AN DARE

[black_hawke]

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[sicklypriest]

[Rhys, not having seen the entry, just assumes that Hawke is a pumpkin-carving genius. He stands there admiring them for quite some time.]

[black_hawke]

[BUT HAWKE IS HOME.]

Can I help you?

[sicklypriest]

Oh, Hawke! Um, h-hello! Sorry about lingering around like this... I was just taking a look at all these fantastic pumpkins. You must have an incredible talent for carving them... Especially that one! [He points at Lash's]

[black_hawke]

I didn't carve them.

People keep leaving them here.

[tank_rockarms]

::What is this thing.::

::Oh well.::

::Huh.::

::Uh.::

::What does 'pining' mean::

::Huh.::

[black_hawke]

[Trees, Max.

It means trees.]

[brattykoopa]

[SUDDENLY, PUMPKIN GUTS ALL OVER THE FLOOR IN FRONT OF HAWKE'S OFFICE.]

[black_hawke]

[YOU FIEND]

[mecha_orange]

[Oh look! Another Pumpkin! Its shaped like some sort of ROBOT]

[black_hawke]

[Oh great

awesome]

[will_be_god]

*Cyrus is used to notes of admiration. After all, you can't run a cadre of emotionally unstable young adults by preying on their need for leadership without attracting some...unwanted attention. He has a system. He gives it to his Houndoom for a little Flamethrower practice.*

[black_hawke]

[Yeah, if Hawke had a Houndoom he'd use it to burn up love letters too.]

[will_be_god]

*get him a Ditto or something and he can get Hawke a Houndoom. BROS.*