So a cranky woodcutter? The only thing he would be dangerous to would be trees, and I don't know anyone invested in the trees here.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?
"Hmph, prefer the real deal, you know," Caulifla shrugs, picking any random game in the box. Yet, her eyes manage to focus on the unopened video camera within the place.
Blinking, Kale blindly points towards some peripherals near the box. "Um, well, uh, some of those...allow people to use real motions. Like, punching in real life, and the game reacting to it."
"Yare yare, Keeru-san." Caulifla shakes her head with a smirk, with Kale looking quite confused. "I'll play 'long, Keeru, just let me—-." The tomboy, in the midst of opening the video camera's box, spots Marcia entering The Main Room. "So, eh, this was your idea?"
I can take care of myself. I'm not a kid.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-Hal happens across the remains of a campsite-
-the embers of its fire still smouldering-
-a campsite which would be familiar to Graham-
edited 23rd Aug '17 7:51:11 PM by thespacephantom
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI