... But she's not quuuuiiiiite ready to collapse when she's not alone yet (give her a few minutes), so Cantarella is standing barefoot out in the shallows, letting the water call her.
The silence can be broken in a moment (hopefully by Fran throwing a firework or something); for now she is happy with the peace.]
[ fran can absolutely be setting up some fireworks. he'll have abandoned his labcoat for this and just wandering around without it on. it's not much, but he'll look significantly more relaxed like this. ]
Should I make a certain shape or just anything will do?
of the safer kind that doesn't involve the kind of explosions that destroy buildings. but he'll carefully rearranging things within the capsule then. ]
It's not too soon to be making stars of our own?
[ hmm. maybe he shouldn't actually be messing with explosive powders on the beach but it's fine. no one is going to blow up in this game at this point. ]
[This might be the last time that food tastes normal for her for a very long time, if ever, won't it? Cantarella pauses, mulling it over. Her smile softens.]
Could you grill some fish for me, please? Some vegetables, if you have them...
[He will get a large blanket because he already got wood splinters in his hair earlier and he doesn't want to deal with sand too, thanks!! So he lays that down next to Ludger if he wants to roll onto it (or if anyone else wants to use it, really) before taking a seat.]
[He'll lie down once that happens, especially because he is pretty tired after all that, and this is a lot more comfortable as far as positions go.]
It did seem pretty dicey for a moment.
[Transforming right before the cure could be used on all of them was borderline tripping at the finish line, but they all made it out of that crisis safely, somehow.]
Pretty fortunate that Magi pulled in so many do-gooders to get this wish granted.
[ nah, fran is good to let the two of them enjoy their space. besides, he's probably up and about setting up the fireworks anyway. this is a more reasonable and sensible thing to do with explosives, yes? ]
[Unlike her normal gentle teases that have accompanied Unhinged Wazy hours, Cantarella says with the utmost sincerity:] You were out there working hard, too.
[Under all the snark and the lies and the sarcasm, which she weathered like a playful creature navigating the waves, she had always thought he was in there fighting for what he wanted.]
[Maybe he could continue with the sass and treat this like it's business as usual, but he does remember Cantarella being there while he was being consumed by the infection.]
I did what I could, I suppose. But I think the lion's share of the credit goes to you guys for developing the cure in time. For that, I owe you my thanks.
w5, post saturday
time to lay down in the sand forever /j (unless...?) ]
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They're all alive! And cured! ]
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So. Are we invited to the wedding?
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everybody knows about that!!!! ]
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Is that a no~?
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Don't mind her, giggling rather slyly to herself over by the water.]
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[Of course she wants her mother there.]
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... But she's not quuuuiiiiite ready to collapse when she's not alone yet (give her a few minutes), so Cantarella is standing barefoot out in the shallows, letting the water call her.
The silence can be broken in a moment (hopefully by Fran throwing a firework or something); for now she is happy with the peace.]
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Should I make a certain shape or just anything will do?
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Wait..........
ENRICHMENT!!!
She perks up a little bit, though there's certainly some level of calm in her that can't be penetrated at the moment.]
Why not stars? We'll not be making any more wishes on them for the time being, so why not create our own?
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of the safer kind that doesn't involve the kind of explosions that destroy buildings. but he'll carefully rearranging things within the capsule then. ]
It's not too soon to be making stars of our own?
[ hmm. maybe he shouldn't actually be messing with explosive powders on the beach but it's fine. no one is going to blow up in this game at this point. ]
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Cantarella! What do you want to eat?!
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[This might be the last time that food tastes normal for her for a very long time, if ever, won't it? Cantarella pauses, mulling it over. Her smile softens.]
Could you grill some fish for me, please? Some vegetables, if you have them...
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[ he's
probably joking about the whole fish part. ]
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Good work back there.
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I'm glad it all worked out.
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It did seem pretty dicey for a moment.
[Transforming right before the cure could be used on all of them was borderline tripping at the finish line, but they all made it out of that crisis safely, somehow.]
Pretty fortunate that Magi pulled in so many do-gooders to get this wish granted.
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You say that like you aren't one yourself.
[ because Ludger is unbiased and always correct about people, clearly ]
Everyone ultimately wants the same thing - to be happy. We're lucky our happinesses didn't clash at all.
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It's good to see you back to your normal self.
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Heh. It's good to be back. Though I'll admit it's strange to look back on how I behaved these past couple of weeks.
[Largely because it didn't feel like anything was all that wrong with him, even when he was clearly acting abnormal...]
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[Under all the snark and the lies and the sarcasm, which she weathered like a playful creature navigating the waves, she had always thought he was in there fighting for what he wanted.]
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I did what I could, I suppose. But I think the lion's share of the credit goes to you guys for developing the cure in time. For that, I owe you my thanks.