boothill.

[tactic]

i'm lazy

Comments

[shirtbag]

[ snaps out of it ]

Yeah? From who, exactly?

[tactic]

You. What sort of memory was that...

[ His tone is accusatory, like any one of them can control their stupid memories. ]

[shirtbag]

I ain't the one throwin' memories over the fence! Take it up with whoever forkin' rounded us up here.

[ how dare you be offended by this ]

[tactic]

[ Okay, well, i guess Boothill can have a memory of Aventurine and Nehan watching a scary movie with the full expectation that Nehan would be the one afraid and cowering, but it's actually Aventurine who keeps flinching at jumpscares while Nehan just vibes. ]

[shirtbag]

[ LAUGHING ]

What a wuss.

[tactic]

[ THIS IS EMBARRASSING ]

... I was never afraid of horror movies until that wretched village did this to me.

[shirtbag]

How'd Nehan come out of it okay and not you?

[tactic]

Maybe it was because he was an overseer, but he didn't exactly run the same gauntlets as me...

[ His break-in and cyoa trauma. NEHAN COASTING AS AN NPC. ]

[shirtbag]

[ lucas did kill him but that's true. nehan didn't fall in love with a tooth or have to shoot his sister. ]

And ya still sat through the dang movie?

[tactic]

Nehan was really into the plot...

[ Like a fucking nerd. ]

[shirtbag]

Talkin' about him out loud now, are ya?

[tactic]

After what I saw between you and Karlach, I think I'm allowed a little distraction for myself.

[shirtbag]

Come off it. It wasn't that bad.

Miss him?

[tactic]

... Of course. As much, if not more, as you miss her.

[ IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE A COMPETITION ]

[shirtbag]

[ FROWNS ]

'Ey. What's that supposed to mean?

[tactic]

I didn't mean anything by it.

[ :p ]

[shirtbag]

[ pulls his cheek ]

Don't fork around with me. I miss her way more than you miss him.

[tactic]

[ SWATS HIS HAND ]

I suppose if we were to go off of your shared memory, you'd have me beat there.

[shirtbag]

Can I ask ya other questions about it now? I wanna know how the 'lil snot's been doin'.

[tactic]

... Fine, why not? Maybe I've grown complacent with this place, but it doesn't instill the same fears in me as our first round.

[ Freed from the horror genre. ]

[shirtbag]

[ for now... and then horse murder happens ]

What's he been up to?

[tactic]

He has a clinic now, where he treats a town of orphaned kids. Mostly takes care of scraped knees, runny noses, and terrible tummy aches. Goodness, you'd think children would be more resilient than that.

[ AND YET THEY ARE ALWAYS RUNNING TO NEHAN ]

[shirtbag]

Kids are always gettin' sick, even when they're not.

[ they're always like MY TUMMY HURTS and it's just gas ]

They like him?

[tactic]

They adore him. It almost makes me feel a little jealous.

[ HE'S JUST KIDDING ]

[shirtbag]

Ya do seem like a needy type.

[ okay ]