"About seven weeks or so ago." Four curtly replied.
Ugh. Why am I getting so worked up over that bug? Doesn't make any sense. Rose thought to herself as she continued to fail at producing any decent music.
The sisters arrived in the bridge in their nightgowns and tucked into bed with some reading material. Except for Winona who was playing a little arcade game on her holo-computer.
"You're just saying that. You hate me now don't you? Think I'm some kind of monster right? Well I don't blame you." Four said to Tanner, looking away from him again.
Clicky simply blinked at Rose, still looking curiously at her.
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Winter's hearing picked up the arcade game, as she giggled. Looking over to Gwen, she smiled. "Good night girls... Joe." She quickly fell asleep.
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Austin eyed the controls of the ship. All custom made... Oh what's this?... Wait... It can't be... Ah well. Time for bed.
"G'night." They said in quasi-unison.
Winona turned down the volume of her game to 0. <color=darkgreen>Awwww darn.... another death? How DOES Gwen play these danmaku shooters?
"Hey now. I already said I wasn't going to judge you. That's not why I'm here. I'm here to help you through this, alright?" I say as I lean forward in my seat. "...So...Well you do realize that your actions could very easily be considered justifiable. If the guy was trying to rape your daughter, I'd say he got what was coming to him." I say.
"If you say so." That's two people I've tried talking to that refused to talk their issues out with me. Riou sighs as he heads back into the ship.
OoC: @Drak I didn't really get a chance to respond since she entered and left like the wind. And Athena wouldn't really care, about anything of that kind of thing.
Rose tilted her head to match Clicky. "Just what's your game?..." She said in a rather cryptic fashion as she squinted.
"I've already gotten through it on my own. I just don't want the others to know about it because of what they might think. And unfortunately that means I can't help Erica get some of her memories back." Four sand, lamenting the last part.
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