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WEEK 7
A new counselor, and a brutal execution. Camp just continues to surprise, doesn't it?
The rain is back, though this time it is in sprinkles and light showers. It helps bring the temperature down, but in the breaks between those mists the humidity is brutal.
The WiiU is still here, but for some reason none of the games will play. Instead all you can do is watch the faceless Mii on the Mii menu while the remaining Miis (minus Floe, Gonta, and Shirou) cower off to the sides.
Eleven of you are left. You have made it past the 'keep ten alive to the start of week 7' warning that Red gave, but what will happen now? Is this it? Is this who will survive? Or will more death happen? And what's going to happen to the dead?
A lot of questions still need answering.
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He turns his head as he feels him, and the smiles. Twisting around to plant a quick kiss against his head. ]
Hey...
[ He lets him lead, curious to see where he's taking him. The limping has him frowning though. ]
Where are we going-
[ And then he sees Ren. Giving a wave back. Looking at Tal and then back to their boyfriend with a curious tilt of his head. ]
Hey.
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A soft, sheepish laugh.]
I just... wanted to be with you. [Both of you. That's all.]
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Someone's in a good mood.
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Hey, lean against me, alright?
[ Looking at Ren to quietly ask for help. ]
Let's sit down, yo.
[ Sorry, he really can't keep the concern off his face ]
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[He must have mis-stepped, that's all. He's fine. Why wouldn't he be? But he'll accept the assistance getting to the pavilion and out of the drizzle.]
It's rainy but it's... a nice day, isn't it?
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It's cutting the heat at least.
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Yeah, been working out in it.
[ Giving his head a shake to try to get wet hair out of his face. ]
Hey, everything alright?
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Of course. I just wanted to spend time with you.
[Now that he's seated he reaches out to take their hands, smiling softly up at them. The smile is vacant at first but slowly becomes more sad, his gaze coming sharper and more focused, his brow furrowing.
Hi, boys.]
I know you like each other so stop waiting for me. [And that gets a smug little smile and a look that clearly says get on with it.]
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Wha- Tal-!
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For a moment, he's worried that Tal is trying to break up with them AGAIN, but then he sees the smug little smile and Ren's blush. Nine turns his head towards Tal and starts laughing. ]
Did you want to watch?
[ Is this what it is? ]
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[He chuckles, reaches out to nudge Nine's shoulder.]
I wanted to tell you guys there's... [And he looks down, guilty and sheepish and not able to quite meet their gaze. He doesn't know if he should even be saying this. There's absolutely no chance of anything coming of it so why? WHY?
Because he promised them he'd be honest and open about his feelings.] ... someone here that's become really important to me and I think I might kinda like them but it's complicated.
Still lov...e... you... [What he's saying when his control has slips away from him isn't contradictory to anything his zombie self would say so it's just a strange little hiccup in his speech, even as the awareness fades from his eyes. Then he just drifts to the side to rest his head on Ren's shoulder.]
It's nice to sit out here and listen to the rain.
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But that second bit is new. Someone he's close to? Must be one of the fellow dead. It's strange... he's both happy because Tal isn't alone, but also a little jealous. Still, Tal used what little energy the dead had to talk to them to get this out, and that means a lot]
Huh... well, guess we gotta talk to them later.
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Turning his head to plant a kiss against Tal's cheek, even if he was already going back to placid. ]
Love you too, baby.
[ Dropping his head on Tal's shoulder as he listens to the rain. ]
Yeah, we do. At least he's happy, right?
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Happy is hardly the word for it Nine. He's not happy but he's remembering how to hope, how to smile.]
Happy... yeah.
Too bad camp will be over soon.
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Summer's almost done...
[Even if they survived, even if they saved Sol... nothing would be the same. Nothing will be suddenly easy and safe. It's odd- he almost wants to stay in these few soft moments for a little longer]
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Was hoping we could have this a little longer, yo.
[ If he survives this whole thing... he's just going back to Orience and the war.
He'll start humming a song softly, while watching the rain. ]
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We knew we'd have to go home eventually. Summer Camp doesn't last forever.
You'll write, yeah? [They can totally be pen pals, right?]