Bloodsport Mingle

[namisan]

Who: SS Bloodsport and visitors!
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Bloodsport
When: 26 May onwards!

[You know the last time we had one of these was three months ago?  Things have been that quiet.

Or, y'know, we've all been busy with espionage.  Such is life.]

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[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl shook his head and waved a hand, trying to dismiss the kid's sudden worry.]

Nothin'. Just... had a thought and it weren't a good one. It ain't nothin'. Ignore it.

[moseyin]

Oh yeah I'm totally not curious now, [Cloud grumbles, but at least he doesn't press Daryl for more details. ....yet. Give him a few minutes to turn it around in his head.]

[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl brought his hand up to rub at his forehead some and sighed. Kid probably wouldn't stop bothering him until he made sure it wasn't something he had to worry about.]

It ain't about this place, okay? It's about back... back in my world.

[Calling it 'home' didn't seem particularly apt just yet. Not with all the shit going on.]

You ain't gotta worry about it.

[moseyin]

What, is your world jacked up? [Hadn't he heard or read somewhere that time doesn't pass back home? Or some other insane bullshit?] Or do you need to get back for somethin'? [And here you thought he would drop it. Hi my name is Cloud and I involve myself in problems that don't need my involvement]

[dirtyredneck]

[Answer was both, but Daryl had already said as much as he cared to, so he shrugged in a non-committal manner and stayed quiet.]

[moseyin]

[.......arright, fair enough.]

Sorry, [Cloud mutters instead after turning back around in his chair.] For bein' an ass before.

[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl snorted. A dry sound somewhere close to a laugh. Then shrugged again.]

Didn't lose no sleep over it.

[Which was to say, thanks for the apology.]

[moseyin]

[Cool great, now that that's over let's ignore each other for a while. sound good??? awesome]