POST-ROUND 2 MINGLE

[idolpro]

[ Once the decisions have been made, everyone is ushered—though those gentle tugs—out their respective mud rooms into the courtyard. An impossibly tall and incredibly dense garden hedge divides one half of the courtyard away—moreover, it increasingly gets taller when climbed, preventing its residents from escaping their slice of the courtyard. From beyond, idols can hear the distant sounds of something rumbling—perhaps it's the ground shaking. . .

The roster is visible on a large screen, though as time progresses, certain names are blacked out. . . ]

[ Mouths and Hands will be able to transform into monsters at-will, though Hands are much more diminutive and Mouths have supernatural abilities at their disposal. Moreover, unit abilities are on. ]

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[happydreamed]

Eirene. Someone I hadn't met before this.

[That must make it easier, to kill and to eat.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Ahh, man. Her too?

[He hunches in on himself, a little]

She's usually like the nicest girl.

[happydreamed]

She didn't appreciate my warning about the brains either. 'We're at odds'. And here I was concerned for getting someone sick.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Maybe try talking to her, after.

Everyone's acting real weird.

[happydreamed]

Indeed, I noticed.

[Speaking of. He takes Hurricane's hand and puts it in his hair, Pets Continue Please.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Continuing the pets]

[For a long moment or two, he says nothing at all. Then, quiet:]

...how're you doing?

[happydreamed]

I could be worse, all things considered. But... I would have liked to have been able to do something to help.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...sorry.

It was pretty selfish, asking you to stay behind.

[happydreamed]

You were trying to spare me from the worst of it. I can't be angry for that.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Maybe not mad, but you got a right to feel what you feel.

[A long beat, and then another]

Next round, if you wanna go.

I mean, like.

If you think it'll be better for you, not to just have to wait...

[happydreamed]

Thank you, Hurricane. -I'll do my best to provide for us.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I'm sorry this is such a mess.

[The hand petting him is not entirely steady,]

I'm sorry this is the first thing you had to be here for.

[happydreamed]

It is what it is. We will get through this, somehow.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...yeah.

No matter what happens, we'll make it out the other end.

[happydreamed]

Indeed. So don't blame yourself so much - we're all doing the best we can.

[crossmyheartandhope]

How're you so calm about this?

[pet pet pet]

If anyone's got a right to be freaking out, it's you.

[happydreamed]

...A good question, admittedly.

[The pets are very much appreciated, but Doctor's expression still darkens.]

I wonder... Is there simply no benefit to panicking, or is there something else?

[crossmyheartandhope]

What d'you mean?

Like... you were used to this kind of thing, before?

[pet pet pet]

[happydreamed]

I think... That I must have killed someone, before. The idea of killing someone here... I only feel resignation.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...ah, jesus.

I'm sorry, dude.

[happydreamed]

...There's nothing to be done for it. At least I won't be surprised if I remember such a thing.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah...

There's that, at least.

[happydreamed]

I may wish to talk about it later. But not right now. We should get through this, first.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Well... if you wanna hit me up later, just lemme know. Okay?

I'm here whenever you wanna talk.

[happydreamed]

Thank you. I truly do appreciate it.