Week 7

[airlockedmods]

[Well that weekend sucked. The Champions are down a dad and a bean and shrinking their numbers smaller and smaller, less and less.

There's no sign of life in the spaceport aside from PAL's omnipresent voice and SIS, the helpful asSIStant who has some control over certain heres and theres in the spaceport. She (and PAL) are available at all times and can appear anywhere if called. There is, however, a new floor to explore. Just hop in the elevator and pchoo.]


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[kingshaming]

I don't know if your hardlight body can feel that or not, but I know the feelings behind your attempts are real. And that is what's important.

[airlockedmods]

[SIS is still a quiet for a long minute, processing his words in his computer brain and letting them just sort of settle. She sets down the stuffed animal in his lap and, with more fluidity than with Noctis, she wraps her hardlight arms around him in a slightly odd side hug.

She's not soft and she's barely warm but, as he said, the feelings are real. And that is what's important.]

[kingshaming]

[And Xander hugs her back]

Thank you, SIS. You are a good friend, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

[airlockedmods]

Xander, you- [There's a slight waver in her voice, a slight change in her pitch.] Despite everything, you are a good man. I want you to know that.

[And then she's gone.]