#there used to be a shooting star in this piece until B was like 'haha looks like it's going to hit the house' and I couldn't unsee it

[tracle0]

Girl, you see that house? Fucking weird place. let’s go

[rwbyremnants]

WARNING: Underage character (teenage, almost 18).

NOTE: Yeah yeah, I know it’s a little off-season for this one. Sorry! At least it's going to wind up celebrating Christmas In July...?

You may have seen the first chapter of this fic elsewhere, posted there a long time ago out of convenience. This is where it belongs since it’s home to both of the original authors. If you don’t believe us, just message them haha. It's seven chapters of increasingly-smutty goodness, though nowhere near as lengthy or smutty as some of our other stuff.

Special thanks to RuBee for helping us get the full story dusted off (haha) and posted at last!

=Chapter 1

"We're making cookies, not mountains of sugar, Rubes. You're using way too much – and the Ice Queen won't have any left for her coffee!"

It was the weekend before Dustmas, and Ruby and Yang were attempting to make cookies with their dad's old recipe. Soon they would be going back home for the holiday but it seemed like a nice gesture to whip up a batch of their dad’s signature cookie recipe to distribute amongst their friends at Beacon Academy. They had always agreed in the past more sugar was needed, but the amount the red-headed girl was pouring into the mixture was ridiculous.

"Sweeter is always better, Yang!" Ruby protested as she set the bag down, frowning. "And I don't know why Weiss always likes to drink tea anyway, her company makes Ol' King Cold!" Then she wiped her face, smearing more flour across one cheek. "Can you just help me?"

"Alright alright, flour face, here." Grabbing the flour and another egg, Yang quickly poured a little more into the mixture, enough to even it out so it wasn't monstrously sweet, but also so they had some to spare. "Now we can get extra fat!"

At that comment, Ruby frowned down at her stomach before glancing back upward. "B-but I thought you said I wasn't fat, I just had chub-chub!"

"You do have chub-chub…" Yang then poked Ruby's belly, smirking as she looked back up at her. "And now you can have flub-flub! More of you to love! Alright, I think this is ready to go in the oven."

Giggling, Ruby squirmed away from the assailing finger and went back to the mixing bowl. "Are you sure we don't need to add more sugar or something? They are supposed to be sugar cookies. Y'know, for Dustmas."

"That's why we add icing on the top of them, dingus," she called from by the oven, turning it to the right temperature and allowing it to warm up. Of course, with the shared kitchen's cooker being gas rather than electric, that wouldn't take long at all. "You need a hand making the shapes from the dough? Or are you eating it raw?"

"I…" She quickly retracted her hand from the bowl. "Nooo, we're going to cook them. They are cook -ies , after all. Right?"

Her eyes filled with hope that Yang would approve of the joke she had made. The older sister paused for a moment, until smugly grinning. "Not bad, but you got a ways to go until you can make it hap-pun on my level."

Within a few minutes, the girls had placed the cookies on the tray in the various shapes for the Dustmas holidays; the two stars of Vacuo, a snowflake, a Dustmas Bush, and so on. All they needed was twenty minutes in the oven, which by now was to full heat. Just as she was about to place the tray in the oven, however, Yang's scroll vibrated in her pocket, making her place the tray back down so she could check it.

"Hmm…"

"Something wrong, Sis?" Ruby asked as she put the eggs and butter away in the refrigerator.

"Oh shoot! Weiss is gonna kill me…" She quickly shoved it into her pocket. "Sorry Rubes, I gotta dash. Promised Her Royal Frostiness that I'd train with her today, and I've let her down twice already. Gotta give her this raincheck in person or I probably won't survive."

As she was speaking, she started to undo the apron he had worn for the moment, hanging it up the side of the door. Though soon it swung open anyway.

"Oh… sorry, am I interrupting?” Blake asked, amber eyes widening when she saw her two teammates were already there. “I just wanted some milk."

"No, no!" Ruby piped up as she wiped her hands on her pants. The tall, lithe brunette was still something of a mystery to them, but Ruby had always hoped they could get along a bit better, and tried to take every opportunity she could to ingratiate herself. "Have all the milk you want! It does a body good!"

Chuckling, Yang remarked, "Kitty wants milk; I shouldn't be surprised." The two swapped places as Yang began to head out, and Blake headed to the fridge. Before leaving completely, she leaned back in from behind the doorway. "Oh, Ruby – don't start baking them 'til I'm back. You know the stove is finicky, and unlike me, you ain't fire-proof."

Ruby let out a little snicker, waving a hand at her sister. "Oh Yang, I think I can handle a sheet of cookies! What do I look like, some kind of klutz?"

"Just wait for me, okay? I'll be ten minutes, tops. But if I'm longer, call the cops." And with that little impromptu rhyme, she dashed off. All that was left in the room was a small girl with a sheet of cookie dough balls, and a feline Faunus sipping away at her carton of milk.

"Why's she in such a hurry?"

"Late for a date with Weiss." Then she started. "I m-mean, a battle date! Fighting! Umm, practice-fighting, not real fighting! Ergh…" Frowning, she turned back to the oven to open it and place the sheet of cookies inside. "Sorry, nevermind me."

"So training?" Blake asked, hoping to allow Ruby some wiggle room away from her verbal fumbles, leaning back against the counter as she was about to take another sip. Though when Ruby had opened the door to the oven, she remembered Yang's words. "H-hey, shouldn't you wait for her to get back? You know this old stove isn’t like the new electric or Dust-powered models."

"Not you, too!" Ruby pouted. "I can handle myself, I'm a big girl! This is a piece of cake for m-"

The random explosion from the inside of the oven seemed to speak to the contrary. Flailing, Ruby fell back against the floor, waving her arms around trying to put out the small fires that had caught on her sleeves.

"AAAAAAAAH! Help, it's- ow! What happened?!"

The fire wasn’t too bad, one that could easily be smothered, but for Blake this was a far more serious matter. Dropping her milk carton, she rushed to Ruby's side, taking off her scarf to quickly bat the fire on her sleeve, eventually putting it out before it had a chance to do any real damage.

"Ahhhhggghhh," Ruby groaned, staring at her ruined sleeves. "I'm gonna need a new shirt for sure! Yang's gonna kill me, we don't have a lot of money! But thanks, Blake, I really…"

However, when she looked over at Blake, she was in for a surprise. Why did the Faunus girl look so alarmed? Even once the flames were out, the girl still stared down at her team leader. Eyes wider than she had ever seen them, while her breath was short. Clearly, her mind was off somewhere else, as could be seen when her pupils flicked back and forth.

