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Onyx

[There is a circular table with seven chairs lined around it. In the center of the table, there is a bowl with fire burning pleasantly inside it. It seems to be the only source of light in the room. The flames flash upon a few items spread across the table: A spool of black thread, a worn though plenty sharp knife, a wooden cup with a faint coopery smell, and a saucer of seven smooth, black stones.]

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We're all together...?

Seems that way.

[ '-' ]

... how are you feeling?

... A lot better now.

Good. ... it was really worrying.

Haah, sorry for... everything that happened.

It's okay. You weren't yourself. I didn't really... handle it very maturely either.

Trying to kick me was actually a pretty common response.

[l-laughs a little]

It was kind of an automatic reaction.

I don't know if I should be hurt or not.

Well, you did throw your turtle in the ocean.

He did what?

In my defense I was evil at the time.

. . .

And boss beat it out of me afterward anyway.

... Just like Ace.

Threw his turtle-- well, it sounds dumb, but it was kind of a big deal.

Doesn't it grow?

Yeah. Exactly.

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