hot_mess_express | The twenty first trial: Clover

The twenty first trial: Clover

You walk straight into the cockpit of some kind of space-faring vessel! It's legitimately impossible to tell how big said vessel is, or really, anything about it at all — even the decor is a bland, blank magnolia.

In the middle of the cockpit is a fancy sci-fi table-like console, surrounded by enough comfortable captain's chairs, in your team's color, for everyone to have a seat.

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[ !! PRESSES UP AGAINST THE WINDOW ]

Octopus!

[ Does she want to eat it? Of course she wants to eat it. ]

[At first he was thinking blue was 80H because her and blue. Then the Octopus happened and there's fish and it's a bit too]

[Inelegant for her.]

[....is that Faito? Might be Faito.]

[The wolf is definitely Thyme.]

Please don't try to go outside, we don't have spacesuits.

[ Her wings quiver and twitch, like, she so badly wants to get out there and retrieve the octopus. She's hungry, ok. ]

Worth it! Worth it.

I will buy you a bigger octopus in like an hour.

Less if we're out of the trial faster.

[ Huffs ]

Waste of good food. It's right there.

We would literally die if that is like real space.

We should probably go for Thyme.

[Mostly because he wants Faito to have more memories and he knows Eliza and Felix aren't hurting for sparks.]

[ Her tail flicks, like an irritated cat. HUFFPUFF. ]

Two big octopusses.

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Can do. Even know a good rock patch to fire roast them if you want.

Raw is best.

[ Settles some, wrapping her tail around her paws. ]

Why Thyme?

Thyme was the wolf.

The Octopus might be Ginger, but I kind of...

[Wait]

[WAIT]

Actually, maybe we should go for Ginger. I forgot Faito and I were supposed to be rivals.