Snapping her fingers in front of Blake's eyes, she said in a softer voice, "Uhh, Remnant to Blake? You in there?"

Once blinking a couple of times, she looked back to her leader, and to her burnt sleeve. She was safe, unharmed. Not even the tiniest burn anywhere on her pale pink skin. The taller girl quickly wrapped her arms around her, cuddling her close. "You're okay, you're okay. Oh thank God, you're okay!"

Instantly, Ruby froze. This was an unexpected turn; how did the normally standoffish member of their team come to be embracing her? Why? Patting along Blake's long hair, she whispered, "Yeah, I'm okay, Blake! Honest! Are you?"

"Am I okay?! You were on fire! I should be asking you, but I… oh, Ruby!" She could only hug her teammate even harder, her hands clutching at her clothing tightly. As she held on, her eyes began to flick back and forth again. Anyone could tell her mind was elsewhere.

However, Ruby wasn’t looking because other things had distracted her. Something in the way Blake had said her name made her blush. On top of that, why was she still hugging her? It felt wonderful, though; something like when Yang held her close, but different in a very subtle way she couldn't quite place. Very hesitantly, she laid her cheek against Blake's shoulder, not sure if this was what she was supposed to do or not.

When feeling the contact from their younger leader's cheek, Blake snapped back to the present again. Or at least, back to reality. Upon realising how close they were, the hands quickly dropped away as she darted back, looking about as shocked as Ruby did. "I… uhh… I'm sorry, I don't know why I…"

"Oh!" Now Ruby looked like a small, frightened animal. "I- wh-why are you sorry, what happened? It was my fault, I wasn't paying enough attention and lit myself on fire!"

"But that was… I…" Before she could even explain herself, the Faunus girl made a dash for the door, running straight down the corridor and around Yang, who had just made her way back. There was no explanation for her sudden disappearance, and so when Yang was back in the room, she was met with a frightened looking Ruby, clouds of dissipating smoke, and cookie dough and milk covering the floor.

"…Did I miss another food fight?"

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Slow drags of boots heralded Ruby's return to the dorm room. Yes, Yang had shouted at her about nearly burning herself and helped her clean up, and they had finally finished the cookies and they were all ready for Dustmas. Alas, none of that seemed to matter when she was so worried.

Blake had looked terrified. Of what, she had no idea. Of her? Of her being hurt? They were just teammates, not even really friends beyond those bounds. Sure, if Blake were on fire she'd help put it out and ask if she was okay and everything, but that display of affection was above and beyond. It disconcerted her and made her wonder why.

When she pushed open the door, she saw Blake sitting on the windowsill in her usual black kimono, staring out into the sky. The window was shut, otherwise Ruby wouldn't have said anything; there had been enough near-death experiences for one evening.

"B-Blake?"

Blake turned in the direction of the voice. Out of all the people it could have been, this was the worst outcome. Sure, she hadn't fallen out with Ruby, but she felt she had made enough of a fool of herself for one day. Her eyes darted between her, and the door. Could she slip past her? Probably not. Might as well face the music.

“O-oh, hey, Ruby.” She hurriedly rearranged her pyjamas, to more adequately cover herself.

"Blake," Ruby repeated as her eyebrows knitted, "are… you okay? You took off like that, and I-"

"T-took off? Yeah, I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" Of course she would question it; her teammate ran away without any explanation. There was no way she could escape, despite getting to her feet and readying to try.

Shrugging, Ruby dropped her eyes. "I dunno, but you seemed freaked out. Y-you don't have to tell me anything, though! Just, if you wanted to tell me, I have ears. Well, I mean I know I have them, and you know I have them, and even though you have twice as many, mine still work!" Squirming, she followed up with, "Is that species-ist? Did I say a bad thing? Oh God, I'm making this way worse, aren't I?"

"Ruby… I…" She scrunched her eyes shut, shaking her head side to side. "I did not freak out, okay? You were on fire! Of course I was worried!"

"No, but you helped put it out! I'm fine! See?" Flapping her arms up and down, she grinned at Blake. "Totally A-okay!"

"I know that now! It was just.. scary… to see you like that, that's all," she insisted, but all the while she continued to gaze back at the door. Any moment…

"But, um, we're Huntresses. Aren't we supposed to be in harm's way all the time, anyway? Why was this such a bigger deal than usual?"

"Because… I… you’re my…" She was stuttering more and more. Ruby was right, this was normal for them. In fact, such an incident was ridiculously minor. But her reaction was more suited to if a Beowulf had torn her arm off.

Unable to think of an excuse, she finally made a run for the door.

"Wait!" Before she could more properly think through her actions, Ruby dove for Blake. Being that her Semblance enabled her to pour on a burst of speed, she was able to catch the taller girl around the midsection and pin her somewhat painfully against the surface of one of their desks.

"O-oh! I- sorry, Blake, that wasn't what I meant to do, I just… panicked! Are you okay?"

Blake was more startled by the younger girl's strength than any pain that came against her back. She attempted to struggle against the grip of the younger girl, but found herself completely pinned. Though she had looked upset before, now she looked near-panic.

"R-Ruby, let, me, go!"

"Sorry!" she whispered again, backing away from the desk with a pained look on her face, again feeling odd at having been in such close contact with the Faunus. "J-just please, don't run away, I… I want to talk this out!"

"There is nothing to talk out!" she insisted, finding herself glaring down at the smaller girl below her. "What was I supposed to do? Let you burn?!"

"NO! No, I'm so thankful, seriously, b-but why are you upset? I don't understand, and I want to, really badly!" There was a hitch in her voice as she added, "Because you're my teammate and I don't like thinking about you being sad, or hurting, or anything!"

It was no use. Her leader was one of the most stubborn people she knew. There was no way she would get out of this without letting her know the truth. "Listen, I just saw your sleeve on fire and it reminded me of a horrible memory. That's all."

Like a puppy, Ruby cocked her head to one side. "It did? I… oh." Shifting from foot to foot, she glanced toward the window, then down at her boots. "Um… do you w-wanna talk about it?"

"No!" Blake snapped, managing to push Ruby back just enough so she was free to move again. "Why do you think I ran off? These are memories I want to leave behind! Memories I would rather forget forever if I could!"

"S-so that's a no?" As Blake's golden eyes blazed with indignation, she waved her hands back and forth and squeaked, "I'm sorry, it was just- look, I'm g-gonna go away now, and not be here where I'm just making a bigger mess, so um, bye!" And with that, she sped from the room, leaving a flurry of rose petals in her wake.

