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[doggonemad]

Sure, why not. I'm a risk taker.

[ he knows damn well this could end poorly, but whatever!! ]

[throughbamboo]

[bro...........]

After relaxin'.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, yeah, after relaxin'!

[throughbamboo]

[surely that won't go badly.

But he grins a bit and settles back to do just that]

[doggonemad]

[ he's going to chill for awhile, decompressing after racing to get that rite in. ]

[throughbamboo]

[it's been a busy day, he deserves to chill]

[doggonemad]

[ eventually, he starts pushing himself up. ]

Alright. I gotta get outta here 'fore I prune up like crazy.

[throughbamboo]

[he stretches out one more time before following suit]

Mmm, can't stay in there too long or it ain't gonna stay relaxin'.

[doggonemad]

Felt good though, didn't it?

[ heading back to the changing room. ]

[throughbamboo]

[drying himself off before heading in after him]

It did. This was a good idea, bro.

[doggonemad]

'Course it was, I came up with it.

[ getting back into his suit, making a face. ]

Shoulda brought a change of clothes with me. Fuck.

[throughbamboo]

[he snorts softly]

Y'don't gotta put the whole thing back on.

[doggonemad]

Still annoyin'.

[ throws the jacket and tie over his shoulder. ]

Whatever, I'll change when we stop by Clover t'pick up a coin.

[throughbamboo]

[he tugs on his shirt with a grunt]

Left some stuff outside, so I can bring that in while we're there too.

[doggonemad]

Sounds good. Didja have a productive mornin'?

[throughbamboo]

Mhm. Gathered up some stuff while I was lookin' around, set up some traps. I'll do some real huntin' later now that I got a better idea of where some of the animals are. Didn't wanna drag back a bunch'a shit with ya'll busy.

[doggonemad]

Yeahhh, makes sense. We'll all prob'ly stick close ta home this evenin'.

[ starting off back to Clover. ]

[throughbamboo]

Not surprised, ya'll had a productive mornin', too.

[doggonemad]

Shit's exhausting. Goddamn.

[throughbamboo]

Ain't satisfyin' if it ain't.

[doggonemad]

Bah. Save yer philosophical shit fer nukin' Cygnus or somethin'.

[ digs through his pockets for the key to Clover as they approach the barn. ]

[throughbamboo]

I got plenty ta go around, you know that.

[doggonemad]

Bleh.

[ opens the door, making a beeline for his room. free him from his fancy suit. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he chuckles, going to grab some of the herbs and whatnot he grabbed earlier so he can follow him in and drop it off in the kitchen]

[doggonemad]

[ comes out to the kitchen not too long after, back in his usual snakeskin. ]

Much better.