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[huntergames]

[ The feed opens to the living room of Casa Ludgate-Graham with the communicator set upon a coffee table and Sasha seated on the floor in front of it. Before her is a plate that's been cleared of her dinner and beside that a glass that looks to be emptied, too. There's a tall bottle of some kind of drink that can be seen just at the edge of the feed, that only appears in view for a quick moment as one of the raccoons picks it up and carries it off to put it back where it belongs. Another raccoon waddles over to one Will Graham, laying on the couch just behind Sasha, asleep, and it takes a hold of the empty glass on the floor before making off with it to put it in the sink.

They're such a helpful bunch, these fuzzy guys. ]

Hello! This is um, Sasha.

[ Sasha doesn't hold her gaze long; it's always intimidating to address the network at large rather than one or two people. However, she appears more contemplative than apprehensive. ]

Summer is already over. It feels like it went by very fast, didn't it? Um, because of that, I have a question to ask the network if it is alright.

[ It's been nagging at her for a long time, but up until this month she thought she would have figured it all out. ]

Since a lot of us have been here a while and it might be ah, longer... how do you plan for that? [ She glances into the camera again, this time her expression sheepish. ] Is there a way to do that?

[ And then from behind, a couple of raccoons return with a light blanket in their paws, heading toward the couch and tossing it over Will's form. ]

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[performance]

[ ...raccoons... ]

How to plan for maybe living a life here, you mean?

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[huntergames]

Uh...

[ She tried to avoid phrasing it like that, but there's no sense beating around the bush now, is there? She simply feels awkward now that Connie's here and doesn't want him thinking she no longer cares about home. ]

Yes! I guess... like that.

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[performance]

Sorry, did I phrase it badly? I know it's not the most pleasant thought...

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[huntergames]

Oh, no! No... I suppose I should have been more... um.

[ Forthright about her feelings in the first? She scratches her nose nervously. ]

I'm sorry, this was probably silly to ask.

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[aggressiveapathy]

[ This is what she gets for working late for Mitch. Missing the perfect chance to torment her husband. ]

The first step is getting the glue and markers from my room.

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[huntergames]

[ Her mouth hangs open before she starts to grin deviously. ]

Colored ones?

[aggressiveapathy]

Yes. All the the colors.

All of them.

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[springintoaction]

[It is video, but.... The view is of streetlights. How...helpful.]

Who would trust you with animals?

[Asking the hard hitting questions here.]

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[huntergames]

[ A raccoon sits beside Sasha, staring back at Connie. Who this?

Sasha, in the meantime, puffs out her cheeks. ]

W-what does that mean, Connie? I've always been good with animals! Like the horses!

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[springintoaction]

Yeah, but you don't normally eat an horse.

[That looks like fair game sitting next to her. JUST SAYIN'.]

Anyway, what are you talking about?

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[suldreen]

[ Maid raccoons? She'll have to ask about it later. ]

You know... I hadn't thought about that until now.

[ It's a bit of a depressing idea, but Sophie hadn't given it much importance until right now. ]

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[huntergames]

Oh.

[ Her expression falters then, feeling a bit guilty for making people think about something they may not have wanted to. ]

Do you go to the schools here or do you have a job?

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[suldreen]

Well, I've just been here for... a couple of months? That's not a lot I think.

[ Sophie nods, the notion of school making her twitch her nose a bit. ]

I have a job... of sorts.

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[hooffaceturn]

[she kind of has experience in this department.]

I think it kind of just happens naturally. You sort of get used to your life here, make new friends, and just...take it one day at a time, I guess.

[she...isn't even going to ask about the raccoons.]

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[huntergames]

[ That's what she's been doing, but lately it feels like there's so much more she should be doing.

Is this... adulthood?? ]

Maybe it is that simple...

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[hooffaceturn]

[Sunset offers her a reassuring smile]

Who said it had to be difficult?

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[brushoff]

Put some shaving cream on Will's hand then tickle his feet.

[ that a: does not answer the question and b: also just kind of proves how Dorian and April occasionally (terrifyingly) have something close to the same mindset ]

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[huntergames]

[ She jolts upwards suddenly, nearly knocking her plate off the table. Luckily one of the raccoons catches it, chirping at her in minor disappointment.

Her face turns a deep shade of red staring at Dorian and she has to break eye contact. ]

D-Dorian... hello.

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[brushoff]

[ Well THAT'S a weird reaction. Dorian...just straight up ignores that blushing as he keeps talking. ]

Hullo Sasha. Sans your small crisis, how have things been?

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[khaleesipls]

[ Liquor, raccoons, existential quandaries surrounding an existence even more temporary than existence itself. ]

Who's that on the couch?

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[huntergames]

[ She's surprised someone is asking, but doesn't hesitate to answer. ]

That is Will.

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[khaleesipls]

He looks like he's had a rough night.

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[fastballspeciaaaaal]

[The coons...the coons! Such gentlemen coons. She is silently very impressed.]

My plan is to have no plan at all and it's working pretty well so far.

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[huntergames]

[ They are the gentlest!! ]

None? Really?

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[fastballspeciaaaaal]

Nope! I've never planned a single day in my life. [Ripley, that's a lie.] And nothing bad has ever happened cause of it. [That is also a lie.]