Fifteenth Test: Cycle 4, Month 3, Day 24 - Endgames that we play

[poison_dango]

[Anko is sitting, well... someplace she probably shouldn't be. Out in the shopping areas, a couple of floors up, on the railing, her legs dangling above two levels of confused, happy, angry, and above all loud returned passengers of the Crucible

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[by_my_will]

Is it not enough?

[poison_dango]

All those people lost, found, gone and here...

[She shrugs, kicking her feet.]

Just seems odd that it's all over and done with. I keep asking myself what's going to go wrong next, and reminding myself that it isn't.

[by_my_will]

[nods]

It's hard to calm down after being used to constant chaos.

[poison_dango]

Mhm. I suppose I should be thankful for a... decompression period before we all supposedly get sent home, but...

[firebranded]

That's it.

What're you gonna do?

[poison_dango]

Dunno. We got a choice in the matter? They seem determined to send us all home.

[firebranded]

They can be as determined as they like.

I'm not going.

[poison_dango]

If you can pull it off... Good luck. [Actually, honestly means it]

I can't decide, whether I'm even happy about going back.

[flareofgenius]

Yeah. [a bit of a shrug] …well, and going home.

[poison_dango]

Home'll seem much less exciting now, hm?

[flareofgenius]

Definitely less than this. I'm not about to complain, though.

[poison_dango]

Hm. I guess. I rather like excitement sometimes though.

[bit_impossible]

It is a bit anti-climactic, isn't it?

[poison_dango]

Yeah, just a bit. I mean, it's great that it's supposedly all done with, but...

It's like one of those missions where you can't figure out what loose end you've left undone when there probably isn't one.

[bit_impossible]

[nonchalantly] Well, that's easy.

We still have to go home. That's the loose end.

[poison_dango]

Everyone?