text, @TARANTO

[heavyhitter]

hey guys listen, i know kagari suggested no jewel comms but it’s an emergency
i need to know what are some fun party games to play in solitary
games not involving cards, i asked the guards for some cards and apparently that’s not allowed for some reason
or wait how about this, teach me your favorite song. i did all the ones i know like 10 times each already, the guards requested i learn new ones.
sorry that's a lie actually the guards ignore it, but i like to think they're sick of the ones i know and want fresh material

OR, idea, what if we mount a break-IN mission? break into solitary, get me the fuck out. it’ll be like a practice run then we can get back to work on the break out ideas after that.

ughhhhh did you know it’s me and sigma’s year 1 anniversary, call me fucking crazy but this isn’t how i figured it’d go down

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[heavyhitter]

[ She cocks a brow, then drops it again with a huff of amusement. ]

Yeah, well, bear with me, it's a thought experiment. And most people got a solid yes or no on it, too.

[skelepun]

Call it a difference of opinion. [Or a difference of philosophy. Or life experience.] I'm pretty comfortable with just letting whatever happens happen. Guess you could say that's my choice.

[heavyhitter]

[ She considers his answer for a few seconds, brows furrowed, and doesn't seem to like what she's heard. ]

That's pretty sad.

[skelepun]

Ain't it just.

[And that's Sans' cue to stand, brushing off his uniform. Can't get that solitary stink on it, a guy's gotta look presentable.]

So how'd I do? Act kinda fell apart in the end there, but I'd give myself a B.

[heavyhitter]

[ Aw. Well, that's what happens when you start digging into and judging your company, apparently. Maybe next time someone can magically teleport into her solitary cell Ramir will appreciate them a little more and hold off on the rest. So she sighs, but — ]

A minus on the comedy, B plus on the company. It'd be a solid A, but if you leave now I'm just gonna be stuck thinking about that last part. [ which is depressing, so thanks. ]

[skelepun]

[Don't take it too hard, friend. It's just his way.]

Good point. [A beat.] Wanna hear another joke?

[heavyhitter]

Hell yeah. [ She still hasn't bothered to stand as well, but leans forward a little at that. ] Hit me, make it a zinger.

[skelepun]

[Him standing up in front of an audience -- one person still counted, alright -- gave him a sense of deja vu. It's been a while since he last performed. If, y'know, you could call it that.]

Alright, you in the front row, you ever heard of Murphy's Law?

[heavyhitter]

Yeah, that's the uh — [ A couple seconds go to snapping her fingers, trying to bring up the buried factoid. ] Whatever can go wrong is gonna do it, right?

[skelepun]

Heh, got it in one! How 'bout Cole's Law?

[heavyhitter]

[ She's got a no all lined up and ready for him, but pauses — and her eyes narrow. Oh wait, she gets it. She snorts. ]

Yeah, that's the law that goes great with lunch.

[skelepun]

[A punchline thief 'til the end, this girl. Good thing he liked her. Blowing a comical parody of a kiss (no lips, no problem), Sans waves.]

You've been a wonderful audience, pal. [Wink.] You'll be here all week.

[And, with that, he's gone.]