"W-wait! I didn't mean-" But it was no use; Ruby was gone. Once again, another silly mistake had made Blake look like a fool stuck in the past – and worse, made her team leader feel bad when she had no reason to. Heavily sighing, she returned to her spot on the windowsill, staring outward and to the people on the grounds.

Only a few minutes had passed before she saw Ruby stumbling to a halt next to tall, leaning tree and sinking to her knees in the lightly snow-dusted grass. It didn't seem as if she was crying, but she was certainly not doing her absolute best. Within her bow, Blake's ears folded downward. All Ruby wanted to know was if anything was wrong, and she'd shoved it in her face. 'What's the harm?' one part of her mind thought. The other kept shouting, 'She'll tell everyone, you can't let her know! She’ll ask too many questions!'

But there was no other way to fix the mess. And so, reluctantly, she headed for the door.

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Out on the grounds, Ruby took deep breaths. The last thing she ever wanted on a daily basis was to inconvenience her friends in any way. Weiss and Yang, she didn't mind so much; they brought it on themselves in certain ways. But Blake? She was one of the last people she wanted to hinder in any small way, much less actually cause her heartache like this.

"I'm a jerk," she whispered to no one.

"No, I'm the jerk." The voice of the raven-haired Faunus reached her ears from the shadows. Having finally found her laying back against one of the trees, she smiled faintly as she stepped into the moonlight, then nodded to the space by Ruby's side. "This seat taken, leader?"

On instinct, Ruby scooted away. "AH! It's- hey, Blake! How ya doin'? Read any good books lately?" Clearly, she was nervous beyond all rational thought, and her fingers clenched in the frigid grass.

Blake paused for a moment. Anyone could tell she was on edge; they didn't have to have Faunus senses for that. Poor Ruby, so young and sensitive. She really was an absolute jerk to her. Head hung in shame, she sat down by her leader's side, looking over to her with a sorrowful expression.

“It’s freezing out here. You shouldn’t be outside too long or you’ll catch a cold.”

“Hah! A cold has to catch me first!” Ruby countered. When Blake only raised an eyebrow, she wilted. “Yeah, that was bad.”

“It was.” After only a breath to consider her words, she went on, "I was wrong to run off like that. You were only trying to help, and I shoved it in your face. And I'm sorry. Really sorry."

"No reason to be sorry. It's my fault; I kept needling you for more info even after I could tell you were freaking out. Why am I so dumb?" Frowning, she drew her knees up against her face and stared down at the little flecks of snow on her boots. "Sorry, I… you're in a bad place and I'm complaining about me. Talk about self-centred!"

"You're not self-centred! You were worried about a friend; that is the opposite of self-centred. And…" She paused, looking back down to the grass herself. With a deep sigh, she confessed, "And rightfully so… I did overreact. Seeing you like that, it just triggered something."

Chewing on her bottom lip for a second, Ruby finally whispered, "Blake, it's okay to be scared sometimes. Just don't forget that the rest of us are your friends. We wanna help you fight the scary stuff, not make fun of you for it or whatever."

Blake looked up at her friend. The one who she had practically pushed away completely when all she wanted to do was help. And she was still helping now. The least she deserved was an explanation for her behaviour.

"It reminded me of the protests that went bad. The ones that turned into riots. A lot of very young Faunus died in those… my friends. I know it was such a small thing but… I think of you as kind of innocent, too, and seeing someone your age like that, I just… couldn't cope."

Without hesitation, Ruby reached over to take Blake's shoulder firmly in her hand. "Hey, it's… understandable. But I'm okay, okay? Nobody burned me to the ground, nobody's dying. Plus, I’m an adult, and can take care of myself. Everything’s completely fine."

"Y-yeah… we are." She looked back to the grass again, but now there was a small smile where a haunted scowl once had been. "Thanks."

"Do you wanna check my arms to make sure?" After she said that, she looked down, a bit shy. "That probably sounds weird, but I mean, that way you can know for sure that I'm fine. Maybe that won't help…"

"N-no no it's… it's actually fine." Although pleased by the gesture, Blake too felt a little bashful. Yang and Weiss had spoken with her slightly more, but she had barely had more than a five-minute conversation with her own leader. Mainly her own fault; after all, the Faunus had always been very distant with people. Ruby included. But that was going to end, and she'd make sure of it.

Besides, how could she ignore someone being so cutely awkward?

"Just… next time your sister says 'no', please listen before I have a heart attack."

"I will, but it's really okay," Ruby laughed, rolling her sleeves all the way up to the shoulders. "Here." Then she took up one of Blake's hands and rested it on her forearm. "Totally not burned or anything at all, check for yourself!"

When her hand was taken, Blake's eyes instantly widened, but when her hand fell to the arm she found herself pleasantly surprised. Ruby's skin was so soft, despite all the battles they had been through and the recent proximity to searing heat. It was rather nice to stroke her skin, which she did so once or twice, but it was even nicer when she placed her fingers by her wrist to feel a heartbeat.

Ruby couldn't help but snicker again. "Yeah, I didn't get, um, heartburn either. Get it?"

At that, she just froze, looking up to Ruby completely silent for a moment. "…No, that was the worst one yet."

Deflating, Ruby patted the hand on her arm. "Yeah. I'm trying, though! One day maybe I can make jokes and they won't be rotten!"

"Maybe you and Yang will have a pun war…" Blake finally drew her hand away from the thin arm of her friend. Thinking back to what she had confessed earlier, she squirmed. "Y-you won't tell anyone I freaked out about the fire, right?"

"Nah. Well, I'll have to figure out something to tell Yang, since she saw the end of it and I wasn't sure what to say… shouldn't be a big deal." Dipping her head down, she gazed back into Blake's eyes to see they were still full of worry. "You sure you're okay now?"

Blake let out a huge, cleansing breath. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just glad you are."

Grinning, Ruby rolled her silvery eyes as she said, "Eh, I'm always fine. Head like a rock and body like a crash test dummy."

"Can't be anymore of a rock-head than your sister. At least you read books sometimes!" she chuckled, before finally getting to her feet again, offering a hand to her friend.

"Yep!" Without hesitation, she took the strong hand and allowed herself to be pulled upright… and found she didn’t feel like letting it go just yet. "Can I say something that might be kinda weird?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm really glad you don't hate me." Realising that didn't sound quite right, Ruby swiftly followed up, "Th-that is, after we first met and you wanted me to go away, I was worried about being on a team with you, especially you having to deal with me as leader, and… and I just really thought you were awesome and cool, and wanted you to like me a lot, and maybe that's silly but I'm so happy we're friends now, so… so yay!" Her free hand gave a feeble fist-pump to punctuate her last word.

