A bit of whimsy

[soul_sister]

Date & Time: October 5th, Evening
Location: The cafeteria
Characters: OPEN TO ALL
Summary: MOONWALKING!!/The gravity breaks for an hour
Warnings: NONE

[Perhaps the refrigerator cycled at the exact same moment that someone started reheating some of that sorry excuse we have for moon food. Maybe at that exact moment, the power grid strained from bringing another section of the base into life supporting function. Maybe at that exact moment ALL OF THOSE THINGS HAPPENED AT ONCE.


Whatever actually happened, the lights flicker and go dark, leaving only the hallway illumination, and your stomach twists as gravity loses a bit of a grip on you.

You're not FLOATING, but neither are you quite as heavy as you used to be.]

What on Earth?

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[senseandcecilbility]

[Somehow he suspects the horses got eaten between one apocalypse and another...]

Ahhh, you should have seen Ascot last year! Nostalgia and Morning Sparks, neck and neck at the final turn!

[soul_sister]

EH? I thought last year was Black Gold taking the race.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Black Gold? A new horse? Perhaps an American horse?]

...Oh no, I am quite certain Nostalgia won the 1887 prize.

[soul_sister]

188....... You're from 1888? That's ten years before I'm even born.

[senseandcecilbility]

...

...

Sister, are you from the future?!

[Do they have flying chariots? Flying horse races?]

[soul_sister]

[This feels so odd ... after so many amazing future people to BE one of the future people...]

Yes... I suppose, technically...yes.

[senseandcecilbility]

[And then he realizes something really tragic and depressing.]

Are demons still corrupting clergy in the future?! Good Lord! Is this never going to end?

[soul_sister]

[She just eats another cookie, forcefully.]

[senseandcecilbility]

[Kevin has lost his appetite. The future is indeed dark.]

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[soul_sister]

[She seems to grow tired of glowering at his STUPID FACE, before an idea strikes her. It's a wild idea full of hope and possibility...

She pulls out her tablet.]

[soul_sister]

Winners!

[The names of course, are American horses, are in no particular order and don't have years associated with it. But really now, if you had that, it wouldn't be GAMBLING anymore.]

My brother's name is Joshua Christopher and we grew up at the Seventh Bell Orphanage. I expect you to be watching out for him.

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[senseandcecilbility]

[Winning horses!

Winning horses!

His biggest dream has come true. Oh GOD, he is so grateful he could cry.]

[senseandcecilbility]

...Never fear, sister, I will watch over Master Joshua like a hawk!

[soul_sister]

You're also not to hurt Chrono.

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[senseandcecilbility]

[Okay, this is totally unfair.]

...Well, last time it was quite the opposite.

[senseandcecilbility]

...

[Wait, perhaps he was not supposed to say that! Does she even know they fought?]

[soul_sister]

[That would mean that Chrono would be good at communication at all.]

Eh...? What do you mean?

[senseandcecilbility]

...

...

... Would you like more cookies?

[soul_sister]

I was talking about in the past... future. WHICHEVER!

...

How about you talk about what you were talking about.~

[senseandcecilbility]

...

[What if he looks down at his tea, trying not to be suspicious at all.]

[soul_sister]

[WRONG ANSWER, she reaches across the able and twists his ear.]

What was that? I couldn't hear you.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Why does everyone bully him? Does he have "masochist" painted on his face?]

You should...you should ASK HIM!

[Besides, the demon has already apologized.]

[soul_sister]

[Yes.]

I imagine I can guess. ... you two...

And again, I meant in the past.

[She lets go with a huff.]

[senseandcecilbility]

[No, stop guessing.]

I cannot promise something like that. There is a war, you realize.

[After a beat.]

...Though I will try.

[Mostly because he doesn't like to make her sad.]

[soul_sister]

Good.

I might even give you the years on those, then.