[NOT FAST ARTHUR. THIS IS JUST IT FOLLOWS. Well, he will lead Rosamund over to a sketchy dark back area of this party room where no one else is... The perfect place to commit murder.
Except he doesn't. He just GOES IN FOR A HUG!! Which is probably weird for the 2 seconds that this is still Pixel Arthur, but his pixel form glitches into Pixel Dahut soon enough.]
[I HATE IT HERE. ALSO STOP GETTING BIT AT THE VAMPIRE CLUB!!!!
Anyway, NOT THE "YOU". Dahut just laughs, a light and chiming sound, or as much of a laugh as he can get out before they're both HUGGING EACH OTHER SO TIGHT. He rests his head against her for a moment, beaming and radiating the energy of a very social person who has been stuck with introverts for weeks.]
[THEY LEFT THAT PLANET BEHIND 029345938 YEARS AGO BY NOW]
I-I missed you too! Dahut, how are you — is it because this is a virtual place? I know you can speak through the message system, but I never imagined seeing—
I know! I get to hear your voices all of the time, but it's really not the same as talking to you directly! Neither are the letters or messages... I miss everyone sooo much! But I'm glad you guys are still alive!
[He would not sacrifice the ship just to be less lonely.]
[SWEET ROSAMUND... Dahut's pixely face looks as soft and apologetic as pixels can look, and he reaches out to hold her hand.]
I'm sorry... I was trying really hard to survive! But I ended up leaving behind a mess... [WEEK 0 BAT TO EVERYONE'S KNEES.
But he nods at that!]
Mm! We're about as well as we can be, and everyone's getting along nicely. Everyone's pretty level-headed, fortunately, and we all understand that hands are being forced here.
[She pulls back to cup him by both cheeks, looking direct into his eyes.]
You wanted to live. You did your best. None of it is your fault, and you should never feel ashamed about what happened, not for our sakes.
[The report heartens her though. She smiles down at him.]
That's wonderful. Truly, I'm so relieved. Once I was told the dead may still be present in some way, I was worried about what might be happening to you all.
Please, explain everything you can. I want to help you.
ME WRITING THIS TAG BEFORE TRIAL AND THEN WATCHING YOUR MURDERHANDS EMERGE
[UEUEUE she's so sweet... Dahut looks up at her and depixelates for a second, so the warmth in his eyes is crystal clear.]
...Thank you very much, Mademoiselle Rosamund. You're very kind-hearted...
[Will he still feel a little guilty MAYBE SO. But being told that it wasn't his fault is a nice thing to hear. But! He just nods in response, smiling a little more brightly.]
I'm glad we can deliver some good news, then! Though I don't really know how much I can explain without it being blocked... Um! We're in the Helly Belly, and we miiight be- [STATIC NOISES.] -but we're doing okay so far! It might be because of our version of your Wednesday activities? Oh, and we're- [WOOD SAWING NOISES.] -probably!
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What you do—huh?
[Okay but who is she to deny a mystery invitation? Rosamund stupidly takes a stranger's hand and follows]
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Except he doesn't. He just GOES IN FOR A HUG!! Which is probably weird for the 2 seconds that this is still Pixel Arthur, but his pixel form glitches into Pixel Dahut soon enough.]
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Anyway she is getting flashbacks to getting hella bit at the vampire club (ragret) until the attack comes in the form of tender hug.
And then it's a familiar head of green hair.
She gasps aloud.]
You!
[Then she's squeezing him just as tight. No briars in vr land to worry about she can do this all night.]
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Anyway, NOT THE "YOU". Dahut just laughs, a light and chiming sound, or as much of a laugh as he can get out before they're both HUGGING EACH OTHER SO TIGHT. He rests his head against her for a moment, beaming and radiating the energy of a very social person who has been stuck with introverts for weeks.]
Me! Surprise! I missed you...!
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I-I missed you too! Dahut, how are you — is it because this is a virtual place? I know you can speak through the message system, but I never imagined seeing—
[Oops he's Arthur again.]
—hearing your voice again.
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Anyway low poly Arthur just makes a sad face...]
I know! I get to hear your voices all of the time, but it's really not the same as talking to you directly! Neither are the letters or messages... I miss everyone sooo much! But I'm glad you guys are still alive!
[He would not sacrifice the ship just to be less lonely.]
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[She pulls back and holds him by both cheeks, looking into his (pixel) eyes.]
Are you well? Have you all made peace with each other?
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I'm sorry... I was trying really hard to survive! But I ended up leaving behind a mess... [WEEK 0 BAT TO EVERYONE'S KNEES.
But he nods at that!]
Mm! We're about as well as we can be, and everyone's getting along nicely. Everyone's pretty level-headed, fortunately, and we all understand that hands are being forced here.
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[She pulls back to cup him by both cheeks, looking direct into his eyes.]
You wanted to live. You did your best. None of it is your fault, and you should never feel ashamed about what happened, not for our sakes.
[The report heartens her though. She smiles down at him.]
That's wonderful. Truly, I'm so relieved. Once I was told the dead may still be present in some way, I was worried about what might be happening to you all.
Please, explain everything you can. I want to help you.
ME WRITING THIS TAG BEFORE TRIAL AND THEN WATCHING YOUR MURDERHANDS EMERGE
...Thank you very much, Mademoiselle Rosamund. You're very kind-hearted...
[Will he still feel a little guilty MAYBE SO. But being told that it wasn't his fault is a nice thing to hear. But! He just nods in response, smiling a little more brightly.]
I'm glad we can deliver some good news, then! Though I don't really know how much I can explain without it being blocked... Um! We're in the Helly Belly, and we miiight be- [STATIC NOISES.] -but we're doing okay so far! It might be because of our version of your Wednesday activities? Oh, and we're- [WOOD SAWING NOISES.] -probably!