Blake was stumped. Ruby enjoyed her company? And thought she was cool, nonetheless? Even when they didn't talk much, Ruby looked up to her in a way no one had before. Within the silver eyes of the smaller girl, she saw a past version of herself. Young, happy, full of questions… innocent. She'd fought no end of monsters and people, yet was still so naive to the world. In a way, that was heartbreaking.

Then again, that wouldn't stop her from smiling, drawing her hand away from the younger girl's. Either she was innocent and naive, or maybe she understood things that Blake had yet to grasp. Maybe it didn’t matter.

"I'm sorry I gave you that impression… but you're a good person, Ruby. And an awesome leader. I feel really lucky to be on your team."

Bouncing up and down on her heels, Ruby beamed from ear to ear. Blake had truly delighted her with such simple words. "This calls for a celebration! You, um, you want to eat some of those Dustmas cookies? We can have them with milk!"

"Oh, the milk!" She realized that in her haste, she had in fact dropped the carton on the floor, which had more or less wasted it all. "Do I have to go clean that up?"

"Nah," Ruby laughed, turning to head to the kitchen… but her feet halted a few steps along. "Um… Blake, could I go with you to get some more? Makes more sense than splitting up."

"Sure. Sounds great, actually. Let’s go." Blake locked arms with Ruby, already turning toward the main school gates. There were worse ways to celebrate a holiday.

[illneverrecover]

the biggest tag ever

@joz-stankovich tagged me in this because they are so sweet and kind, bless.

THE LAST:

1. DRINK:  water, I’m lame. 2. PHONE CALL:  today at work, I call patients all day long. Last personal call was to the doc for my kid. 3. TEXT MESSAGE: my last text was to a group text with my husband and our two friends - “We still bringing yeungling to Denver though, right??” (We leave for Denver Comic Con on Thursday morning and Yeungling is a good ass beer, ok???) 4. SONG YOU LISTENED TO:  Black Sheep  - Metric 5. TIME YOU CRIED: Oh god, probably two days ago or so? HAVE YOU: -6. DATED SOMEONE TWICE:  yes, then I married him, so it worked out alright. 7. KISSED SOMEONE AND REGRETTED IT: eh, not really?  8. BEEN CHEATED ON: yes 9. LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL: Yeah - my husband’s granny passed away last year, and we were super close. She always supported us even when we were young and dumb, and inspired me to become a nurse so she is missed immensely. 10. BEEN DEPRESSED: yes 11. GOTTEN DRUNK AND THROWN UP: ugh yes, though its been quite some time since that’s happened (thank god)

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

12-14: purple, black, red

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. MADE NEW FRIENDS: Yes! I’ve made so many awesome friends through tumblr and mystic messenger, it’s kind of crazy and I love it. 16. FALLEN OUT OF LOVE: no 17. LAUGHED UNTIL YOU CRIED: Yes, so many times, most recently yesterday. My husband took me on a date to celebrate our dating anniversary (13 years we’ve been together, wtf) and was being stupid in Target and I couldn’t handle it 18. FOUND OUT SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU: yeah, but that stuff doesn’t really bother me. 19. MET SOMEONE WHO CHANGED YOU: Yes - in the last year, I met my daughter, and she’s changed me the most. 20. FOUND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE: I mean, I’ve always known. There are a few people I’m not as close with but I wouldn’t say we aren’t still friends. Life happens. 21. KISSED SOMEONE ON YOUR FACEBOOK LIST: Yes, I kiss my husband daily (I can almost hear @feelsgood-anon saying GAAAAAAAAY) 

GENERAL:

22. HOW MANY OF YOUR FACEBOOK FRIENDS DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE:  All of them. I don’t use FB as much as I used to but I keep it pretty private. 23. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS: a cat Harlow, and two corgis - Eevee & Winry. 24. DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME:  I’ve never been a huge fan of my name but I’m used to it, I don’t even know what I would change it to. 25. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY: Every year for my birthday, God blesses me with a new Star Wars movie (seriously, they either come out near or on my birthday - December 15th) so it usually evolves going to see those. Last year we saw Rouge One & I also did a Krampus Pub Crawl and it was awesome. 26. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP: 11:30 pm, 12:40 am, 1:30 am, 4:00 am, and then for good at 6:33 am (thanks a lot, tiny human). 27. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT: Sleeping, I’m an old ass woman. 28. NAME SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR: I’m so excited for Denver Comic Con this weekend! A week away from work in a different city, dressing up and nerding out with my friends. It’s gonna be dope. 29. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM: December. I live across the country from my family. 30. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU WISH YOU COULD CHANGE IN YOUR LIFE: Oh god, I’m really not sure? I wish I could spend more time doing things that I love and figuring out myself, I guess. 31. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING RIGHT NOW: I am watching The Bachelorette because I have a trash kink and I enjoy screaming about it weekly with @zombolouge 32. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO A PERSON NAMED TOM: My first crush was on a kid named Tommy if that counts. 33. SOMETHING THAT IS GETTING ON YOUR NERVES: Work being stupid. 34. MOST VISITED WEBSITE: Tumblr, AO3, my email, reddit. 35. MOLE/S: I don’t have any, just some freckles. 36. MARK/S: I have a scar from an ice skate (lmao true story) on my wrist, two surgical scars (one on each wrist) from my carpal tunnel surgery, a c-section scar, a scar on my knee from a door jam, and numerous tattoos and piercings. 37. CHILDHOOD DREAM: A singer who ONLY sang slow songs. Obviously. 38. HAIRCOLOR: Right now, it’s bright red again (yaaaassss). Naturally, I’m poop brown. 39. LONG OR SHORT HAIR: In general, or mine? Mine’s medium ish I guess. 40. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE: Saeyoung, Jumin, Zen, Masamune, & @serensama 41. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: I like to think I’m funny and I’m fun to be around? Physically probably my eyes. 42. PIERCINGS: my ears & my nose. 43. BLOODTYPE: B+!!! 44. NICKNAME: Jackie is a nickname, haha. My real name is Jacqueline. Other than that? Jack, Kiki, JG, Nurse, Hey you, Have you ever seen that show Nurse Jackie?, Babe, Mama, Babes, other inappropriate names my husband gives me. 45. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: married 46. ZODIAC: Sagittarius & Dragon 47. PRONOUNS: she/her 48. FAVORITE TV SHOW: I recently just finished The Handmaids Tale, Seraph of the End, and American Gods, they were awesome. Game of Thrones, Westworld, Stranger Things, and so many anime that I probably shouldn’t list.

