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[mellowyellow]

[It's late on the seventh when Masaomi wakes up on a church pew. At first, he can't bring himself to do anything other than stare at his hands. Slowly he raises them above his head, takes in the palms, flips them over, hesitantly touches the backs, slides his fingers down his own arms.

He's whole.

Suddenly, he digs his nails in. It hurts, and he pulls back, leaving harsh red marks. Masaomi sits up then, still staring like he can't believe his own senses.

He's not crying. You're crying.]


[It's not until the eighth that he sends out another text. No ominous snapshots this time.]

Didn't cut it as a carny.

Comments

[really_sketchy]

I haven't heard of a caked that is rolled up.
I really want to try ice cream if I can.

Are there a lot of foods here? It seems odd when there is now light, how do things grow?

[mellowyellow]

Don't eat anything that grows here!

Not! A! Thing!!

Or anything one of the spirits gives you.

Their idea of a popsicle would probably be a bar of soap on a stick.

The only edible bites you're gonna find here are the ones from the same ferry that brought you in.

The Invincible's got a couple cooks who make life after death worth living.

[really_sketchy]

Okay.

I will be careful.

Thank you for the warning.

[Particularly because she doesn't have a firm idea of what food should taste like.]

[mellowyellow]

Of course!

Why else does a knight in shining armor exist but to rescue damsels in distress?

[really_sketchy]

You're a very good knight.

Thank you.

[mellowyellow]

ANYTIME, PRINCESS!! Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→

[really_sketchy]

Oh. I'm not a princess.
but thank you!
it is very kind of you to say.

[At least not a princess like Kairi.]

[mellowyellow]

Don't put yourself down like that!

You're always welcome to be MY princess!!

[really_sketchy]

Thank you. That's really nice of you.

Maybe I will.

[mellowyellow]

[Masaomi Kida can now die happy. And brag at all his friends.]