PC: BEAU

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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?

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Yeah - yeah, she -- ah, fuck, man, you've missed so much.

[ her heart clenches in her chest, tight, but she stays smiling. ] She got her feathers back. And her hair is starting to grow back white, too.

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[There’s a moment where he seems to tense up, because? Yeah? He’s clearly missed so, so much, and he didn’t think it’d be that . . . bad. This deal, it would work out and he’d go right back to the moment he left, and it would be like it never happened. But this much is making it clear that he left. And the world moved on without him.

Then he just swallows that and buries it. Fuck it. It won’t matter.]

. . . So have you kissed her yet or do you just think about it constantly?

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[ she's going to hold him a little more tightly, but then he teases her and she splutters. ]

-- No! No, shut the fuck up! [ ... no, you know what!! ] We're supposed to go on a date. If you must know.

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[Me, who had a strong suspicion of your cursed canon point, now having it confirmed: oh n

molly: wehehe]

I absolutely must know! I’ll have a lot to catch up on!

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[ also me: wehehe ]

We're... in the middle of something. [ she says, glancing away. ] But once that's through, we're gonna figure it out.

-- I think she tried to write me a poem, but... [ oh no she's getting emotional about it again. ] It was a letter instead, and, um.

[ she rubs furiously at the back of her neck. aaaaaah. ]

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In the middle of something?

[ e x p l a i n

but, also.]

As I’ve always said, her charm is truly immeasurable. [ He felt bad a moment ago, but honestly hearing about how Yasha seems to be able to be happy, to move on from all the shit that happened to her, how they’re all looking after each other. That’s nice to hear too.] I really am very happy for you both. She . . . I’m sure you both deserve it. Of course, if you do anything at all to hurt her, I will bleed you dry.

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[ casually ignores that first part haha ]

Shit - no, I would never! [ she says, hurriedly. ] I would fuck myself up before I hurt her, she's - she's...

[ gross, beau is bright red. clears her throat, and then, in her best bravado: ] I like her a lot. You're gonna get sick of us when you come back.

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[that’s fine they can just keep hype-manning yasha]

I’m sure I will! I’m greatly looking forward to throwing cold water on you!

[shut up molly like theyve never had to throw cold water on you]

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[ she shoves him, grinning. ]

Whatever. I seem to remember you never getting payback for kicking Fjord out of his own room, so it's not like you can say shit.

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I didn’t kick him out! He left! I told you that all of you were welcome to join.

[ This is just the horrible college roommate rebuttal to that argument. ]

Ah well. The rooms here are separated. [Scratching at his face.] Don’t actually like it that much. Bit lonely.