49. TATTOOS: I have 7 - a huge shoulder/back lace piece, a sugar skull & French phrase on my back, a sparrow on my chest, a tree of life on my hip, a shooting star on left foot, and a phrase in Italian on my right foot. I need mooooooreeee 50. RIGHT OR LEFT HAND: right 51. SURGERY: bilateral carpal tunnel surgery bc I’m an old ass birch, c-section, wisdom teeth removal. 52. HAIR DYED IN DIFFERENT COLOR: My hair has been every color, haha. I’ve been dying it since I was 13. Brown, Blonde, Red, Pink, Purple, Blue, Orange/copper, combinations of all of those. 53. SPORT: I like watching football, hockey & baseball 55. VACATION: I’ve been on a bunch throughout my life all over, though my most recent favorite was my trip to Mexico with husband & friends after his most recent deployment. 56. PAIR OF TRAINERS: I legit couldn’t think what trainers were?? why am I so stupid??? Probably my grey chucks.

MORE GENERAL:

57. EATING: dick. I mean... what? 58. DRINKING: nothing, currently. 59. I’M ABOUT TO: fart around on tumblr, catch up on AO3 61. WAITING FOR: Wednesday to be over with, so I can get ready for my long weekend and Denver! 62. WANT: uhhhh a million dollars? not to work tomorrow?  A PONY. 

63. GET MARRIED: I already did, hopefully won’t need to do that again 64. CAREER: I am a Registered Nurse & BSN and I currently work in a Gastroenterology & Hepatology clinic.

WHICH IS BETTER

65. HUGS OR KISSES: I love hugs but there is just something special about kisses. 66. LIPS OR EYES: eyes 67. SHORTER OR TALLER: I’m pretty fucking short, so I need someone taller to reach all of the things. 68. OLDER OR YOUNGER: eh, I don’t really care. 70. NICE ARMS OR NICE STOMACH: oooooh arms 71. SENSITIVE OR LOUD: I like both. 72. HOOK UP OR RELATIONSHIP: I’m a relationship kinda gal. 73. TROUBLEMAKER OR HESITANT: I’m a well known troublemaker, woops.

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. KISSED A STRANGER: No. Well, kind of? I kissed a girl who I didn’t realize I knew but apparently we went to high school together. 75. DRANK HARD LIQUOR: of course, probably more than I should. 76. LOST GLASSES/CONTACT LENSES: Not my glasses but I’ve totally lost contacts and it suuuucks 77. TURNED SOMEONE DOWN: yup 78. SEX IN THE FIRST DATE: No 79. BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART: Yes, though it was never intentional :/ 80. HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN: yes. 81. BEEN ARRESTED: nooooo 82. CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: of course 83. FALLEN FOR A FRIEND: yes, this is how most of my relationships started.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. YOURSELF: on occasion 85. MIRACLES: sometimes 86. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: No. I like the idea? But not realistically. 87. SANTA CLAUS: No, though my dad had us fooled FOR YEARS. He even got us gold buttons with the initials ‘SC’ on them and said they were from Santa. He was a sneaky bastard. 88. KISS IN THE FIRST DATE: sure? I haven’t been on a date with not my husband since I was 15 soooooo 89. ANGELS: Of course, it’s the only way I can describe some of the cherubs I’ve met through here.

OTHER:

90. CURRENT BEST FRIENDS NAME: I have many different people that I would consider my best friends that I talk to daily, but if I had to pick one, It’d be my husband probably - Aulin. 91. EYE COLOR: green! 92. FAVORITE MOVIE: Too many to name, once again (i’m awful at picking favorites) but Howl’s Moving Castle & The Princess Brides are two classics.

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EE: Wheeew, ånyone else feeling the recent heåtwåve?

EE: I just wånnå weår tånk-tops ålreådy but I cån't, so i'm DYING

ID: fuck the heat. seriously i traveled out of the desert to just end up in a muggier hot hellpit.

EE: Ugh muggy is even worse EE: So får the heåt here hås been dry, but I know we're in for å night of humidity ånd I dreåd it!!!

ID: it's like being in some giant's sweaty armpit around here. =:I definitely take dry heat any day.

EE: Omg, truuuueeeee

ID: ...fuck why didn't i think of that.

ID: you're a genius, uh.

ID: ...whatever your name is.

EE: Båsill!

ID: basill then. you're a genius.

EE: å genius tråpped in å not-cold-enough office TToTT

ID: complain to the boss about getting a better ac. that's something you can do, right? i've never worked in an office. you are working there. right? and just. slacking off talking to a chatroom?

EE: I åm the boss :'( EE: I'm on my lunch breåk

EE: ånd the åir works fine, but everyone else gets cold ånd complåins

AA: A N D R O U N D O N E B E G I N S.

AA: haha, j/k, they'rne fucking w/ each othern rnight now.

AA: fyi, loserns, name's siparna and i am yrn friendly neighornbornhood brnokern forn tonight! AA: pls place yrn bets now on if you think scrnuffy ass jade is gonna win, orn bighorns mcgee. AA: caegarns, beetles and chip trnansferns arne A L L accepted. >:}

AC: Ø .u. phew, I don't want to miss it Ø

SA: i believe in hadean.

AC: Ø .n. I don't want to bet against Emerel but I feel like it'd be mean to bet against Hadean too Ø

SA: I put all the money in my pocket on Hadean.

SA: which is a large amount, apparently.

SA: I will be seated on a different part of the stands, by the way.

EE: I'm not much of å gåmbling gål

AA: lmfao, phern's not paying attention, maidel. AA: he's too busy seething and wrninging his mitts in the stands. >:P

AA: you can T O T E S bet on whoevern you want.

AA: and wait, prni, wherne arne you sitting?? AA: come sit w/ us!!

AC: Ø .u.! yes! I'm with Sipara Ø

AC: Ø On the sitting with us thing Ø

EE: Go sit with them, it's good to måke friends!

SA: but we're using text to chat anyways...

AC: Ø and pfft. .u. that's true, Sipara, but Emerel might backread and he would never forgive me if I bet against him Ø

AA: and ee, yrn lame and that's fucking ternrnible. AA: wtf's the point of having blue cash if you ain't gonna flash?

AC: Ø bragging rights? .u. Ø

EE: I håve bills to påy :(

AA: and we arneee, prni, but, like. AA: if you sit overn herne, you can sharne ourn F O O D.

