FINAL WEEK

[strangerpeople]

FINAL WEEK

[Soon after, many of the figures lay dead. They bodies are splayed all over the stage. The female, however, seems to be gone.

Where did she go? What is she planning? It's unknown. But, soon after the Titled leave the Debate Hall, they are struck with a vivid vision. It is quick, but strong. Another dream, and this time, it is a waking dream.

Another memory. The Depths haven't been cleaned, either. The halls are silent, and no new doors seem to have opened. Yet deep down, you know. The end is near.

Its time to get ready. So, get ready, Titled.

There are seven strangers left.]

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[bythewaves]

[ Fie has good hands, he likes them, and he leans into the pet, whuffing in agreement ]

[zephyranthe]

[She was used to handling Zephyr's attack dogs, so she at least had some experience with being affectionate with animals. ...Actually she's probably better at it than dealing with human forms of affection.]

It feels like we're finally gearing up to finish all of this. I can't complain about getting brought here anymore, though. I'm happy I met you guys.

[bythewaves]

[ He noses against her fondly and whuffs in agreement, tail wagging. ]