PCs with Caiman

[silentscout]

OI!!!!

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[headsplitter]

Yeah, I'm fine!

We got a guy, didn't we?

Even if it wasn't Bradley's...

[silentscout]

How do you know it wasn't Bradley's?

[headsplitter]

I guess we don't, but we don't know it is Bradley, either.

Whichever way it is, it's a lot of trouble.

[silentscout]

Mmm.

[He's still holding into Caiman's sleeve, even though he's glancing away.]

...give me an answer here, and I will believe it's the truth:

Was Lucretia right? Were you involved in a murder? Or was she just throwing stuff out there at the last minute just because?

[headsplitter]

Nah. [ He looks down at him and just lets him keep his sleeve. His expression is, all things considered, pretty simple... probably (lizard head). ]

I've killed a lot of people before, but I haven't killed anyone here.

[silentscout]

...okay. I believe you.

[He said he would, after all.]

Don't kill anyone here, alright?

[headsplitter]

Good, 'cause I'm telling the truth.

...

What's with that warning? I gave up on the idea of killing everyone to get answers or to just get outta here weeks ago.

[silentscout]

I don't want to see you die. But more importantly, I don't want to see you get voted out and put through all of that.

So don't do it, okay? Keep giving up on the idea of killing.

[headsplitter]

Geez Lalli! I keep telling you I don't have plans for it! If I don't gotta murder to get what I want in the end then why bother?

...

You guys are nice. It'd be like trying to kill friends.

[silentscout]

Mmm.

[Honestly? He agrees there. Killing here...he couldn't do it.

...he's still not letting go btw.]

[headsplitter]

[ :sadworm:... ]

...Oi. [ He shakes his sleeve a bit. ] Wanna get some fresh air instead or something?

[silentscout]

...okay.

[He's still in some sort of depressive mood here, but fresh air might help.

They just. Have to avoid the geese at the same time.]

[headsplitter]

[ It's so weird for Caiman to be the emotional support. And he's not a soft guy, as you could expect of him, so -- c'mon. The best that happens is that Lalli is just dragged along for the ride by virtue of him holding onto his sleeve. ]

Been on the roof yet?

[silentscout]

I think I spent most of the first week on the roof.

...but we can go up there.

[He does like being tall.]

[headsplitter]

Alright, let's go then! [ Cause he just wants to chill too.

Lalli gonna climb or will he turtle on him? ]

[silentscout]

[Lalli is a skilled climber and is already scrambling up the side of the building before Caiman finishes his sentence.]

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[ CAIMAN BRUH MOMENT. Alright!! He's scrambling after then! Despite his size and what you'd want to believe, he is weirdly and ridiculously adept at this. So he's scaling fast after him and then crawling onto the roof.

Rolls over on his back and sighs. Then sits up and looks out. ]

Least here's always nice.

[silentscout]

[That is impressive, and Lalli will give Caiman a thumbs-up once they're both on the roof. Good job, dude.

Then Lalli sits on the roof next to Caiman.]

Mmm. It's quiet up here.

[headsplitter]

Is that why you like it? Eh, guess it's good to have a reason. I dunno why I do, I just know. Maybe I climbed roofs a lot before. Like, before the whole lizard head thing.

[silentscout]

Mhmm. Normally I work alone, so having time by myself that is quiet is nice.

[He considers that second part for a moment.]

Why did you get a lizard head in the first place? Curse?

[headsplitter]

Isn't all time quiet and by yourself if you work alone, though?! [ Looking over at him. ]

Oh... yeah, probably. I think so. Guys without magic like me who live in Hole, tend to get used as magic practice by Magic Users a lot. It's probably one of those.

[silentscout]

I mean quiet time here. People snore.

[Lalli, laying awake under the bunk beds because of loud sleepers.]

So you have to get someone to un-magic your head?

[headsplitter]

[ Is Caiman guilty of snoring... I have no idea actually, you'd think he's a snorer but I think he actually isn't. Incredible! ]

Man, I wish it was that easy. I met a Sorcerer whose specialty was supposedly in changing heads and stuff, but it didn't do shit for me. Other than make me shed faster...

[silentscout]

...oh. That makes sense.

[The shedding thing. He hadn't even considered it before.]

Maybe you need the help of a god to change back?

[headsplitter]

[ I thought about it and actually Caiman is probably a little noisy in sleep because of nightmares... nvm he's annoying in a different way. ]

Does it?! [ Caiman was so shocked to be shedding. For a moment, though, he looks intrigued by the concept of what Lalli says. ]

A god...

[ But dismisses it quickly. ]

Nah, those don't exist. Only Devils and they don't really do what you want.