-She looks at her half-empty bowl-
...
-Jabs another spoon into it and takes it outside-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... I don't think you need your collar any more. I want to tell you some things. True things that aren't fake.
-She holds out the bowl to him-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...
Sit down and eat the icecream, then I'll tell.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Sits down on the ground again-
-Scrapes at it with the spoon a bit, managing to get some inside without knocking the ice cream out of the bowl-
Did I do something wrong? You — you told me I was allowed to hold things, and the nice girl, Yuffie — she gave me these to wear. -Gestures to the pants- She says they're a present, and I can wear them as long as I like.
-She sits across from him-
Your name is Cloud, not Ink. We lied and tricked you. You used to be a human called Cloud, the one in the picture Yuffie wants you to be. But things happened, bad things. People were hurting you and making lots of you and you wanted it to stop. So you decided to be a dog. But that wasn't enough, you wanted to forget all the bad thoughts. So Fen took your memories away and I tried to— to help you feel happy as Ink.
I'm sorry.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?No! No, I'm not confused. Not this time. It's true, I'm not wrong, I know what is going on. Please.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... Once we find Fen, I'll make her give your memories back, then everything will make sense.
...
-She hugs him again-
I didn't mean to be bad. I thought if I made you happy, then I couldn't be bad.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... I'm bad at explaining. Don't worry. Fen will fix this. You just...
...
We can do things together.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Like what?
-Takes a bit of his ice cream-
-He smiles-
-An actual, genuinely excited smile-
-He's never done that before in front of her-
-It's quite possible he's never done that before in his life-
This is really good! Can we taste this for a bit more?
-Then again his worst fear is Reigen and Raid cans and he's never known actual loss or pain or guilt or abandonment a day in his life, which as far as he's aware has been two weeks long-
We can— we can eat ice cream together. We can do that until there's none left.
-She smiles too, more out of relief than happiness-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-despite me being dead for several days, there's some kind of asshole drinking beer outside whilst leaning against a tree, he apparently sneaked into the kitchen and back out-
-Chester Griffin is meanwhile, down in the basement, using the firing range to shoot a various assortment of firearms, consisting of exactly: one pistol-
-Kitt is in the kitchen preparing a cup of tea for herself, Purr and a third mug, likely for Ches-
-though Purr is just upstairs in her room for the time being, doing the standard thing of having her face down in the pillow, snoozing-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Kitt will see an albino-looking woman walking into the kitchen-
I was unaware this dwelling hosted feline abhumans.
-Griffin has an audience of two turians, watching him shoot-
-Talking to each other softly in Falcaen-
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What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?My name is Charity Nara Vangeline.
-They're probably talking about you, Griffin-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Well- Charity, my name's Kitt. Kitt Felinu. -smiles a little- What brings you to the kitchen?
... -well, he wouldn't want to demand to know what they're talking about-
-but he does stop to reload, putting down his pistol-
-before turning to the two aliens- Can I help you, at all? -very clearly trying not to let stress get the better of him-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWe're just curious about conical slug ballistics. Our people haven't used them in centuries.
I am seeking sustenance, so as to better prepare me for the coming arduous task of bringing the one true faith to those who reside within this dwelling.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I- see. That's a very roundabout way of saying you're hungry, isn't it?
-decides not to comment on faith-
Well.
I'm not an expert on ballistics- I'm just well-read.
I could probably give a summary.
After all, my work does require a certain amount of knowledge when it comes to ballistics.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

(Smiles warmly at Yvette, nodding.)
It's so nice, isn't it? You get three flavors for the price of one.
(Gets his bowl scooped, giving himself a bit less than Gracia and Yvette, pops the ice cream back in the freezer, and gets goin' on it.)
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