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POST-ROUND 2 MINGLE
[ 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. ]
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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[She needs a minute.
Then, uneasy,]
...That's--not the point.
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[Or not, because Heroes Never Die, but that issomething he doesn't want to consider for too long,]
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[For now, the troubled expression fades to a stubborn frown, as she crosses her arms tight]
Look--fine. Forget it, do what you want. I don't need your help to protect you. I'll do it whether you like it or not.
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[He hesitates, and then reaches out toward her]
I just - I don't want you doing nothing you're gonna regret later. Y'know?
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[With that, she pulls away, shoulders straight]
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...right.
Well.
See you this round, I guess.
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