[ It's not that Allie was determined to avoid the scavenger hunt, but rather than she didn't know where to start. It felt like she'd spent the last six months forgetting how to be normal and while there was a lot about Beacon that was painfully familiar? Everybody seemed strangely relaxed about the fact that they were dead, and or, stuck in a place of eternal darkness. She'd come to expect that of everyone back in New Ham but here? She'd spent months wishing there were adults around to help fix things back home and in coming here she'd realized they weren't any better at all this than a bunch of teenagers.
Her conversation with Kol had been one of the few that hadn't left her feeling like they were all doomed. Not just because he had a natural confidence that she couldn't help but lean into, but because he didn't look at the world the same way as everyone else. It was... refreshing, after so much time spent screaming into the void and he was perhaps the only person (outside of Grizz) who could have lured her into this little game of the Keeper's. ]
Almost didn't recognize you. [ She'd been too polite to mention the very very poorly fitting clothes he'd had on when they'd met, but now that she knew it wasn't a fashion choice? She didn't mind poking a little fun. ]
It's, ah - [ A grin playing on her lips as she pulls the sleeves down over the palms of her hands. The loose-knit sweater that hung from her slight frame, doing little to shield her from the cold. ] Quite the improvement.
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Her conversation with Kol had been one of the few that hadn't left her feeling like they were all doomed. Not just because he had a natural confidence that she couldn't help but lean into, but because he didn't look at the world the same way as everyone else. It was... refreshing, after so much time spent screaming into the void and he was perhaps the only person (outside of Grizz) who could have lured her into this little game of the Keeper's. ]
Almost didn't recognize you. [ She'd been too polite to mention the
very verypoorly fitting clothes he'd had on when they'd met, but now that she knew it wasn't a fashion choice? She didn't mind poking a little fun. ]It's, ah - [ A grin playing on her lips as she pulls the sleeves down over the palms of her hands. The loose-knit sweater that hung from her slight frame, doing little to shield her from the cold. ] Quite the improvement.