luca.

[enfangs]

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[enfangs]

[thanks luca

white stops by just to see what the situation, though he doesn't look as fretful as luca does.]

We'll see. Not like we know for sure how those things work... but hopefully, it'll be okay.

[notaccurate]

We'll have to hope in those pods.

[He sighs, and he tries to relax. Tries.]

It's just- what in the world were the avatars thinking, sending her in there?

[enfangs]

Who knows? Without any of our powers, most of us would've probably had a shitty time against the fucking robot anyway, so maybe that was their logic—though sending the hungover one is, uh.

[notaccurate]

I even told her not to drink that much last night!

[enfangs]

Obviously, it didn't stick.

[notaccurate]

I should have stolen the bottles.

[enfangs]

I think it restocks?

[notaccurate]

Ah. We would have to lock her away from the bar, then.

[enfangs]

If Harrow's yelling is anything to go by, I get the feeling a lot of people are going to do that.

[notaccurate]

She's going to spend the rest of her time here sober and hating it.

[enfangs]

[a snicker]

Seems a little cruel to punish the person who sort of took down a murder robot for us.

[notaccurate]

We will have to get her a new vice. Perhaps she will take to baked goods?

[enfangs]

She does seem to like food...

[notaccurate]

And she is on Gluttony's team, if my memory serves correct.

[enfangs]

Yup. I mean, she once told me she's probably in Gluttony 'cause of the drinking, so she's gonna have to find a new way to indulge.

[notaccurate]

Time to introduce her to some modern foods. I bet she would like chocolate chip and banana pancakes.

[enfangs]

... Now I want those...

[notaccurate]

Well.

To the kitchen, then?

[enfangs]

To the kitchen!