[WEEK 5, THURSDAY MORNING: Akira]

[spinatalltale]

[she waits until Thursday morning to seek him out. not because she needed time to process the information, but because she had been so damn busy yesterday. talking to people. exchanging letters. exchanging theories. trying to make sure Lucina will be safe come trial this Saturday]

[it's exhausting. it's far more than what she's used to doing, honestly. she's supposed to be an observer, not a meddler, and yet here she is. actively trying to keep their last hope in this game alive]

[this island has made her more than just soft. it's made her a do-gooder, too]

[but none of that is important now, and wherever Akira may be, Magilou will find him as she tosses her letter bottle from one hand to the next]

Letters. You got some, right?

Comments

[jokered]

[honestly, she's so dramatic.

but he'll put her down anyway. there will be time later to really sweep her off her feet? sure.]

[spinatalltale]

[BLESS]

[she adjusts her book skirt when he puts her down and gives him a :T look as she reaches up to SMOOSH HIS CHEEKS. again]

The bonfire.

[the hot springs are nice but she doesn't feel like taking a dip right now]

[jokered]

[cheek smooshing accepted. it seems he's gotten used to this gesture enough that it really doesn't faze him at all.]

Bonfire it is. [and then, a thoughtful sigh.] With the weather like this, it would've been nice to get some sweet potatoes to roast. But those bastards are still pretty useless most of the time.

[if this is a dream, why can't they just will this shit into existence?]

[spinatalltale]

Sweet potatoes? I was thinking marshmallows.

[snags his hand, fingers linking with his, to tug him towards the bonfire]

[jokered]

Marshmallows are good when the weather's warm. Sweet potatoes are nice for snowy days, though.

[he's sure of this, and that's why he explains it pretty casually as he threads their fingers together and squeezes her hand lightly.]

[spinatalltale]

Why not both?

[BEST OF BOTH WORLDS]

Although we're just talking about our food fantasies, now. We have no means of securing neither marshmallows or sweet potatoes.

[jokered]

Maybe we'll be blessed with them when we wake up. I have a craving now.

[spinatalltale]

Oooh, maybe I'll finally get my mai tai, too. I gave up on asking for them, but that doesn't mean I don't still want one.

[jokered]

You get your mai tai, I get my coffee. It'd be nice.

[spinatalltale]

Truly a win-win situation for us all!

It's too bad we can't just use dream logic to whip up whatever we want, you know? What do they call that? Lucid dreaming?

[or something]

[jokered]

Something like that. You'd think we could when none of this is real, but I guess only the tweedle assholes have that power.

[spinatalltale]

Leave it to them to steal all the cool powers for themselves.

[bonfire, ahoy! she immediately steps as close to it as she can get once they reach it]

[jokered]

[yeah, that make two of them. the heat is pretty important right now, because damn. snow. cold!! the worst.]

They just collect reasons for us to consider them assholes.