[pcs] beau

[ambiography]

shitpost maybe never

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[disreguarded]

[not JUST happened, but like. a day old or so.]

Oh. So... like explorers? How many of you were there?

[ambiography]

[beau what the hell has been happening.

she doesn't derail to ask immediately, but she is absolutely keeping that in the back of her mind.]

Explorers and researchers, yes-- there were seven of us, myself included.

[disreguarded]

[hums

she basically goes o:]

Oh, that's how many we have too. Including me. Well - I guess. Eight, sometimes.

[ambiography]

The occasional collaborator, I'm guessing?

[hm. does the voidfish count as an eighth for them...]

I don't often hear about other groups of that size.

[adventuring squads seem to run a little smaller, in most cases.]

[disreguarded]

[she sort of... frowns? and then rubs at the back of her neck absently, at the tattoo there.]

You - you could say that, yeah.

[anyway]

Usually you just see groups of four but - we all kind of just collided into each other and stuck together.

[ambiography]

There's no reason to stay separate, if it works out well for you.

[she watches that gesture, though, and this time she does take the opportunity to comment, pausing a moment before she asks-]

Are you all right? That certainly looks like it left a mark.

[with a brief gesture to her own neck, to indicate what she means.]

[disreguarded]

[a beat. she looks confused, and then:]

Oh - shit. [and she pulls her coat closer again.] Fuck, I forgot that was still there. It's nothing. Just got into a fucking fight right before I showed up here.

[ambiography]

Considering how many of you have had-- some difficulties, on arriving, I was a little worried someone here was responsible.

[asking everyone to chill is a lot, she isn't chill about it either, but. please.]

It's a relief to know that's not the case.