[posting from his laptop in the Center of Camp]

[inthemoodnow]

Okay, so now seems like as good a time as any to get organised. There's that countdown clock and all of those cryptic notes of doom and lots of mysterious beautiful strangers. Speaking of which, if anyone has the phone number for that engineer? Hook me up. I've thought of a few more questions I'd like to ask him

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[servicewitha]

Hand to hand, guns, knives . . .

[kagekachou]

*taking notes*

And good against vampires, correct?

[servicewitha]

Vampires, mutated monsters, non-mutated monsters . . .

[kagekachou]

Anything creepy and crawly and goes bump in the night?

[servicewitha]

That sounds about right.

[kagekachou]

Remind me to never get on your bad side.

Is there anything in particular that I should be worrying about or just the usual?

[servicewitha]

I don't know, it could be interesting.

Just the usual, I think. I'm not stupid enough to put myself in an unwinable situation.

[kagekachou]

Well, maybe we can think of something after all of this is over.

And good. Please just... make that a promise.

[servicewitha]

[. . . puts an arm around Tatsumi's waist and leans close, pressing his lips to his forehead]

[kagekachou]

*closes his eyes and cups Fuuma's face with one hand*

[servicewitha]

[kisses him. yes, they're in public, but whatever.]

[kagekachou]

*apparently, a little bit of PDA can be spared in the face of impending eaters of worlds*