SA: ...

SA: okay, i will come.

AA: fuck yrn bills. AA: who needs bills? AA: go sleep in a

SA: wait a moment. I will find you.

AA: Y E S S S

EE: ånd I owe PP å nice lunch bc låst time I took å bet I lost

AC: Ø ouo!!! Ø

SA: here i am. feed e.

SA: love me marginally less.

AP: My money's on the red guy.

AP: Please make him less pretty, red guy.

EE: Shoot, lunch is over :'( EE: Hope the fight goes well

AA: y, y. dnw abt my hearnt level, brnah, we arne thrnowing food into you until we rnaise Y RN S. AA: rned hearnt orn fucking bust. >:}

AA: and aww, ty. AA: it will.

AA: i mean, not forn emernel, lmao.

AA: >:}

VA: Hey

VA: I fŏrgŏT T'say, buT i'm aT The faire righT nŏw

AA: !!!

AA: !!!!!!!!!!!!!

AA: come see the fight!!

VA: ŏk, where ya aT?

AA: we'rne up in the AA: uh, bottom rnow, by the gate. >:}

VA: I'll head ŏver Then

VA: And I'm gŏnna say iT nŏw. VA: I am nŏT wearing a cŏsTume, sŏ yŏu're jusT gŏnna lŏŏk like an ass if yŏu Tell me hŏw "auThenTic" ŏr "rusTic" I lŏŏk

AC: Ø .n. I hope nobody does that! Though...most people are dressed up pretty fancy, hopefully not? Ø

AA: lmfao. AA: y, y, we will rmemebern. you arne always abt that 24/7 cosplay life. >:}

VA: ŏhhh my gŏd

VA: A Tunic dŏesn'T mean cŏsTume

SA: to some people it is.

SA: I don't think anyone will, though, AC.

VA: They're cŏmfy

VA: I Think I see yŏu guys

AP: It depends on who you ask. AP: A tunic is a costume piece, at least.

AP: Maidel, are you here?

AP: A ...very sparkly seadweller bought most of my stock, but I saved you a few things.

AA: n, she's watching the fight, dude, keep up.

AP: I'd like her to answer that, thank you.

AA: lmfao, 'kay, enjoy yrn rnesponse in the next thirnty.

AP: I will.

AA: a~and looks like they'rne actually.. mb.. gonna stop shit-talking and starnt fighting. AA: gee whiz. AA: ... n, false alarnm, still gabbing.

AA: booooooooo.

SS: (Oh em gee, the natterin's the best part, pal!)

SS: (Why you gotta be a killjoy?)

AC: Ø I am! I'm talking to a lot of people though. .u. Ø

AC: Ø but ooh! thank you Ø

AC: Ø ...oh, I think I see Gliese talking to that seadweller Ø

AC: Ø Huh Ø

AA: dude, n, shhhh. AA: say hern name thrnee times and she'll pop out of the ethern to bug us!!

AP: Gliese, Gliese, Gliese.

AA: jokes on you, dude, gotta have hern last name in therne, too. AA: but good trny, herne's a starn forn effornt. https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.13056045.3033/flat,800x800,075,f.jpg

SA: that star makes me angry.

SA: Look at it.

SA: It can't even try itself.

AP: I think that's a good star.

AA: awww. AA: chillax, brnah. AA: let me, like, ftfy.

AA: http://i.imgur.com/cGIay9e.png

AC: Ø I...don't think so, she looks pretty busy with that seadweller. And pffft. Those are some sad stars. Ø

VA: This is jusT awful

SS: (Sipa, negl... http://i.imgur.com/iRDM4n8.png )

AA: oh my god.

AA: O H M Y G O D.

AA: y. amazing. a+. prni will fucking love it.

VA: WhaT dŏes iT say?

SS: ( http://i.imgur.com/I4Ktcaf.jpg )

AA: but also, considern. AA: https://68.media.tumblr.com/8e2668725f5bdbf4a68f95a179462600/tumblr_inline_nxkqgwmYFJ1tn0tli_540.png

AC: Ø these are some rude stars, my goodness Ø

AA: which one, vatty?? >:}

VA: Dŏ nŏT

LL: ( http://i1.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/masonry/000/325/925/ca7.png )

AAA: don'tcha see how darnk they arne, maidel? AA: this is what happens when you don't have a pale, dude.

SS: ( https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQTg6TYtpdVKWz85f1ZkRS2TamK5gQDIQPIrh62UQrNgl9Kr_C4 )

VA: And any ŏf The picTures hŏnesTly, I can'T read a single ŏne

AA: yrn language gets | Positively | Drneadful | >:P

AC: Ø ... .u. I have no idea what my not having a pale has to - PFFF Ø

AC: Ø Oh now I get it Ø

AA: >:}}}}}}}}}

AC: Ø Don't worry, Vatrra, they don't say anything important. Ø

AC: Ø Sipara's just being silly. Along with SS. Ø

VA: Sŏunds dangerŏus

AC: Ø the stars can't hurt you, only insult you umu Ø

AC: Ø they're just sad and mean Ø

VA: I meanT Sipara being silly

AC: Ø OH, hahaha Ø

AA: http://cdn2-www.craveonline.com/assets/mandatory/legacy/2013/02/man_file_1042548_3dc.png

AA: >:}

AA: okay, okay, enough starns. AA: we want nemorne, therne's lals fucking head herne.

AA: he's got, like, what...

AA: five horns herne.

AA: that's prnactically enough forn a starn. >:P

SS: (Nah, pal, don't you remember? Last time you checked, I have eight. (\eue/) )

VA: Hŏly shiT

AA: y, well, that's bc i counted beforne i snatched 'em off, duh.

AA: c'merne and i'll snatch the rnest of 'em, too. >:}

AC: Ø but Sipara, we're already about to watch a fight .u. Ø

AC: Ø I'm sure they can make space in the ring for that one later. Ø

SS: (Also, like, I totes can't fight. (\qnq/) It'd up and mess up the face you made me. Too bad, totes sad, mb next time. (\unu/) )

AA: well, shit, i didn't sprnay you w/ sealant, did i?? AA: gdi. >:{

AA: w/e, w/e, we'll fight L A T E RN, obvs.

SS: (Insert obnoxiously unsubtle fist pump at my narrow escape from certain death.)

AC: Ø huzzaaaaaah ouo Ø

AA: help, help, i'm being smotherned by a woolbeast.

