missile.

[oathic]

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[gitalong]

Hi, Babo Kim! Yes, I'm looking for... several things! But first, I'm looking for the bag with my name on it. The one we got when we woke up here!

[ he hopes it's not in Mammon's junk pile... he'll never find it if it is ]

[oathic]

Oh? What do you need that for?

[though he'll start looking for it...]

[gitalong]

The bells to call Miss Peach and the others are in it, aren't they? I want to ask Miss Peach something!

[ he says that... but are the bells even in the bag? he doesn't know. ]

[oathic]

... Those were in a box, Missile.

[with that said, he heads over to the box with missile's name, assuming it's never left this room. has it... ever been opened...]

[gitalong]

[ jan, how could you ask such a thing? of course it's never been opened! Missile has no hands to open it with!!! ]

Were they?! All I saw was Akira ringing one, and Miss Pumpkin showed up! I was so surprised too! The bell didn't really look like anything special.

[oathic]

[well.

agni's going to open the box now?? presumably the bells are still there. and anything else missile might've received, who knows.]

I think this is what you're looking for, Missile.

[as he takes the box and shows it to him...]

[gitalong]

Oh, you're right! Thank you, Babo Kim!

[ waddles over to look a the bells, gosh. they sure are........ bell shaped. ]

Now I need to find some cloth and the rest of the stuff I've gotten here... Do you know where any of those are?

[ Babo Kim is just the finder of things now ]

[oathic]

Make sure not to swallow these by accident.

[it's fine, he accepts this life]

Your bag might be a lost cause... Ah, though since you can talk to the girls now, maybe one of them will know? Or at least be able to procure a new one for you.

Clothes should be in the closet, though.

[gitalong]

... Babo Kim... I'm flattered by your belief in me, but even I couldn't eat these! I'd choke on them first!

[ surely they're normal human size bells, right? right??? ]

Thank you for suggesting it, but I don't need clothes! Just cloth! I need to make a bag to carry my things in!

[oathic]

[i believe in you missile]

A bag, huh...? We got a room full of clothes the other day. Plenty of stuff you can use in there.

Want me to help?

[gitalong]

[ yes he is quite good at getting himself killed, i suppose ]

Oh, yes please! Especially at putting it on! I've never work a back bag before!

[oathic]

[yea]

All right. Shall we head there now? You'll probably need some help with the stairs too, huh?

[gitalong]

Yes! Time waits for no doggy, after all!

[ me, inspecting my nails: and baby kim picking him up for transport sure would be great for mem share proximity ]

[oathic]

[you sadist but you got it]

Okie dokie. Let's go!

[he'll reach down to pick up doggo]

[gitalong]

[ haha nice

so

suddenly Babo Kim gets assaulted with the memory of being small, yappy, and having the wall knocked down on him. a whole 3 minutes 20 seconds of it. ]

[oathic]

[uh

what the heck]

... Was your head okay, Missile...?

[gitalong]

Huh? Of course it was! I'm a tough doggie, you know! And I did what I said I would do, too! I made my own path!

[oathic]

By bashing a hole through the door?

[gitalong]

I didn't bash a hole! I finally managed to jump high enough to reach the handle! And then... I wad outside!!!

[oathic]

Oh! That's what you were doing. Yeah, that's smart.

[gitalong]

Isn't it?!

[ debatable ]

And then, I could go find Miss Kamila! And I did!

[oathic]

How'd you get separated from her, anyway?

[gitalong]

Miss Kamila got a call on the "hello?" - I mean, the telephone, and she took a box with her when she left! So I decided to follow her to make sure she didn't get into trouble!

[oathic]

Ah. You're a good guard, huh?

[gitalong]

I try to be!

[ he tries so hard, Babo Kim ]