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it was the right thing to do
im jus sorry i was too stupid to realize that til now
<goodweather>
[Holy fuck he actually did it???]
Dear god I'm so glad you got away from that creep. Did he do anything to you when you told him this?
<soundsurfer>
didnt give him a chance
i just told him i cant give him anymore yo and broke the keycard while in my room
didnt wanna be in the arcade to give him room to dig back in
he mighta convinced me it was a wrong move
i aint mentally strong nuff to resist it
<goodweather>
He's absolutely happy that Beat left, sure. But he's also sure that Beat must have been really fucked up by that whole Felfri thing if he left so soon after it ended. And, god, he was so bad at supporting people, no matter how much he cared about them deep down.
Still, he has to do something.]
Hey kid.
Want to go out for some ice cream? Or, like, a beer or something? You deserve it.
<soundsurfer>
Maybe Phil kinda gets it too, not that Beat thinks he deserves it...]
... you buyin the beer?
cuz icecream aint really my thing
<goodweather>
Is there a bar you want to go to or do you want me to just come to your place?
<soundsurfer>
uh
grapevine?
[it's safe and neutral and next to rev's place where he'll also feel a little safer but he's kinda scared of]
<goodweather>
[As if he wouldn't try whoring beer off of someone anyway.]
But yeah we can meet at the Grapevine. Meet me there in about ten minutes?
<soundsurfer>
yeah yo ill metchu there gimme a bit i gotta let neku an josh know where im going
[His leash is well monitored and for a very damned good reason.
At least he's surprisingly somewhat on time to the Grapevine, wearing light clothes because his fur mostly keeps him warm. He looks a little nervous to be out, his ears twisting as he looks around to see if Phil arrived. The biggest difference to show the alliance drop is those earrings that lit up with his mood are gone, leaving two little scar spots where they were.]
<goodweather> > action
[When Beat arrives, Phil is already there nursing a bourbon. He gives a slight wave when his eye catches Beat and pats the seat next to him.]
About time you showed up, kid!
[It doesn't matter if Beat arrived ten minutes later or one hour later.]
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[He moves to plop his butt down beside Phil, sighing a little as he curls his tail around to keep the large thing out of the way. And he'll order himself a light beer, shut up, he's not a hard drinker unless it's spiked punch.]
... You been aight, yo? I hope Felfri weren't too much....
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But at that question... he sighs and leans back.]
... Eh, not the worst thing Elias ever did to me, I guess. [He sips his drink. God, Elias starving him really was a year ago huh...?] Pissed me off knowing that Elias could see my every move, and tried to throw us into this whole war shit.
[He looks back at Beat.]
What about you? I don't think I saw you much during the whole Felfri shit.
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Yea... Wish I'd listen to more peeps 'bout how Elias ain't really 'bout that shit he says he is.
[The question makes him grimace again.]
Be gladchu di'nt. I mightas well been Head Cult Fucker of Elias. I weren't nice to be 'round. 'Specially to peeps who was Fog-sided. Was Rev aight?