VA: Happens sŏmeTimes

AA: >:"{

VA: Cry all yŏu wanT, ThaT's yŏur lŏT in life nŏw

VA: An armchair

AA: wherne the fucks' yrn rnusty solidarnity? herne i am, being, like, supern crnuelly C U L L E D in frnont of yrn verny own gandernbulbs, and yrn like. AA: trnoll darnth vadern. all stoic and shit. THIS IS YOUR LOT IN LIFE. AA: CRY ALL YOU WANT.

AA: well, jsyk, i am fucking weeping. AA: you just can't see it b/c my faces bein' eaten by hairn.

VA: Dŏ yŏu see hŏw much hair I have?

VA: I am nŏT sympaTheTic Tŏ yŏur siTuaTiŏn

VA: AT leasT yŏu have sŏmewhere cŏmfy Tŏ die, ThaT's nŏT sŏ bad righT?

SS: (Nm, I take it back! Pheres can up and help me defeat Sipa, she's clearly no match for us.)

AA: wtf is this trneacherny??

AA: someone narnrnate the fight forn me, i can't see shi.t

AA: shit.

AA: ffs.

SS: (It ain't treachery, it's tactics.)

AC: Ø They haven't come to blows yet but they're both holding out their weapons at each other. Ø

SS: (LOL. I'll be your oculars, pal. (\eue/) )

AC: Ø Probably not long now. Ø

SA: it is very disappointing.

AA: lmfao. AA: y, get the fuck down therne, lal. AA: be my seeing eye trnoll.

SA: I wish they would just get to the quick.

VA: Me Tŏŏ

AA: you and me both, prni.

AA: and v.

AA: wherne's the blood??

AC: Ø In the future. .u. Ø

AA: , , . n .

AC: Ø .M. Ø

AA: ònó

AC: Ø hahaha Ø

AC: Ø that's a great face Ø

AA: i am helping you make yrn emojis GRN8, dude. >:P

VA: -M-

VA: Was ThaT an emŏji

AA: omg, yes.

AA: gj, gj. >:D

AC: Ø that was a great emoji ^m^ Ø

SA: Oh, there they finally go.

SA: a miracle.

AC: Ø Red vs. green, dun dun dunnnn Ø

SA: the battle of ugly christmas colors.

AC: Ø Prisma, oh my god Ø

AC: Ø ...not wrong though .m. Ø

SA: are they not--

SA: see.

AC: Ø I feel _bad_ calling Em an ugly christmas color but .m. Ø

AC: Ø I mean Ø

AA: hey, girnl, don't feel bad forn telling the trnuth. >:}

AC: Ø .m. I mean he's not an ugly christmas color but. it is kind of funny in that context. Ø

AC: Ø ... .n. I hope he doesn't read this and get mad Ø

AC: Ø I mean, I'm green too, I can't really talk Ø

SA: yes but your green is more tolerable.

AC: Ø Em's chrome is nice...I mean, jade is better than olive. but. that's really nice of you to say!...I'm conflicted. .n. Ø

SA: embrace it. who cares what emerel feels about it.

AC: Ø .n. he's my friend Ø

AC: Ø I don't want to upset him Ø

SA: everyone here makes fun of everyone else.

SA: I dont think they will mind.

AC: Ø .n. I try not to though. I always feel bad. Ø

AC: Ø I don't mind if people make fun of me but I always worry about hurting someone. Ø

AA: giiiiiirnl. boy. bb.

AA: em dgaf.

AA: prnomise. >:}

AC: Ø ... .m. how long have you known him Sipara? Ø

AA: dude, have you hearnd phernes talk abt him??

AA: haven't even met him, and i feel like I'M the one quadded to the guy by now. >:P

AC: Ø Sometimes! Ø

AC: Ø Pfffff Ø

AC: Ø he's so tall, I think you'd have to like, get on a stepstool .m. Ø

AC: Ø ...though he's not nearly as tall as Riccin I guess Ø

AC: Ø I don't know _anyone_ as tall as Riccin Ø

AC: Ø ...except for one troll but I'd rather forget she ever existed Ø

AC: Ø So, Riccin Ø

SA: they are too tall.

SA: This is troublesome.

AC: Ø .u.! you know Riccin? Ø

SA: oh, no, but if they are taller than emerel they are too tall.

SA: I meant the fight, also.

AC: Ø Pfff - oooh crap. and Riccin is _much_ taller than Emerel, by...gosh, must be a foot, or almost Ø

AC: Ø and they're yellow! it's surprising Ø

SA: oh, he's bleeding.

SA: oh.

AP: Oh.

AA: welp!

AP: Shit.

SA: good.

SA: i enjoy this turn of events.

AA: L M A O.

AA: wow, didn't think you werne the blood thirnsty kind.

SA: it means Hadean is winning, doesn't it?

SA: surely no one expected this to be clean. that isn't how fights work with sharpened weapons.

AC: Ø ;N; Em Ø

SA: he will be fine. surely there are doctors here.

AC: Ø I saw a yellowblooded one .n. Ø

SA: he could have moved anyways, but he decided to unwisely make an offensive move when it would have been more intelligent to disengage or release the weapon and counter another way.

SA: Unfortunate.

AA: don't lose yrn shit, maidel, we alrndy got one mess on the stands. >:P AA: calm down, he's a mossball, he'll be fine.

AC: Ø ... .n. I guess Ø

SA: you can also look away if you wish, Maidel.

SA: I will give you a play by play.

AA: chilllll. he's obvs a totes bb at this, but eyy. AA: look on the brnight side, he'll be total pity-bait with that sornt of scarn.

AC: Ø I wouldn't. Em is my friend. Ø

SA: You can even hide in my shoulder if that helps.

AA: lmao, oh my god.

AA: prni. prni, if they'rne hiding theirn face, you don't wanna AA: give them AA: no, n/m, go ahead.

SA: emerel is the real winner of the fight emotionally.

AC: Ø .n. Emerel is the winner of first knife wound, more like. Ø

AA: c'moooooon, don't think of that.

AA: think of how much money some suckern made betting on the jade forn firnst chrnome. >:}

AC: Ø .n. wheeeeee Ø

SA: why do people call it chrome...

AA: awww.

SA: why not blood.

AC: Ø ...why didn't he dodge... Ø

AA: bc he's a newbie, duh.

AA: classic rnookie mistake. think yrn tough shit and get a knife to the gut.

AA: happens to, like, half of 'em. >:}

SA: did you make that mistake sipara.

AA: .. and blood's a highblood ternm, dornklornd.

