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[enrages]

hey, so the mine trip was a bust.
some chick hacked some emails and shit, and basically found some conversations that said the Sage of Earth of whatever was a total hoax, but that Thunder corp was specifically searching for something called "Target 1" underground.
considering how dumb it would be to just start digging tunnels and drilling everywhere, we assumed they'd be using the mines to search.

well, we were wrong. (big surprise)

i don't know if anyone ever really officially reported their findings or whatever.
basically, there were those weird blackfuzzy hairy things and it legit looked like they were on drugs.
that was about all we found, because everyone getting those weirdass pulses.
i sure do love when all our leads run dry!!!!!!!
^^^^sarcasm^^^^^



as for happy funtime karson updates, i finally passed out after staying awake for an entire goddamn month.
and completely hypothetically speaking and not linked to finally sleeping or any pulses i may or may not have had,
i have a question.
uh

does

anyone remember dying?
like, legit dying, you are dead and gone and there's no way you're coming back through magical superpowers and it's probably your fault that you died?


EDIT: according to people who can't be classified as legally insane because of lack of sleep, there was a buzzing sound in the mines.

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[iustitia]

I am here [she announces in her most dramatic voice] to tell you my secret.

[she immediately sobers up.]

But you have to promise not to tell anyone.

[enrages]

Who the hell am I going to tell? [ ...everyone. ]

Well, besides Kanti. I promise I won't tell her if you don't want me to, though.

[iustitia]

Not even Kanti.

[enrages]

... [ dang thats serious ]

Alright, fine. Not even Kanti.

[iustitia]

[she's had the whole bike ride over to steel herself for this moment, but now that she's faced with it, she can't get the words out.

she steps forward, quiet, hesitant, everything she normally is not. though she would never admit it, she's scared to tell him this. it's a secret she'd been keeping from everyone for years. to purposely destroy that, to show a part of herself that no one else had ever seen... what if this changes how he feels about her?

what if he doesn't accept her anymore?

karson is her oldest friend. she's known him since she was a wee petit babby, too young to care that sticking crayons in her mouth was not a healthy living choice. he was the one who stuck by her when no one else would, too weirded out by her eccentricities. she could rely on him to listen to her whenever she needed it (even if she wasn't exempt from judgment). he played her shitty tabletop laserbear games, sat through her buddy cop movie nights and helped her analyze their relationship dynamics, saw through her kindergarten basketball stealing shenanigans to see the person beneath.

she takes a shaky breath.

there is no one she trusts quite like him.]

Karson, I...

[the words come out slow and tremulous; this is the biggest confession she has or will ever make, but she can't stand the idea of him never knowing.]

I don't actually think I'm a dragon.

[enrages]

[ There is silence. There is barely the whisper of breathing, as the impact of what she said washes through him. His world has been shook to the core, much like Maryland was during the earthquake of 2012. Slowly, carefully, he reaches out to rest a hand on Teresa's shoulder. It's the only comfort he can offer in this solemn moment.

Yet again, slowly, he begins to move, gently pushing Teresa to the nearest window so he can shove her the fuck out of it. ]