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Who: Bloodsport Crew!
Broadcast: if applicable!
Action: yes, that!
When: during the medieval-funtime world!

[aaaaay bloodsport how u doin'. how's life around the ship? what have you already dragged back from ye olde renaissance world? what trips are you planning? what's broken and why isn't it fixed yet? who's flying this thing?

mingle, talk to your newer crewmates, go nuts.]

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[He's about to make the similarities worse.]

Really? I'll be sure to see him, if he's there.

[He smiles, albeit a little sadly. ] I- was taken away before I got to see them again, me and Joaquin didn't part well. He loves María too, and it just got...messy.

[Their parting words will forever haunt him, and he feels terrible that they will. ]

I just hope they're both okay.

[ ah--

that's too much. riku fumbles with the one of the spices and barely catches it.

'it got messy'? hah, he could say that about so much... but, he exhales. ]

I think... you'll be okay. [ no-- ] I really believe that, once you go back--you guys'll be fine.

[Well, that's not a good reaction, and it gets instant concern from him. ]

...Are you okay?

Uh--

[ ... he exhales, and then rubs an eye with the heel of his hand. ]

Sora and I both had a crush on Kairi. We kind of... fought. It got... messy. [ he chooses his words carefully, chancing an awkward glance over at manolo. ]

[Huh. Manolo sits back, his brow furrowing.]

...Well, that's creepily similar.

Yeah, that's what I figured.

[ looks like that's done, though... he transfers the beef protein to a plate while he cooks the vegetable protein.

sigh. this is so boring to cook, but stir-fry is stir-fry. ]

What else? What's your world like?

[He watches the food cook, welcoming the shift in the conversation. ]

Mostly, it's just a...normal, quiet town. Up until the gods got involved in our lives, everything was...average.

The gods?

[ whoa dude what ]

Death gods. It's...pretty complicated. Word of advice? If a death god puts a bet on a part of your life, it's gonna turn into a mess.

[ my life's already a big mess, i think death gods would just make it worse... ]

Death gods, huh. Somehow, I believe you. [ shaking his head... ] That's... terrifying. They bet on your life?

Not...exactly. They bet on me and my best friend, on which one of us would marry María.

[ this face. just... this face. ]

Of all things to bet on...

[Yeah, Manolo is really not happy about it either.]

Tell me about it. Anyway, I proposed and she accepted. So one of the gods sent his snake to kill me. If I was dead, she'd marry my friend by default.

[It's not true, not completely. He's left out important parts, parts he has zero inclination to share with anyone. ]

And you killed it, right?

[ please tell him you killed it ]

The snake? Nope. It killed me.

[And, because people have already freaked out at him about this before: ]

BUT!!! I earned my right to live back. I had to do a bunch of trails, but I was returned to life.

...And then I ended up here.

... oh. [ a frown. ] So now, all you have to do is go home.

Yes! And try and save my friends from a bandit army heading their way.

[He still hasn't got a clue how the fuck he will do that.]

Bandit army?

Jeez, you were right--your life is a mess.

[That gets a wan smile. ]

It was pretty boring up until that one day.

[You know, except for his father continually crushing his dreams and all.]

Life usually is, until it starts going down a path you don't want it to go... [ rubs the back of his neck with his free hand. with the vegetable protein already cooked through with a nice sear, he tosses it with the already-cooked beef and uses some of the teriyaki gel to pull it all together.

and that goes on a plate, for him to slide it over to manolo. ]

And then it's "surprise, enjoy all the difficulties".

[Oh but hey, food's here! He offers Riku a smile of thanks, before trying it. ]

You know, that's pretty good!

[ EMBARRASSED... how do you respond to compliments?? ]

O-oh, thanks. It's--you know, it's not much, but it's edible, you know? Maybe if we ever get a cook...