castaside | [Heart Game] From the ashes we can build

You are Macaque, and you are out for blood.

Korone is lying on the ground with some of her shields around a nearby group of frightened children, and she has a barbed whip sticking out of her eye. Donnie is with her and he's put some medical foam around her wound, and he's given her painkillers by the loopy way she's talking -- or perhaps that's the blood loss.

You are just apart from them, maintaining a huge shadow avatar between the kids and a series of shadowy enemies. One of them has the rest of that barbed whip in his hand. You want them all not just dead, but suffering for what they've done to Korone.

Sure, you're still new to each other, but she's your student and she called out to you for help, and by the gods you're going to help her and you're going to make those who hurt her pay.

You go through the enemies. They'd be a challenge for a mortal, but for you? It's nothing. You shred one with your shadow staff. One via inky-dark magic. Another falls via an agonizing combination of water and lightning. As you make your way through the minions, the whip-wielding boss disappears into a shadow and tries to pop out right above Donnie and Korone--

Fuck that. You portal in right in front of him, catching that barbed whip around your forearm and moving with frightening speed to wrap your arm tight in the whip and get behind the Boss Bad Guy, your knee on his back, its own whip around his throat, now wreathed in brilliant white energy.

You laugh as it struggles and tries to sink into another shadow. That's your game, and you can beat it with your eyes closed. Rather than aiding him, the shadows only grab him and hold him in place. Your knee pushes between his shoulder blades, forcing the whip deeper into his throat.

"You're pathetic" you say to the thing, as he makes a gurgling gasp for air and claws at his throat. You can't even care what anyone thinks, Donnie or the kids watching this horror show. He almost killed Korone and you're glad for his suffering.

Then the bad guy falls limp and dead to the ground, and you casually unwrap the whip from your arm, and turn to Donnie and Korone, crouching down, your demeanor instantly gentle.

"How we doing here? Ready to make for a healer?"

[Honestly?]

[Fucking valid. This all sounds right and in order and the way to handle such a situation.]

[All right, post it note.]

On the post-it is written:

Can someone tell me what the lowest rank in the military is? Whenever I ask people will only tell me that it's private.

Apparently there's no memory with this one, just a joke for its own sake.

[omfg]

[He laughs.]

Choco! Choco, come here.

The shadow takes a bow and then winks. You're welcome.

[He loves a dumb joke.]

[Okay, into the desk.]

[...oh no.]

[Cute cat keychain.]

[Picking it up and pressing the button.]

The kitty keychain becomes a real kitty, a black one with purple eyes. It says, intelligently, "mrow?" The button to change it back is on its collar now.

Insta-therapy cat.

....

Oh my god, you're gorgeous.

[I am going to pick up this cat and hug it and kiss its widdle forehead.]

The kitty purrs happily and will give Wash face nuzzles.

[I am going to just hold this cat while I toss everything else into the bag. If the room is safe, cat is OUT.]

[To the supply closet!]

The kitty will continue purring unabated.

In the supply area, there is a variety of things:

> Weapons of all kinds (mundane only, sorry), including all Wash's stuff that Macaque observed in Choco's heart game
> First aid supplies
> Note taking and art supplies
> Snacks of varying kinds
> Extra clothes in everyone's size and for a variety of weather conditions
> Miscellaneous items that might be useful (you'll have to look around for something specific if you want to check those things out, here's a lot of stuff in here)

Macaque was clearly trying to be as helpful as possible.

[He is getting so many weapons. More knives, guns, he will absolutely grab a laser sword because that is an Opportunity without causing a diplomatic incident. Also maybe a grenade.]

[Its fine, he's an immortal monkey, you NEVER KNOW.]

[Also the first aid and note supplies.]

[And fresh fruit.]

[He'll grab some extra clothes for the kids and one set for himself in case the power armor vanishes.]

FRESH FRUIT, good man. He knew he liked you.

[When you have spent so much of your life in space or colonies that have to be supplied, you learn to APPRECIATE fresh fruit.]

[Even grabbing a bunch of mangos because that's his favorite stone fruit now.]

Ooh mangoes~ The shadow looks interested, leaning over to peer at those. Live vicariously for him, will ya?

[Showing her the post it with the joke.]

Someone's got jokes.

[ ssssnicker

snickergiggle and from there, nope, we're into full laughter ]

There we go. Knew you'd love it.

It's good to know some people around here have taste.

More people really should appreciate puns.

Yeah, but on the other hand, the faces they make are hilarious.

They are pretty great. I told Macaque about Donnie's.

[ fluffs her wings, heh heh heh ]

You guys are getting along pretty well, huh. I had a feeling you would.

We are, yeah. I like him.

Its nice to meet another shady guy who gets jokes.

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