緑谷出久 | ɪᴢᴜᴋᴜ "ᴅᴇᴋᴜ" ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪʏᴀ (
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acatalepsy_rpg2019-02-28 11:33 pm
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What happens to the people that leave here?
Do they make it back home or... something else? It doesn't seem to make much sense.
Do they make it back home or... something else? It doesn't seem to make much sense.
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I'm sorry, I'm just... It's frustrating that we don't even know what happens to our friends. And if... when we go back... if it will be like this never happened or if they'll remember.
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I know you're right, I'm sorry. I just didn't want to trouble anyone with a problem like this when we all have so much to worry about right now...
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[If hypocrisy was a drug Hank would be high as a gooddamn kite. And, you know what? He kind of knows it. But all that makes him is the voice of experience. He honestly had tried to live by the rules he's talking about, after all - right up until he didn't.]
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And I really do try! I just... when I see someone in trouble or something I could do to be helping, I can't think about anything else. Not even myself.
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I just really miss him. We've always been together.
im sorry for hank’s text speak during this serious topic XD
u roomed 2gethr here 2 rite? so this is the 1st time u been somewhere w/o him. u joined up w the hero guys at the same time 2?
its so perfect i love it
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or whatever u kids say 2 each other idk
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Hank and Sumo, do you want to hang out with me?!
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sure thing man. where r u?
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I mean, I'm just hanging out in the lounge.
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jk yes rlly omw
[He’s on his way as soon as he types it. He’s pretty much got the ship’s layout memorized so getting there doesn’t take long and soon he’s wandering in, scratching a hand absently through Sumo’s fur as he looks around. All the shit that would have made him avoid meeting up with the kid has passed, more or less, so aside from the bags under his eyes and the same general level of stink they’ve all got Hank almost looks like a presentable adult type figure. This is what his best looks like right now. It’s fine.]
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He's... doing alright. He's a little pale, has lost a little weight, looks like he could probably use more sleep and there are bruises on his knuckles from his door punching adventures. His right hand has graphite smears on it from writing in a notebook sitting at his feet at the couch he's currently resting on.
When he sees Hank, he smiles and throws the blanket off his legs and goes over to meet him.]
Thanks for coming. Sorry to have bothered you.
Hi, Sumo!
[He kneels down to pet the dog.]
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Mister Lieutenant
Mister Lieutenant!!
mister lieutenant sir
sir mister lieutenant sir!!
that’s about 3.5 more titles than he’s actually earned
now he has 3 more responsibilities
the worst possible fate
sorry hank fate is never kind
this is his terrible and inevitable destiny
embrace your dark fate
he already has. what do you think the whiskey's for
touche
:P
drink responsibly mister lieutenant sir
he will not and you can't make him
he can try!!
the worst way to end a night of drinking
sorry not sorry
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