bonne anniversaire

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Who: Requiem, Nemesis
Where: the lobby, for starters
When: Day 181

[Nemesis is waiting in the appropriate spot at the appropriate time, hair tamed and carrying a small bouquet--long stems of bluebells, lily of the valley, sunflowers, carnations, and a pink rose, tied with a tyrian and navy ribbon. She rocks back on her heels as she waits, the anticipatory type of nervous, but straightens as Requiem approaches]

Hey. Wanna head out?

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[ huddles up to her, smiling broadly. ]

Dude, we're gonna hit everything.

At least till we hurl.

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Guess that leaves more room for lunch. C'mon!

[tugs her for the next ride; it's decorated with old-fashioned clear lights and bright colors; the tracks are wooden and creaky, the cars made of thin and somewhat battered metal]

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Oh yeah. This looks like a winner.

[ Said wryly, climbing into the front car and folding her wings in tight to save space. ]

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[it is a bit snug for someone as tall as Req, and the safety bar kind of squashes into her legs a good handwidth above Nem's when she squishes in beside her, but safety is overrated anyway]

You ready?

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[ There is honestly a dangerous amount of wiggle room with Req's height and the extra space forced by the size of her wings, but she wraps her arm securely around Nem's waist just in case especially since she's... smaller... ]

Ready as I'll ever be for the screaming wood death trap.

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[Probably nothing to worry about,]

Heh, sounds like some kinda special move...

[With a groan, the brakes unlock, and the car begins moving forward, turning a bit before latching onto pulleys to take it up the first large hill. It is all noticeably louder and ricketier than the previous coaster]

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Haha oh man this already plops.

[ But she's saying it with a grin, leaned back in the chair and just looking around out over the park as they climb higher. ]

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[The hill isn't as high as the newer coaster either, but somehow feels like it is--perhaps the looser safety bar, or the lower sides, or the faint sway of the wooden trestles as they continue to clank their way up, the gears groaning again as the car makes it to the summit, doing a little u-turn for balance. Then the hill drops abruptly and they go hurtling towards the earth, momentum pressing them up and back in the seat]

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[ On reflex the arm around Nem squeezes a bit tighter (not to mention the hand on the bar), and she presses back into the seat--

but she still hollers on their way down, grinning. ]

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[Probably useful as Nem's butt rises off the seat as they rush down the hill, only to slam back as the cart banks at the bottom, zig zagging before jerking them up and around into another, smaller hill. It is tooth-rattlingly jerky but viscerally fast because of it, the momentum taking them up and down and around the track]

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[ she's leaned forward into the wind as they swing around curves and swoop over hills, hands white- knuckled in their grips and laughing as they start to slow and roll back into the station. ]

Dude.

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[laughs breathlessly back at her, hair wind blown and face ruddy]

Almost went flying there, coulda totally beefed it!

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You'd think they'd put seatbelts on this thing?

[ climbs out of the cart and offers her a hand out, fluffing up and resettling her wings. ]

Someone's totally gonna get murderized one day.

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Living to 20 was old age when this thing was first built, you should be so lucky as to kick the bucket from a roller coaster accident.

[Has already slithered up and out--the safety bar doesn't quite open correctly, either--but takes her hand anyway]

...You okay? Need an easy ride to recover?

[stakesthesame]

What, you think I can't handle a couple of slipped disks?

[ holds her hand, though, as they make their way out. ]

We can hit whatever's up next, I'm still good to go. Maybe I'll just need a massage later...

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[Keeps on around the park, lacing their fingers as they heading towards areas with fair rides like the octopus or scrambler, as well as simple dark rides like the haunted house on the other. Also there's probably any other ride one would want to see?? Probably??]

Hmm, if only you knew anyone around willing to rub your back.

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Oh, if only. I am so lonely and unloved and I have never been touched in my liiiiiiiiiiife

[ sinks heavily against her so she's forced to support more of her weight as they walk, wailing like a victorian maiden with a case of the vapors ]

WOE is me!

[ ... but, yes, she's happy to be lead around and drag and be dragged to various rides and things; she's excited for basically everything, honestly, if we wanted to speed this up. ]

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[Yeah, like, they do another couple fast things, and then some slower things, Nem drags them onto the haunted mansion though it is not very scary at all, a couple fake-looking Boris Karloff-styled monsters and some traditional Japanese monsters that look like they were made in a 5th grade art class.

After laughing at another overly telegraphed jump scare:]

...You know what they did to treat hysteria back in the olden days, right?

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[ definitely had a few good laughs at those, good. ]

Nope! Never went to school, 'member?

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[leans a little closer to her in the car, draping a bit]

Theory was, the problem was a buildup of lady fluid. And there was only one way to release it...

[wriggles her fingers then places her hand high on Req's thigh and slides it up further. there's just enough light in the car to see her eyebrows waggling]

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[ laughs, leaning back a little to give Nem more room to press in against her, her arm curling around her shoulders. ... and her legs spreading, just slightly, but she keeps it casual. ]

Oh yeah? You calling me hysterical, baby?

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I'm saying that if you're so woefully lonely and unloved, there's only one scientifically proven way to deal with it.

[and probably half a ride, maybe less, but hey. nem hadn't expected anything but a witty comeback, but that doesn't stop her from gliding her hand up further to cup between her legs as if that were a normal thing to do in the middle of an amusement park ride]

...But of course, you can believe what you want.

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[ oh--

she goes red at that, invisible in the darkness, but the slightly hitched breath is obvious enough-- she squirms, just slightly, almost encouraging. ]

W-well. ... y'know, if that's what the doctor prescribes...

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Well, there's only one known treatment. I'm no professional, but I'll do what I can to help...

[takes that encouragement, rubbing steadily through Req's clothes at a sedate pace--nothing that would be too noticeable were anyone else to turn up on the ride, but something for sure]

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M'not gonna say no to help...

[ and doesn't, shifting just slightly against her hand, eyelids lowered.

The haunts weren't scary to begin with but she might as well not even notice them, now. ]