Come closer and see... see into the trees...

[fataldetergency]

[ Sawyer spent most of the time since her arrival playing video games in the basement because her mun is lazy and forgetful she couldn't rightly make up her mind about Wonderland and anything or anyone in it.

By now she knows at least one thing: None of it is going away.

So she has finally decided to pull herself together, embrace the bright side of life, see the glass as half full and open the door to her roo--

...Except there is no door, her room is gone and they are on a fucking camping trip and REALLY how is she supposed to react to that if not by lying listlessly on her stomach on a sleeping bag somewhere near the girls' tents? (And since pets have to stay inside Sawyer doesn't even have her chainsaw with her to pass the time. Damn you, outdoors!)

But hey, strike up a conversation if you like. Or just... trip over her, it's not like the colour of those sweats is all that much different from the forest floor. Blergh. ]

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[fataldetergency]

[ A short laugh. ]

That's... a bargain.

[ And she's not entirely wary of it anymore. If nothing else then the prices here have been a shockingly positive surprise. ]

Sawyer... then.

[eatsyourscience]

I'm Souji.

Is the event giving you any trouble?

[fataldetergency]

It's... boring.

[ That's about as problematic as it gets. ]

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji nods. It is pretty boring, compared to most events. He almost takes that as a compliment though.]

Do you like the dangerous ones better?

[fataldetergency]

[ On Sawyer's scale of things none of the events have been dangerous so far, at least not judging by her personal experience with them. ]

I like the... ones indoors.

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji considers.]

They're more comfortable, I guess.

[fataldetergency]

They don't have... this.

[ Because she did mention how much she hates those camping clothes, right? Let her pick at them and pull a face again, just for extra emphasis. ]

[eatsyourscience]

What do you like better?

[fataldetergency]

You'll see... when I have it.

[ Because she's not in the mood to describe her fashion choices. Not now. Not ever. ]

Hey.

[ A pause, almost as if waiting to see if he will let her keep talking. ]

Who makes... the events?

[eatsyourscience]

[He does, because he's Souji and he has all the time in the world.]

Wonderland? Or do you mean, whose memories are they? This one's from my world.

[fataldetergency]

[ Oh. ]

You live... in the woods and... wear this crap?

[eatsyourscience]

Just once, for a couple days.