Dirk: > Set up camp.

[sickheartbeats]

[You've successfully put up a reasonably sized tent for actual camping near the lake of this Camp Fuck You Die place, putting to use most of Jake's handy adventurer's survival kit. Since that didn't take particularly long, you have spent your time since doing massive research scourging the Network.]

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[fightingcargos]

[You are probably pinned and straddled. You come to this realization with grace, and a bunch of squirming.]

[sickheartbeats]

Dirk: > Move in for the kill.

[You knock foreheads, and not gently.]

[fightingcargos]

GT: Oof.
GT: I suppose youll be wanting me to cry uncle?

[sickheartbeats]

TT: If you want to keep to etiquette.

[fightingcargos]

[You sigh.]

GT: This isnt what i had in mind when i imagined a proper scuffle between us.
GT: I want a rematch!

[sickheartbeats]

TT: Oh?
TT: What did you imagine?

[fightingcargos]

[Strider sure is still on top of you, and very close. You try to relax. You don't think you're as comfortable touching other people, but you don't move.]

GT: *Gives strider a cocky grin*
GT: Victory. What else?

[sickheartbeats]

[You just sort of loom casually. It's not like you're accustomed to doing this, so you're intent on learning.

You feel a little heady, but he doesn't need to know that part.]

TT: I wouldn't mind that.

[fightingcargos]

GT: Oh?
GT: Youd take it like a teacher is it. I dont know how i feel about that one!

[sickheartbeats]

TT: Would you prefer to wound my ego, Jake?

[fightingcargos]

GT: Thats a tricky question.
GT: I think id rather see how you fare against my guns.

[sickheartbeats]

TT: I've no objections to a rematch.
TT: You're welcome to surprise me.

[fightingcargos]

GT: Can and will do strider.
GT: Now i hate to be a bother but my leg is falling asleep.
GT: Truce? For the next few hours or so?

[sickheartbeats]

TT: Or so.

[You lift yourself up, pillow in hand, offering the other to your best friend.]

[fightingcargos]

[You accept the pillow and equip it on your bedroll.]

GT: Its a bit early to catch a few winks.
GT: Thank goodness theres no jetlag to work around!

[sickheartbeats]

[You pluck a stray feather from your shoulder.]

TT: Small graces.

[fightingcargos]

GT: Youll discover more positive sides and silver linings when you socialize i think.
GT: Its exciting isnt it?

[sickheartbeats]

TT: What gave me away.
TT: Couldn't have been my badly-contained rapture.

[fightingcargos]

GT: Rapture even!
GT: Gosh strider thats promising!
GT: I was worried about how youd feel about this place.

[sickheartbeats]

TT: Something tells me it's too early to settle for a sentiment in either direction.

[fightingcargos]

GT: Youre right about that.
GT: But a positive attitude can go a long way! And theres nothing to be done about our location yet.
GT: Keep your chin up! Im sure well work it out.

[sickheartbeats]

TT: You act like I'm moping.
TT: Have I not clearly enough expressed my gratitude that you're here, English?

[fightingcargos]

[You blink, confused. Where did that come from? You weren't trying to fish for compliments.]

GT: I didnt mean to imply that! We are exploring new lands together. That is pretty swell!
GT: And you dont need to bend over backward to tell me that sort of stuff but im happy youre telling me anyway.
GT: It really is great to see you.

[sickheartbeats]

TT: You're going to make me blush, English.

[fightingcargos]

GT: And break past the strider pokerfaced facade so easily?
GT: Horsefeathers.