Our avatars are in a room together

"... Well, uh... alright then!"

Same as usual. "Confused." But she's doing pretty good, regardless.

-gespenst doesn't say anything but he goes to a storage room on the second floor and opens it letting a bunch of helmets come flooding out-

...Confused?

What is yours?

What

-Scratches the back of her neck-

Yeah. It's something she used to say a lot.

Oh.

...Eugh. That has to be a sickening sensation. I'm glad I never experienced that...

(Looks at Krissy.)

...Are you speaking from experience, or a lack thereof?

Krissy: Speaking from experience, actually. Wasn't always part-weasel.

...Weasel. Hrm... What happened there?

Yeah. But anyway, you probably don't want to talk about our own internal problems with each other.

It must be at first. But as with all things, sometimes the more something happens, or the more regular something is- the more likely you are to get used to it.

Another culture I know, completely accepts the fact that their planet has ash clouds as common as rainfall.

They've known it to be their life, and so they are used to it.

"... Seven."

...I'll, uh, take your word for it.

cuz I gtg

Works for me.

-And she goes back to eating-

Krissy: That... Will be a story for later. I can do something with that...

-He starts shuffling his cards.-

..did ya' say Seven?

"-nods-"

-laughs-

"Shut up! -seems legit pissed-"

one of these is your helmet, I don't remember which

…

(Watches, resting her chin on her hand.)

It's such a dumb name!

-laugs even harder-

-is just-

-swimming in the pile of helmets-