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[kepthishead]

 [just outside the Caves of Despair, two boys suddenly find themselves teleported to the entrance.  One is covered in dirt and sweat, a few superficial cuts on his face bleeding sluggishly, his sword covered in blood and ichor. The other ... well who knows what his face looks like under that hair and his glasses? NOT YOU, THAT'S WHO

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[gavehimhead]

Don't worry, he's fine.

[soviet_catboy]

Ah, good.

But I'm a worry machine, so I'll probably keep going.

[gavehimhead]

I understand. Some people are simply prone to worrying. I believe we're stopping for the day, anyways. Or at least for a little while.

[soviet_catboy]

What happened? Elliot said something about a moogle?

[gavehimhead]

It wouldn't let us pass, and when Elliot argued it teleported us back out here. It seemed to think that he couldn't handle whatever was beyond it.

[soviet_catboy]

...I'm torn between being happy about that and wondering just what the hell is in there.

[gavehimhead]

You could always take a look if you're that curious. Although I wouldn't recommend it.

[soviet_catboy]

Yeah definitely not. I know how to shoot now, but that doesn't mean I like it.

[gavehimhead]

And it's sure to be unnecessary if Elliot plans on going back down and killing whatever it is.

[soviet_catboy]

...Y-yeah.

[gavehimhead]

Unfortunately, I'm sure he's determined to defeat it now.