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Sapphire

When you enter your team's clearing, you feel an uncomfortable chill, a cold that settles in your chest. Even under the sun, you can't seem to warm up as you shiver. At least, you still can move about albeit with some sniffling, coughs, and sneezes.

In the center of the clearing, there is a small patch of overturned earth, dense and fibrous.

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I'm just saying. Going number three is just signing up to be the losers.

No it isn't.

It's a joke. And it sort of is.

I'll have to disagree. I think we can win no matter which number we choose.

Then you've never been in last place before.

Like I said though, it was only a joke. It doesn't matter much to me.

It doesn't matter, but you're making an argument over it? Well, I don't mind so long as we can come to a decision.

No. You insisted that it mattered when I stated from the start it was a joke. Just do what you want.

I'm stating my opinion. Everyone should be able to, right? It shouldn't be "do what you want," it should be "we've all decided on this."

Except neither of us care too much and you're arguing for it so it's not a big deal.

? Why don't you care?

It's just a number in this case. It's probably all gonna have different criteria so getting worked up when we don't know what it is yet is dumb.

It's not really getting worked up though, it's picking a number.

I don't care which is picked, though.

...Oh. Okay then.

So do what you want.

Okay.

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