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<span class="mu-s">HE</span> is, you begin, causing a grin to form on the skeleton’s face! And Wyatt… and Cliff. How are they all doing, anyways?
“Oh…” Stripes mutters, clearly misreading your intentions, “Well like I said, sis, can’t really complai-”
Yea, yea, you interrupt with a stern look on your face, but how are they <span class="mu-i">REALLY</span> doing? He can’t lie to his <span class="mu-s">BOSS</span>--it’s a law! Opening his mouth to say something, the greaser falters and lets out a resigned sigh.
“Alright, ya’ got me.” He groans, puffing away on his cigarette. “Truth is, kid, we’re uh… well <span class="mu-i">I’m</span> kinda…” Stripes pauses to run a comb through his already-immaculately-kept hair. “<span class="mu-s">Scared</span>, I guess.”
You blink at the bonehead’s sudden change in demeanor. What the hell’s he talking about? Didn’t they just whip up a whole base and stuff?
“Hell yea we did!” Stripes exclaims, puffing out his chest with pride! “I just… I dunno, Stan–everything’s tellin’ me I oughta be excited, dig? I got my life back, my friends, I’m gonna help you stomp <span class="mu-r">TIM’S</span> ugly skull in, but even wit’ all that, I still feel…” The skeleton’s face scrunches up in confusion. “What’s the word… <span class="mu-i">uneasy?</span>”
Well yea, you shrug, no one said it’d be easy!
“You’re right–I’m probably just thinkin’ too much–never really did that a lot when I still had skin, y’know?” The skeleton lets out a quiet chuckle. “I let my <span class="mu-i">LOOKS</span> do the talkin’! Ha ha…”
Giving him a polite laugh, you can tell that it wasn’t enough. Taking another long, pensive drag from his cigarette, the skeleton looks skyward for a moment.
“Sorry… I know ya’ didn’t come over to hear me bitch an’ moan.”
He doesn’t have to apologize at all, you huff, you were the one who dug! Besides, you continue with growing unease in your chest, expressing your feelings is… well, it’s <span class="mu-i">tough</span>! He’s doing a helluva lot better than you do!
“Hah-score one for Stripes!” The skeleton laughs in a much more convincing tone! “It ain’t all bad, kid–it’s just a bit <span class="mu-i">unsettlin’</span>, dig? Wyatt’s just buried in fixin’ stuff up all da’ time, an’ <span class="mu-i">CLIFF?</span>” The greaser shakes his head as he puffs another cloud into the air. “Well, Cliff’s Cliff...”
>CONTD.
