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FAMILY MEETING▼
FAMILY MEETING
[Hot Sugar - More Weight]

The sheer altitude of the surrounding megacity buffered any amount of rain down to a hazy mist. The only evidence that it had been raining at all was trickling pipes, and dirty puddles on the sidewalks.

2024-12-29 09:54:30
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Last edit: 2025-03-07 20:38:33

At least it was something different.

2024-12-29 09:54:41
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Posted by ID #107
Last edit: 2025-07-22 02:42:10

Seven sat alone in the theatre's back alley, waiting for XoXo to finish their performance so he could walk them back to the ship.

Seven
He'd never really been one for routine. The appeal was there, he gets it. Seven had, and managed decently, his job, his small circle of friends, his favorite restaurants, and his (biological) son. Comfortable. Normal.
No clue where the last decade went, though.
Seven
...It'd be much more comfortable if it wasn't for this fucking city. Rat in a fucking maze, man.
"I liked it better when the grocery stores didn't stare back..." He muttered at nothing in particular. A wall?
Seven
He kicked idly at a puddle. His reflection shuddered.
Seven
Damn, what was he doing here? Of all places? Felt like the universe had punished him for even fucking trying to bend to its rules.
...Er, no wait, reel it back, that one's too heavy for casual conversation. Last time he brought it up Helen got all weepy.
Seven
...He wondered where he'd went... wrong? Hm. Well, no, he also doesn't necessarily feel like he's done anything wrong, especially not for simply being around. He quite liked living. That whole ordeal.
Seven
Ooh. Oh, yeah, wait a moment! Yes! There actually was somebody to blame for all of this bullshit! How could he even fucking forget?
Of course he couldn't be faulted for his failures - existence requires participation. That toothy bitch thinks it can force some baseless struggle out of him? Fuck the gods, man. It'll pay. He'll show it. He'll...
Seven
...He glanced up at the surrounding skyscrapers. Picking at some of his old coat's frayed seams.
Seven
He'll... show the Neo... After theatre, or something. XoXo ought to be wrapping up soon, and it's getting kind of cold waiting outside.
It's cool though, Seven didn't mind they alley too much. He understood that sometimes he was, "the subject", and allowed XoXo these boundaries. Not that he really understood most of the performances, either way.
XoXo
There was no click of the door or noise of exit. XoXo simply slipped through the space underneath the door, and onto the concrete below Seven's feet. Careful to avoid the puddles of water.

They looked exhausted. But well enough to smile.
" ⑦⏲ "
Seven
He jumped. "Oh. Uh, hey, kiddo."
Shuffling his way off the steps to make some room for XoXo, he presented a wet plastic bag.
Seven
"Weather's a bit shitty. I uh, know you're not, like, 'about' eating or something, but I picked up some gimbap today and grabbed the menu. It has pictures on it if you're hungry."
XoXo
"Tha ThNk thankyou." XoXo paused, as to keep on speaking but thinking further on how they should word it.

"...Mhhm. Want to.. want to talk on thethethe the way home. May we?"
Seven
"Yeah dude, we always talk. C'mon, let's get out of the rain." He rests an arm against the alley wall for XoXo to latch onto.
"How'd your play go today?"
XoXo
XoXo's form crawls upward and carefully around the curvature of Seven's worn Jacket. They didn't mind that it was likely long due for a wash, in some respects it made it cozy.

" Well. Usual! How, Ever how ..."
XoXo
2024-12-29 10:01:41
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The Anomaly seems frustrated with their own words, their stuttering and skipping of words getting the better of trying to explain. They sigh, and speak in a more comfortable tone, a language known as starspeak.
"SAW AN OLD FAMILY FRIEND TODAY. HE SPOKE OF CONCENTRATED EFFORT AGAINST THE MACHINE. ...I THINK. I MAY JOIN."
Seven
Seven nearly skipped a step as he walked. "Against the-"
Seven
2024-12-29 10:02:40
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Posted by ID #29
Last edit: 2024-12-29 10:02:53
"I assume family means Hell." He swallows the lump in his throat. "Do you... like, do you trust this person? Did they ask you to do this? You realize when people pitch this shit, they're not fucking around-"
XoXo
2024-12-29 10:04:06
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Last edit: 2024-12-29 10:04:23
"Didn't ask me to join. I offered. Chaos took an interest into this notail years back, I saw to them like family.."
XoXo looks a bit wistful, and curls their form further around seven.
" Handshake . Think it will be. Good. Good for."
XoXo
"For the best."
Seven
"For the best, or for the notail?" He huffed, jamming his hands in the trench's pockets.
XoXo
"It's not It's not." XoXo buzzed softly. "Not for them."
Seven
2024-12-29 10:05:04
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Posted by ID #107
Last edit: 2025-07-22 02:45:00
"I- uh. Sorry. No, I get it, I do... just, mmm." Seven felt XoXo's form coiling around his own, prickling like static. "...Like, I won't try to police what you're doin', kiddo. If this dude's important to you, go see that shit through, y'know?"
Seven
"...Oooorrr."
Seven
"Hey, take me with you."
Seven
"Not that I don't trust a notail to keep your safety in mind or anything. Family or not."
XoXo
"☺?"
Seven
"Also, your brother's acting up again and I don't really wanna hang out at the ship. So."
XoXo
" ....yes. yes."
XoXo
" ...Trust you." XoXo sighs, and relaxes up their grip. " Trust me?"
Seven
2024-12-29 10:07:03
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Posted by ID #29
Last edit: 2024-12-29 10:07:12
"Yeah..." Seven gripped at his coat as he trudged through the puddles. He wasn't afraid... but hesitant. Uncharacteristically so. "I trust you, Xo."
Seven
"...Now, c'mon. Better eat your gimbap before the menu gets soggy, we've got some work to do."
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