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[Morgan is quite tall for Rose to hobble-wobble against, but he offers in his come-closer way and Rose refuses the option of embarrassing herself by trying to make it back to the spiral on her own. This time.]

How heartwarming. I may vaporize from the heat of it. [She almost said melt, which brought her recollection of the dream where she did melt, trapped inside her not-real house. Homes are dangerous places in which to be stuck.

Rose looks behind her at the convenience store and winces, grimacing.]

If we can't help them, we shouldn't stay.

There are plenty of others around for backup. Let's leave it to them.

[ He'll help her along like a mobile handrail, though Tsuna's height might be better suited for the job. ]

By the way, I hope you'll tell us the next time you join a dangerous raid. If things had turned out worse, we would've been worried about you.

[ As in, if things had turned out deadly. ]

[Tsuna doesn't know about you, Morgan, but he was worried anyway, and he didn't even know what or who he was worried for.

He shifts closer, letting go of her hand to offer her his shoulder. He's no stranger to hobbling, so this is fine with him. The sooner they get to the apartment, the better!]

Why didn't you tell us? And... why did you go in the first place?

It was something of a last-minute decision. [More resentment, this time at the implication that she needs to report to anyone. Nevertheless, she accepts Tsuna's offered shoulder, releasing Morgan's taller one.]

The better informed I am about Haven, the better any decisions I make will be. I was not informed of the true nature of that building before my entry, not in a way that could have prepared me properly.

The defenses in there would have to be a doozy. Once you get beyond the store, there's an entire spiral city! Of course, there'll be even more defenses between you and it -- mostly guards with guns, I understand -- so reaching the city itself is a tough task.

[ Sooo it's a suicide mission, basically. But one in the pursuit of knowledge...? ]

[Wait, back up -- ]

... There's a city inside the conbini????

There was a great deal of shooting; I can't verify a city one way or the other.

[The hobbling and hand-holding assistance gets to her. She isn't hurt beyond a good knocking-around or two, there is no reason to drag so.]

Nothing I saw inside was real, and yet everything was real.

Inside the what...?

[ what harry potter shit are you talkin about tsuna ]

Beyond the store. Through the back exit! Anyway, I'm not surprised they employed... hallucinations, it sounds like? It sounds like the kind of mind game they'd play.

[ The whole mom's-heart-in-him thing was a sterling example, after all. ]

[It takes him a moment to understand what Morgan's asking since it's common term where he's from.]

Ah, the conbini! The, uh, convenience store. Conbini... convenience! Get it?

[MAKES TOTAL SENSE]

I don't really get it though... How can something be real and not real at the same time?

[MAKES NO SENSE]

Go in and see for yourself.

[There's that brush of darkness again, a touch of something prehensile sidling along, there beneath her words.]

I don't recommend it, but I have learned that curtailing stupidity is ineffective.

[ Conbini... sure ok. Convenience store, sure ok?? He doesn't see what's so convenient about it though... ]

Tempting, but it's best not to go in without good cause.

[ He really is curious. But even if he's due for another death, he can't go running into it willy-nilly! Death has to work for it. ]

I hope someone's made it through again. It would be an experience reaching the city proper!

[The con in this conbini is the same one in pros and cons.]

Who in their right mind [sry Morgan] would be tempted!! Even I'm not that stupid... Definitely not tempted at all.

[AT ALL. Tsuna will just be content with the city in his head, the one that's very much like home.]

I hope everyone makes it through... [He feels really bad not being able to help, but at least they have Rose, mostly safe and mostly sound.]

[This conversation isn't helping her in content, but their form is impeccable and the levity probably does her good, if she cares to let it. At the very least, she's found her feet again and tries to tug her arm out of Tsuna's grasp.]

I'm not hurt, at least let me attempt to walk by myself.

Oh, but think of all the different sights there would be! Don't you ever get tired of seeing these same drab ruins day in and out? Sometimes, I think I could kill for a fresh, non-murderous change in scenery.

[MORGAN]

I think you can't say non-murderous if you're talking about committing MURDER...

[By all means, Rose, Tsuna's not gonna stop you if you pull away though he will hover nervously at your side.]

Oh, his options for killing are far more numerous than simple human murder.

[In truth, Rose is in no mood for pieces of this bizarrely sincere slapstick routine. The tiny-improvement coin she paid to see a reaction from Tsuna put her right back down at the bottom of the dark anxiety well. Building a home here seems ill-advised, particularly with her heart pounding so damn hard instead of offering hints of clever half-smiles.]

Ha ha ha. I'm glad you have so much faith in my creative ability! [ Creative killing ability... ] But don't worry. I haven't killed anyone here yet. There was Sasha, but I was only one-ninth of that effort. And he... or she was a machine of some sort. Would that count as murder?

[A constipated expression and some vague shrugging is his only answer because beats him!! Who the heck knows?

He presses his lips together, his mouth doing something that's a cross between a smile and a grimace. Creative killing ability... simple human murder... It's simultaneously funny and worrying that these are the two people he lives with.]

I-I'm very worried! You two can be crazy when you want to be -- and who knows what could happen here!! This place is crazy, too...

Sasha? I'm not familiar with that name.

[It does her good to listen to them babble. They become more real, more solidly Morgan and Tsuna. Less likely to be zapped or stabbed on a whim.]

Edited (samll) 2014-08-26 21:01 (UTC)

Sasha! I guess he was a little before your time. Some Yao scientists came in to inject us all with medicine once, and if you refused, they had Sasha shoot you with a gun.

[ A gun out of like... four. Oh, that Sasha. ]

One of my friends got fed up with it, so we cooked up an ambush. Remember how I used to limp a little? It was from that!

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