Friday Night, Dorm Roof

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Kiki wanders out onto the roof of the dorm and sits there, her broom beside her and her arm around Jiji.

"Jiji?" she says at length, "You are one fixed constant in a world that changes too much sometimes, I think."

Jiji makes no response but purrs.

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[[OOC: *hugs Kiki*]]

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John walks up to the roof, a wrist rocket in one hand and a bag full of paintballs in the other.

He doesn't notice Kiki, at least not immediately.

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Kiki, staring out over the lights of Fandom towards where the moon is reflecting silver and bright on the sea, hears a noise behind her, and glances over her shoulder as she feels Jiji's muscles tense beneath her hand. Seeing who it is, she closes her eyes for a moment, wishing she knew a spell for patience. Looking back at the horizon, Kiki wonders idly if it would be possible to just sit very still and thus escape notice.

Deception is not among her talents, however, and after a moment, she asks quitely, "John? Is that you? What are you up to, anyway?"

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"Oh, Keeks. Sorry, didn't think anyone was up here. Just wanted to, y'know, get some range practice in, for hte Assassin thing. And to see how my snipey skills are."

"You?"

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"Oh," Kiki answers. "Um, good. That is, I'm fine. Have you figured out when you want to run the game?

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"Not just yet. I forgot to make a poll before my paid account expired, so now I'm not ready to do it. Sometime after break, for sure. Maybe before the end of the year? You got a time picked?"

John, in an offer of sympathy, decided to offer Kiki a few tries with the slingshot if she asked.

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"Me? No - I mean, it's your game, and your project," Kiki replies quietly. "It's all up to you, really."

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"Yeah, but you've organized that Secret Santa and the Secret Sibling and the Secret Everything-Else, I figured you'd have an inside line on how to run the selection."

"I'm thinking that people who share rooms or share Muns can't choose each other, and I'm trying to figure out if it would be best for 1 person 1 target, or have it be more fun with 1 person Multiple targets."

John sighs.

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"Secret Sibling? Oh no, that wasn't me at all," Kiki shakes her head. "Secret Santa was enough for me. I can only handle something like that once a year, I think. As for the targets, I think each person should start with one. If they tag their target and the target hasn't completed their mission, they assume their target's mission. If their target has already gotten their target, then that's it, all they get is that one mission. Winner is the person who tags the most targets and assumes their mission."

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"Yeah, I'm thinking that multiple targets per person, at the beginning, would be bad. But the final few, with all the targets, yeah, that'll be fun."

He holds the wrist rocket up and stretches it for a test fire.

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Jiji looks at it suspiciously and creeps into Kiki's lap. Petting him between the ears, Kiki turns a little more in her seat to watch the launch curiously.

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John loads the wrist rocket and fires. It's got some good range! Clear out to *handwavey*!

John doesn't think how this would work with ball bearings. Or small robot-targeted explosives

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Kiki, staying in her seat at the edge of the roof, wraps her arms around Jiji and wordlessly watches John fire his slingshot. Kiki stares after it until she shifts her gaze back to the moon.

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John fires 3 more.

He turns to Kiki with a big smile on his face, which drops when he sees her expression.

"Keeks? You okay?"

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"Huh?" Kiki breaks sharply out of her reverie. "I - uh. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry, I'm not very good company tonight."

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"Anything you want to talk about?"

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She shrugs. "Not especially. Just contemplating a few life lessons from the past few weeks."

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"well, then, I'll leave you alone. You wanna talk, lemme know."

John packed up his stuff and made to leave.