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Ouch. Nineteen was pretty late. How old was Jade, anyway? Maybe about seventeen, or something? Or like, a really fucking tall fifteen year-old. Maybe. Especially if she was the 'aged by fucked up traumatic shit' type. Was Laura that type? She sure seemed to be headed that way. "It's okay," she...

Laura gave herself a moment, and willed the emotions back down. She could be upset later. Always 'later', as if there was ever going to be a good time to get extremely fucking upset. "Well, while I was away from home for uni, my... My purrloin went missing. 'Ran away', my parents said. Decided...

"Nah, I saw loads of people with ostensible ordinary 'mon while I was on the ship," agreed Laura. "And my 'mon, including the ones with me here, are pretty ordinary. But... Well, it's like this." She'd played out conversations like this over and over again in her head, usually wondering if...

"Me? No. No, the ones I've been dealing with aren't... like that. It's weird, actually... You know, I don't know how to talk about it? Before this trip I don't think I ever actually talked about any of it to other humans. Hell, I barely kept most of my team in the loop, just in case. It sort...

Laura nodded, a little too fervently. Was Jade implying she had had run-ins of her own? Hard to tell. Increasingly anxiety-inducing. Better plough on. "Um, yeah. Well, I mean, not with doing any experiments myself. Just, the organisation I'm, uh, investigating... They seem to be making a bunch...

Laura laughed sheepishly and gripped her glass tightly. "Well, there's me, there's Gladion, there's Odette... Or at least, I think so. I might not even be onto something with this, but it sure was fucking weird that the first person I spoke to also had experience with genetically engineered...

Laura chuckled nervously. "Yeah, I've been there. I mean, that sounds a lot like me. I've shelled out to spectate live at my local gym a few times, but I've never been to anything like this. Howls, I'm barely halfway into my first circuit, even. My friends have been doing circuits since before...

Neither of them seemed to lead the way, exactly, but by walking with each other in a vaguely directionless way, they found themselves at a table near the bar top. That was alright by Laura, it meant not having to cross an empty room to order drinks. She swallowed the usual awkward nonsense she...

Laura shrugged, scratching the back of her neck. "I, uh... don't know if I am. Don't a lot of countries have a legal age of twenty, twenty-one? But like, they must serve mocktails and shit, right? It's not exactly packed in here, they'll serve us." She waved over at the octillery tending bar...

Despite how well her chance meeting at the lake had gone, Laura was full of jitters. Everywhere was either busy, and therefore exhausting, or empty, and therefore bound to make her feel like crap. Mal and Sleet had both fucked off somewhere. She was thirsty. Ugh. Time to try out this 'Sap...