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[drewthetower]

Private convos or messages! These messages may or may not be delivered by raven. Julian's nice like that.

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[bad_crowmance]

Aaaaanyway.

[ Crow tucks his hands behind his head. ]

Sounds like we're on the same page now.

[drewthetower]

Sounds like. Anything else?

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow holds up a finger. ]

Just one other thing! It's probably worth mentioning that neither Rean or Elliot were involved in my... extracurricular activities. They really are as nice as they seem.

[drewthetower]

Did they know about them?

[bad_crowmance]

Not until it was too late to stop me.

[drewthetower]

And they didn't care? [A beat] You can tell me to shut up if that's none of my business. I'm nosy.

[bad_crowmance]

You haven't hit anything I don't wanna answer yet.

[ He does stop to consider how to answer that, though. ]

I wouldn't say they didn't care. But those guys... their whole group, Class VII... they're all hopeless idealists.

[ There's a fond note creeping into his voice.]

They thought we could still be friends despite everything. Chased me down across a country and through a civil war.

[drewthetower]

[What.]

Despite knowing you were a terrorist?

[bad_crowmance]

[ He snorts at that. ]

I told you, didn't I? They're hopeless.

[drewthetower]

Oh my God, how did they survive childhood?

[Y'ALL TRUST A BIT TOO EASILY]

[bad_crowmance]

[ THEY SURE DO! ]

Don't ask me. If they had the sense the Goddess gave a rock, they would've known when to give up.

[drewthetower]

Elliot's the most sensible person in this group! Except apparently not when it comes to friends? Is that what I'm getting here?

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah, you've got it in one.

[drewthetower]

[August just groans, head in his hands.]

God. Did not think people like that actually existed. Do I wanna know how bad Rean is?

[bad_crowmance]

Words cannot describe how completely and utterly hopeless Rean is. The only person he refuses to believe in is himself. Pretty ironic when he's the strongest person I know. And I don't just mean physically.

[drewthetower]

Oh, I believe it. Still can't believe how easy it was to get him to carry my shit.

[Poor Rean.]

Have you tried spritzing him with a spray bottle when he starts doing that?

[bad_crowmance]

He'd probably have some kind of speech ready as soon as I whipped out the bottle.

[drewthetower]

Speech. What.

[bad_crowmance]

Rean has a limitless supply of speeches, especially friendship speeches. It's really entertaining.

[drewthetower]

[And now August is just giggling, slightly helplessly because come on.]

Oh my God. And he just pulls them out whenever he thinks they're needed?

[bad_crowmance]

And he's always so serious and sincere about 'em!

[drewthetower]

Oh my God.

[Just.]

What the fuck. You're not bullshitting me?

[bad_crowmance]

Oh no, the truth is so much better than any lie I could come up with.

[drewthetower]

...think you could get him to give one before we go to the Shogun?

[bad_crowmance]

It shouldn't be too hard to find an opening for him to give one.