7th Match // [video] New Bark Town

[fuelthefire]

[Today's video features Krieg's masked face, as usual, and, gosh, he sounds kind of angry...]

BREAKING NEWS! The salacious sheriff is a liar and a COWARD!

IF YOU CAN'T FIGHT WITHOUT CANNON FODDER TO HIDE BEHIND THEN SHUT UP AND GET OFF THE MURDERTRAIN!!

[Okay, a lot angry. Public Service Announcement dispensed with, he cuts the feed.]

Comments

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You are right, she won't. Because you will not fight her, because you, myself, and Gaige are going to go get ice cream together.

[There's nothing that cools off a fight quite like ice cream.]

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[Oh, shit! Ice cream!]

She's gotta try all the flavors!

[He's so excited to share ice cream with Gaige and Angel, holy crap]

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Cheesecake and chocolate and cinnamon! All kinds of flavors.

[Disaster avoided. Phew.]

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And berry!

[Angel, don't forget your favorite!]

We'll go as soon as we get back!

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Right! Sounds great.

[She paused just for a moment. She had an idea of something she wanted to try, but she had also promised to go with Jack at some point. Of course, she wasn't certain she had said she would go to try it for the first time. Maybe there was a loophole to be found.

In any case, Ice cream was something she shared with Krieg and a few others. She and Jack might have been doing better, but he wasn't yet deserving of that role.]

You know... Goldenrod has something called fried ice cream. It's like combining our favorite things -- fire and ice cream!

[fuelthefire]

[She already had his full attention - she always does - but he somehow becomes even more focused at that description, bringing the 'Gear yet closer to his face.]

Ice cream melts!

[His words may seem discouraging, but everything else about his demeanor suggests he is extremely ready to hear more.]

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Right? [The enthusiasm in her voice came naturally. Perhaps she didn't care as much about heat and fire, as Krieg did, but that didn't make this so-called fried ice cream any less of a marvel. Her friend was right: ice cream melted]

Promise we will go? I have to know how it works, and I bet it tastes amazing!

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We have to go!

[As if he could say "no" to Angel. Heck, he'd restrained himself during the Azalea festival and hadn't even tried to chew out Jack's jugular because she'd asked him not to, even though he'd really, really wanted to. There's literally no reason he wouldn't promise (and also demand) that they do something she wants to do that he also wants to do.]

As soon as we get there!