Deer Country In-Box

[burnitblack]

un: dabi  *cla-chick* ... what?  *growl* [ that would be his omen ] [ contact through his omni stone can be text, audio, or video. contact through his omen can be visual, mental, or physical. ]

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i'm a law breaker

[burnitblack]

[he's not part of the "everyone" crowd because he doesn't play those stupid things. the point still stands. a real car's going nowhere with you at the wheel. looking for buttons.

oy, oy. he didn't say...

...

tch. guess he never did specify a "when", did he. great.]

it's late. wait till tomorrow. i'm already settled.

[he's not moving for you.]

lmao as it seems

[comecatchthesehands]

[Time to find a working arcade to prove his point on.

Thankfully he at least looks down at the message before actually going too far.]

All you had to say was you wanted your beauty sleep. Tomorrow then. I'll meet you some time after noon. You can tell me when, but not earlier than that.

[L a z y.]

[burnitblack]

[as if there are any here. better get to cutting out cardboard steering wheels.

is dabi a dick enough to wait to say "nah" long enough to see shigaraki likely out the front door?

... yep.]

it's night outside. why the hell would i invite ya to come see something this late? this place is fucked up at night even worse than the day.

[yeah, they normally moved at night back home, but trench is real fucking far from "home" like this. afternoon works.]

4 pm.

[comecatchthesehands]

[Where there's a will, there's a way.

But also. J e r k.]

Bold of you to assume these trash pulls are a challenge. 4pm tomorrow. Don't be late.

[burnitblack]

[he hasn't changed. this is his prime time entertainment.]

whatever ya say, fearless leader.

[he'll be a few minutes late.]