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[tinkerberry]

[ backdated maybe a day or two because LOL NAKED DAY. Rachel knocks on one of the doors at the inn and expectantly waits for an answer. ]

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[tinkerberry]

I know a good lawyer.

[trollinginthe]

Is there a problem or something, Rachel?

[tinkerberry]

No, it's-- a friend of mine left recently. It was the first time one of mine left camp. And I haven't seen you in a while, so...

[trollinginthe]

Who left?

[tinkerberry]

Tavros.

[trollinginthe]

Doesn't ring a bell. — anyway, no, I'm still stuck here, just like everyone else.

[tinkerberry]

[ HE WAS A PART OF HER FAN CLUB, JESSE. her fan club. ]

Good. Well, not good since it's a zombie summer camp. You know what I mean.

[trollinginthe]

. . . Right. Of course.

[tinkerberry]

I would just like to say goodbye first.

[trollinginthe]

I'm not leaving. — I don't think I'm leaving.

[immediately stands, distracting himself by straightening some things out in the room.]

And anyway, it's not like I'm exactly your Jesse.

[tinkerberry]

I've never really gotten behind the whole my Jesse or your Rachel thing. I mean, you're Jesse. Different than the one I was used to, yes, but there is only one person who would teach their pseudo-child an elaborate dance routine based on roller skates.

[trollinginthe]

[purses his lips for a moment, clearly irritable as he fiddles with sort of cleaning.]

Then in that case, she happens to be your pseudo-child as well, you know.

[tinkerberry]

[ in the middle of taking off the last skate ]

She's what?

[trollinginthe]

You know those science projects some people have, to teach them how to raise a child or to gauge how long it would take before someone unceremoniously broke whatever was being used as a stand-in for said child? When you were here before — or whatever — I had one with you. It was some kind of cosmic camp joke in general. And she hatched out at the end of it.

[tinkerberry]

Oh, no.

I've been a terrible mother.

[trollinginthe]

You didn't know until two minutes ago.

[tinkerberry]

I should have felt it in my soul, Jesse.

[trollinginthe]

It is why she likes you so much.

[tinkerberry]

She has my eyes.

[trollinginthe]

I wouldn't go that far.

[tinkerberry]

Her eyes are vaguely like mine.

[trollinginthe]

She's a Pokemon, Rachel.

[tinkerberry]

Pikachu sort of looked like the kid with the hat. They both have stuff on their cheeks.

[trollinginthe]

. . .

Of course.

[tinkerberry]

[ coos at Snow ]