this is stupid. Eventually he manages to free himself, just tossing the lights off as far away as possible.]

. . . I really miss everyone.

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[ she helps kick the lights away, laughing with him - but once they're all pushed to the side and she's free, she just... sighs. ]

It's dumb, because it hasn't been very long, but... me too? [ she presses her shoulder to his for a second. ] We're gonna go back to them, though.

Yasha's gonna lose her shit. Did you know she's an angel?

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[It hasn’t been very long for Molly either, at least from his perspective. He’ll just sling an arm over her shoulder back, leaning back.]

Of course!

[the answer is not in the sense Beau is saying, but obviously Yasha is a perfect angel?]

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[ she startles, just a little, but - hey, she's fine with this. she leans against him. ]

No, I mean like, a literal one. She has wings, dude, they're... they're really pretty.

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[Wow Beau you are crushing so hard that is hilarious. Anyway, he looks very excited by this?]

You mean as in . . . feathers and not slightly terrifying skeletal ones?