shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

thanks, vwasnt going to.

 

(your kindness is appreciated.)

 

The fuck are you implying, Glasses?

 

isnt it salmonella or something.

 

Jame stumbles in, dripping wet. A trail of drops and wet footprints left behind.

A fire springs up behind her to warm her up, and a flagon of ale shows up in her hand.

 

"You said I would never learn it, but I have."

 

Well, isn't this a fine reversal!

 

"Clover!" Jame wants to hug her but knows Clover won't appreciate that.

 

-Clover goes over and hugs Jame.-

Eugh, you're so wet! What did you do, forget an umbrella?

 

(thats vwhat she said.)

 

Sev smiles slightly at the sight of the fire, and between one blink and the next, it's in a fireplace. Sev takes a seat at one of the couches and grabs a mug of hot coffee from the end table where he expects it to be, holding it out to Jame. "Everything okay there?"

 

(Edit to add, because I forgot in the first post - Sev's only half-consciously thinking up this room:

Spoiler: spoiler for size

)

 

...she's my sister.

 

*Itch immediately starts pocketing anything shiny and not bolted down.*

 

i dont knowv vwhat that means!

 

Sev raises one eyebrow, sipping his coffee. Things keep reappearing when Itch turns around.

 

*INFINITE FREE SHIT. Score.*

 

"Sev!"

Valiska smiles delightedly and tugs Ford over to the couch, where she sits between them, and manifests cups of green tea with yellow petals floating in them. "If she really wants to talk to you, she'll come over here and be sociable, Stanford."

 

*She has very quickly mastered a strategy of standing in front of something, shoving it into her captchalogue, swiftly spinning on her heel, and grabbing the copy when it respawns.*

 

"Jumped into a river. It was wet as they tend to be."

Jame sets down the flagon that contained beer a few minutes ago and gratefully accepts the coffee.

"Everything's ok now. You know me, Sev, always running towards the screams rather than sensibly away."