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Who: Exael, others
When: Day 5, Afternoon
Where: The Arena.
What: Game 3

[ Another day, another blast of the trumpets, another game.

Exael is there this time, in her human guise, standing in the center of the arena, and in the center of a giant circular mirror with a clock face painted on, that has been installed in the floor beneath her.

Both of the painted hands are currently pointed towards XII

Exael raises both her arms with a flourish and calls out as people enter: ]

Come one, come all! Take your positions, for soon the curtains will rise on our next act!

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[ MAYBE WE'RE GOING TO PLAY HANDHOLDING BATTLE ]

Where do you want to go?

[ OK BUT YOU'RE NOT GOING TO WIN ]

How about to the left?

[ if u want to get into a brawl we can brawl ]

Mmmmmmm.

[ noncommittal reply ]

[ what are you talking about we're totally civil here ]

[ shoves ]

[ CHEERFULLY LAYS INTO HIM WITH A MEAN RIGHT HOOK THO ]

[ omg ]

[ staggers back, taking the brunt of their fist. ]

Let's travel together.

[ :)!!!!! ]

[ . . . ]

[ . . . . . ]

[ a shift in demeanor - smiles, a beastly look in his eyes ]

Fine.

[ PUNCHES THEM BACK ]

[ G R I N S and takes the punch solidly, trying to latch onto his arm though in return ]

[ I'm glad we had this talk ]

[ laughs, allowing that, punching them with his free hand though ]

[ feel free to use them as a punching bag while they try to slam you into the ground ]

[ ahhhhhhh ]

[ thrashes about as he's thrown to the ground, and then stills completely again ]

[ . . . ]

. . . . . Hey, Jasper. What am I doing on the ground?

We were having a discussion. Are you ready to go now?

Uhm.

Yeah, let's go.

[ gggets up ]

[ doesn't let go of jasper tho ]

[ u have convinced me ]

[ yay let's go~ ]

[ so we're going to where the cages were, right. . .yeah. . . . ]

[ yes!

I think. ]

[ a+ us ]

[ the cages in the bower have vanished.

but the chameleon and the songbird are there, waiting expectantly. the chameleon has also gotten bigger, and attentively watches Gertrude approach. The songbird flies over, and perches on Enkidu's shoulder. It's plumage is a brilliant red, now ]