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Aventurine;

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[finalgambit]

Great. [ picks a stray piece of vox and flicks it into the unknown. heads back toward the lobby. ] Do you think Pride will be wondering where you got off to?

[bsod]

One or two of them, probably. Everyone else is either dead asleep or refusing to leave their rooms.

[ Sprezzatura... ]

What about you guys? It's probably harder to tell when you've left if you can just portal somewhere.

[finalgambit]

I think it’s harder to tell in our case… and I think most of us could just use a bit of space. I had already locked myself in my room, at least for the most part. I didn’t want anybody to see me while I was still partially transformed.

[bsod]

Sorry to wander in on your pity party, in that case.

[ He's not sorry. He's glad it worked out that way. ]

[finalgambit]

I don’t think you are. [ hip checks him. ] …did anybody besides me ever end up killing you?

[bsod]

[ Stumbles a little since Aventurine just bumped his legs, being nowhere close to hip height. ]

Yeah. Me and a couple of guys from other teams ended up going after Ellie again at the end. They ganged up on me.

[ :[ ]

[finalgambit]

…it’s a good thing I didn’t know or I would have had a few more murders to conduct in that final intermission. [ oh right, lol, he comes up to vox’s waist or something. ]

A coupled Acedia managed to stay sane the entire game. Ciel, Leona, and Ratio. Leona protected Vil… going insane because of it. And someone decided to target Ratio for… no reason, and he died. What the fuck, am I right…

[bsod]

I think you're the only person on Acedia that I've met. I don't know any of those other names.

[ He knows Chilchuck but he was Sir Not Appearing In Dangerbear. ]

[finalgambit]

…oh. I should introduce you to Vastella. And Dr. Ratio. [ the others… shruggo. ] Point is, I didn’t want anybody killing either of you guys. [ yanks hard in his arm. ] Like I said, it’s a good thing I was busy being pissed about something else…

[bsod]

[ Just based on that sentiment alone, Vox can deduce who the "probably boyfriend" is. ]

We were all busy being varying degrees of pissed and-slash-or crazy.

[finalgambit]

[ stepping outside is a literal breath of fresh air. ] I hope we get a break…

We can walk back to the cul-de-sac and then I can teleport home.

[bsod]

When have we ever been that lucky?

[ Glances over. ]

Wasn't I the one walking you home?

[finalgambit]

My apartment doesn’t have a door. I’m walking you home.

[bsod]

... Fine.

[ Just two bros holding hands, strolling through Shadowpeaks. ]

[finalgambit]

[ at 4am and they’re both probably totes gay. ]

Tell me about your company.

[bsod]

What do you want to know?

[finalgambit]

[ shrugs. ] Anything? You seemed real proud of it. I thought it might be nice to fill the silence as we walked, but I guess we could just enjoy the sounds of nature.

[bsod]

Of course I'm proud of it. We're Hell's number one purveyor of everything and anything.

[ You got him rambling about work, here we go. ]

[finalgambit]

[ he'll happily listen to him ramble about work. it's soothing. ]

[bsod]

[ Well, then, ramble he shall. He goes on about everything from VoxWatches to Voot Floops and everything in between. VoxTek really is everywhere! ]

[finalgambit]

[ he can ramble himself back to pride. he takes his hand back when they approach the houses, in the off chance that somebody's outside. he's not sure if vox would care, so better to be safe than sorry. ] This is your stop.

[bsod]

[ Vox might care an eensy, teensy bit, but no more than that. He appreciates the consideration. ]

It seems so.

... Thanks, Aventurine. For everything. Go get some rest.

[finalgambit]

I'll see you around, Vox. [ he gives him a smile before he summons a portal and steps through. ]