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[abysmalactor]

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[soft_focus]

Mmnnnnn... [Oh. Well that's...] ...That could be another reason he needed help though! Maybe he was going to call people he knew to help if he had trouble!

[abysmalactor]

You think so...?

[He frowns.]

Even so, this whole thing was kinda messy...

[soft_focus]

...Yeah...

...Everyone's really mad about it...

[abysmalactor]

Yeah, guess so...

[And he abruptly claps his hands together. By this point, the resulting sting is barely noticed.]

Anyways, let's talk about happier things! I came here to keep you from being bored, talking about something messy like that isn't gonna help!

[soft_focus]

Ah-yeah! [Well, if there's anything he can agree with, it's that!]

...What do you want to talk about though?

[abysmalactor]

Uh, well, er...what were we talking about before this? Quests?

[soft_focus]

Yeah you had one that you're not doing because you're afraid to use the computers.

[abysmalactor]

Ghk-!

[WE ARE NOT GETTING INTO THE COMPUTER DEBATE AGAIN, KIDDO. He'll let that slide this time!]

Er, yeah...anyways, I gotta collect some things, and then burn them by the light of the full moon, or something like that...

[soft_focus]

...What kind of things?

[abysmalactor]

Er...

[Give him a second, he needs to remember this.]

A well-oiled crank, a hand of cards from a winning game, wood from the base of a certain kinda tree, and hair from a horse or a kelpie...

[That's not all the details, but it'll do.]

[soft_focus]

[Oh what-

They point to themselves.] ....Like me?

[abysmalactor]

A-uh-?!

[Blink. Wait a second.]

Actually, yeah! I-wait, I think there had to be something special about it...

[soft_focus]

....What kind of special?

[abysmalactor]

Uh...they had to win a race, recently.

[Tap tap tap, goes his claws on the laptop.]

Something else...uh...I think a race for their life counts? Wonder why she made that distinction...

[soft_focus]

...........How recent?

[abysmalactor]

Uh...I don't think it was specified. Recent enough to remember, I guess?

[soft_focus]

[Reira doesn't say anything. All they do is pull a lock of hair in front of their face and start trying to chew it off.]

[abysmalactor]

Eh-Reira?

[child, what are you doing-]

[soft_focus]

Mnnggghnn...nnnhhh... [AHA shredded.

They hand it over.] ....I got chased by giant saw-fin fish, it's really hard to forget that.

[abysmalactor]

Eh...?

[...Oh!]

A race for your life, I guess...! [He'll take them, then!] Thanks, Reira!

let's tie off around here?

[soft_focus]

Yeah! [Tadahhhh.] ...But we have to duel when you're ready ok?

sure

[abysmalactor]

Oh, absolutely! You're gonna get the best duel of your life!

thennnn that's a wrap!

[soft_focus]

Good..!

[Counting on it then!!]