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keep moving forward ᯓ★
Really? REALLY?
Really? REALLY?
[ Gentle hand between their shoulder blades. ]
You can be getting me next time something like this is happening.
[ They don’t really keep track of what storage containers or piles of rubbish they’ve pillaged, other than the little sticker tag they mark as they go.
Eight seems happy. So they are, too. ]
So ‘s good? Ya like it? I was like, that looks familiar! ‘S a big ass weapon, can’t miss it!
[ Leaning forward curiously. Lighting up as the part is revealed, face softening in all sorts of way. ]
Oh! Neo, where were you finding this?
[ Eagerly holding out a hand. It’s in good condition, too! At least, it looks it. ]
This is being an expensive piece..!
[ ‘That you might like’ goes unsaid. They take off their backpack, fishing around for something. ]
Look’t this!
[ It’s an e-liter part. Eight’s main. ]
[ They don’t really keep track of what storage containers or piles of rubbish they’ve pillaged, other than the little sticker tag they mark as they go.
Eight seems happy. So they are, too. ]
So ‘s good? Ya like it? I was like, that looks familiar! ‘S a big ass weapon, can’t miss it!
[ ‘That you might like’ goes unsaid. They take off their backpack, fishing around for something. ]
Look’t this!
[ It’s an e-liter part. Eight’s main. ]
[ It’s that simple, for them.
Should he let go? He doesn’t want to. Freeing one hand to give Buddy an affectionate head scratch, the other simply resting at their waist. ]
Hello to you, too. How are you both doing today?
You made it!!
[ Buddy hops out of their backpack, chirping fondly at the octoling. ]
[ ‘That you might like’ goes unsaid. They take off their backpack, fishing around for something. ]
Look’t this!
[ It’s an e-liter part. Eight’s main. ]
You made it!!
[ Buddy hops out of their backpack, chirping fondly at the octoling. ]
Hello..!
[ He can’t help it. The laugh rises out of their chest before they can’t stop it, the sound of his voice clear and ringing in the empty space. ]
You made it!!
[ Buddy hops out of their backpack, chirping fondly at the octoling. ]
Dust and snow kicks up where they sprint. ]
Oh, they can really run, can’t they? With a smile tugging up the corners of his lips, Eight raises a hand in greeting, not wanting to shout their hellos. ]
Dust and snow kicks up where they sprint. ]