AC: Ø But Em does these fights all the time. Ø

AA: lmfao, y, i totes did. AA: when i was S I X. >:P

SA: oh see that's a much more resonable time frame.

AA: ikrn?

AA: that's when yrn supposed to get all yrn gutwounds overn and done with.

AA: when yve still got yrn entirne pre-adolescent pupation to carnrny it off. >:}

SA: oh right. you all pupated.

SA: hm.

AA: ..........................

SA: regardless, Maidel, i am sure they both knew what they were signing up for.

SA: so just enjoy it.

AA: what, did you grnow in a vat, clonebb?? >:P

SA: shh... the fight.

AA: 😢 AA: 🤐

SA: is he stepping on his hair?

AA: y.

SA: couldn't that break his neck?

AA: naaaaaaaaaaaaah. who the fuck goes into an arnena w/o like, a detachable brnaid??

SS: (Sure, pal, if Hads up and tried real hard-like!)

AA: hads prnobs took a rnazorn to the frnonds just forn that.

SA: someone who is very attached to their hair.

AA: !!!!!!!!!!!!!

AA: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SS: (Mother grub's saggy chesticles, HAH)

AA: i am in fucking love. AA: soz, lal, you arne eternally rneplaced, that was the wornst fucking thing i have evern hearnd and i fucking love it.

SS: (Best fight ever.)

AC: Ø ...you know, I can't even pretend to be surprised Ø

AC: Ø this is just how this is going Ø

SS: (S'cool, pal, but we're officially on for fightin on accounta: n, fuck you, he's mine.)

AC: Ø I am resigned now Ø

SA: I am greatly beginning to wonder who it was that decided that this was a nonlethal fight and yet allowed a psion with lethal abilities and unblunted weapons to be used.

SA: this is strange, and unnecessary.

SA: it would be like telling a soldier to go easy on a street fighter and yet standing by in horror as the injuries escalate.

AA: is anyone herne hornrnified?? AA: nobody uses blunted weapons in fights, dude. therne's no point to 'em if _someone_ ain't bleedin'. >:P

AA: no one's gonna pay to watch two fuckerns stand arnound in a cornern and hit each othern w/ sticks. AA: it's like, idk, cirncle rnacing. ppl pay forn the opporntunity to see someone get fucked up!

SA: what's the point of bleeding if someone doesn't die.

SA: it's a waste of time amd resources.

AH: to have fun, you goddamn twat

AH: ever heard of that

AH: though I'm fucking let down by Em right now

AA: lmfao. you bet on him?

AH: Lol, no

AH: I didn't know what Hadean's psi was until now, I'm no fool

AA: also, stfu beforne i crnam those twigs you call horns up yrn ass. AA: don't use that language w/ prni. he's fucking delicate.

AH: oh shit, my fucking bad

AH: Lol, big words coming from nubs almighty

AH: did you steal those from a wriggler?

SS: (Shit, pal, s'called 'wait your damn turn'!)

SS: (FIght's ongoing rn, ain't no need to be disrespectful-like.)

SS: (I'm sure there's, like, a proper queue somewhere.)

AA: y. you found me out. gotta steal all my mean jibes frnom the wrnigglerns. AA: i'm just sweet as fucking sugarn w/o it. >:'{

AA: and lmfao. y, rnight.

VA: IT's a gŏŏd fighT, nŏbŏdy is dyin'

AH: I meant your horns, brainless

AH: considering how minuscule they are

SA: oh, yes, because the chat needed another edgy pissbaby.

SA: tell me more about how much of a badass you are, AH.

AH: nah

SS: (LOL) SS: (Super delicate, y.)

AH: you don't deserve stories of my cool stunts

AA: he's got a delicate constitution, brnah.

AA: >:P

VA: SA is cŏŏl

SS: (Hey, pal, I ain't said nothin disagreeable!)

SS: ( (\uwu/) )

VA: I wasn'T direcTing ThaT aT yŏu SS, yŏu're fine

SS: (What? You sayin I ain't cool??)

SS: (Hashtag rude.)

VA: I'll leT yŏu knŏw when I reach a decisiŏn

VA: I'll send yŏu a cerTificaTe even

SS: (That ish better be notarized, pal, or else I ain't gonna know it's legit!)

VA: Yŏu knŏw iT will be

SA: regardless, i mean more to say that fun and practice can be attained with sparring with equal effort exerted and just as much skill gained.

SA: this is borderlining blood sport. it's painful to watch two people hold themselves back for the sake of attrition.

AH: lmao why'd you even come then

AA: y. to the cull matches arne way bettern, tbh.

AA: and pay bettern.

SA: When we sparred on the colonies it was either murder or handicapped practice.

SA: Because Hadean is my friend, and I will be there for him.

AA: but eyyy, therne's totally a benefit to, like, shitshows like this, dude. AA: it takes S K I L L to maim someone w/o just culling them.

VA: I like Th'nŏn-leThal ŏnes beTTer

AA: shit's a goddamn arntfornm.

AH: wow that's the first thing you've said that isn't just blah blah blah

SA: i suppose so Sipara. But i am hard pressed to see this drag on.

AH: fair enough

VA: Sipara has a gŏŏd pŏinT, maiming wiThŏuT culling is a fine line

AA: you need to hide yrn face in someone's shouldern?

SA: It just seems illogical to me. but that is fine.

AA: bc the left one's frnee. >:P

SA: no, it isn't like that.

SA: it doesn't make me sick it just makes me sick.

SA: ?

AA: >:?

VA: yŏu cŏuld Try Tŏ Think ŏf iT as sparring if iT helps

AA: prnotip, dude, squeamishness ain't just puking in the bushes.

VA: I dŏubT eiTher ŏne 's Them will cŏme away frŏm This wiThŏuT learning sŏmeThing

AA: .. also, lbrn herne, it's less funny now that, like, hads is getting hit.

AA: booooooo.

AA: and y, va, i agr

SS: (I mean, I'm up and learnin plenty tonight, vocab-wise.)

SS: ( (\eue/ ))

VA: Likewise

SS: (But, shit, all I ever learned from fightin's that you gotta get 'em down afore they get their fronds on you.) SS: (Idk what the pointa sparrin is when you end up effed up permanent-like if you ever let someone get that close irl proper-like.)

SA: usually violent stabbing and battering isn't part of sparring.

VA: IT can be if yŏu're dedicaTed

SA: dedicated or foolish.

VA: Usually ya have armŏr ŏn if yŏu're gŏing fŏr blŏŏd Thŏugh

VA: Like, armŏr armŏr