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[soba]

:/

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[goldpeony]

[STOP he doesn't wanna get in trouble he's scared]

...That's it? [A pause as he glances at the ball.] You don't shoot arrows, or use a sword, or kill beasts?

[soba]

Well, there are other stuff like that, yeah.

[ people do in fact have archery competitions and go hunting ]

But in this specific game, no. You just play on a team and score with the ball.

[goldpeony]

[He sort of wrinkles his nose at the soccer ball. That's it. Just a ball you kick back and forth.]

Why are you trying to play it when you're hurt? You're just going to make it worse.

[soba]

I'm not actually playing.

[ he says, when he was kicking the ball, ]

[goldpeony]

You were kicking it at the tree.

[see]

[soba]

Carefully.

[ until it suddenly wasn't careful ]

[goldpeony]

You were still kicking it like an idiot while injured. Do you want that stupid girl Anastasia, or Ayabe to follow you around annoyingly because you're making it worse? Because they will.

[soba]

I can definitely lose them both.

[ ayabe will have a panic attack and then anya will have one too from the red string and toi will escape ]

[goldpeony]

Yeah, for a while. But they're always there. Somewhere. Waiting on you.

[soba]

What the hell have they been doing to you...?

[goldpeony]

[He frowns exaggeratedly.]

Being nosy and nice! Trying to give me food, or running after me for whatever!

[soba]

[ flatly, ]

Wow. It sounds like you have friends.

[goldpeony]

[His face wrinkles in distaste.]

They aren't my friends! I don't even know them!

[soba]

Anya would say something about how length of time doesn't mean anything in the face of friendship, or something.

[goldpeony]

Ugh, don’t make up things she would say! I don’t want to hear it.

[He’s suffering! He makes an incredibly dramatic face.]

[soba]

You might as well prepare yourself for the inevitable.