[ch. 7] post-trial, w/ steph

[asswipe]

[After the ink has been tallied and everything has been said and done—]

Holy shit, I can't believe we did it. [BUT, ALSO.] All that's left is you talking to Tiger, right?

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[vigilantics]

That's why we need to make up our own, obviously?

[asswipe]

One last arts and crafts project for the road?

[vigilantics]

We might as well go out in style, right?

[asswipe]

Obviously.

[gosh, what are they? heathens??

she's quiet for a moment, though.]

Do you think... we have enough ink to come up with some way to stay in contact with each other without screwing over Dragon and Tiger?

[vigilantics]

... I hope so.

I think the ideal would be a way to visit, but honestly I'd be happy with just phone calls. [ .. ] Or letters, since half of us don't know what phones are.

[asswipe]

Souji would see a phone and try to use it as an instrument of death.

[DRYLY. She's so weary of the yeets...]

If you can't ask today, let's ask tomorrow. See what we can reasonably get. I'd go insane wondering if you somehow managed to lose your other leg, you know?

[vigilantics]

... hm, I would not put that past her.

[ steph would yeet herself down the stairs. ]

[asswipe]

Stephanie...

[SHE'LL DIE. Stop.]

[vigilantics]

I promise I won't lose any more limbs!

[ on scout's honor! she's not a scout, but still! ]

[asswipe]

I don't trust your decision making skills.

[vigilantics]

Veronica. Name one bad decision I have made?

[asswipe]

[gestures at

all of steph]

[vigilantics]

I can gesture back at you.