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[healsgoodman]

WHAT in person
WHERE the streets
WHEN day 78

[ just heading down the street at an ambling pace is this monstrosity. A floating car covered in gold...???


For some strange reason you find yourself strangely compelled to be near it. ]

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[healsgoodman]

[ standing on the payload in full Valkyrie though she looks a bit miffed, to be honest. ]

Really now.

[2beautiful2live]

Is this yours...?

[healsgoodman]

No, it's more of a common piece of property.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[!!!]

Wow.

Nice costume.

[healsgoodman]

'Nice'?

[rightwingman]

You don't look to be enjoying your gold.

[HE'S enjoying the gold, more angels should sit on piles of gold, sign him up for sitting on piles of gold]

[healsgoodman]

A team is supposed to guard a payload.

[leaveshishaton]

[just, sipping coffee inside heavenly grounds and watching it go by thru the window]

Holy shit.

It's like someone turned an armored car on the way to the bank inside out.

[inhibiting]

[ she was getting coffee to go and pauses like. a good five feet away from him but. ]

It's kind of cute. . .

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

Hello there, Chuuya!

[I'M ESCORTING THE PAYLOAD]

[cw_suicide]

[CAME INTO WORK TO HARASS COWORKERS.

SPOTS A CHUUYA.

IMMEDIATELY IGNORING IN FAVOR OF FLOPPING ON TOP OF COUNTER TO MAKE COFFEE FOR HIMSELF FROM THE WRONG SIDE.

hi, he's covered in bandages around his head and one hand and has a limp but EYYY ALIVE.]

[2beautiful2live]

[oh

free money?

sure

just going to go right up to it and pocket some]

[selfidentitytheft]

[shoveling gold into a 99-cent grocery store bag]

Want a bag? I don't have the arms to carry more than one of these.

[deathblossomisready]

[Reaper is not remotely compelled to go anywhere near it.]

[healsgoodman]

[ GROUP UP WITH ME ]

[selfidentitytheft]

Holy shit it's the best parade.

[how much gold can I fit into a grocery tote TIME TO FIND OUT]

[clocked_out]

[Man Dave is antsy for reason. Probably that huge gold-covered floating thing is cursed.

He is just going to scrub tables a lot until the this passes.]

[inhibiting]

[ she's carrying the pachimari plush but ]

. . . um, are you. . . all right?

[cw_suicide]

[yo, Dave-kun.

your missing coworker is turning up.

... he's got more bandages than usual around his head and also has his hand covered more complete, but he seems fine! just. ignore the bit of limp he has because ankle still tender.]

Ya, Dave-kun! How goes it?

[hitreasonimdad]

[. . . near it?

no, no.

ON TOP OF IT.



and then realizing how stupid this is and facepalming really hard]

Why the hell...

[deathblossomisready]

Oh, he finally shows.

[splashofbourbon]

[DPS on the payload? that's unheard of. McCree's scowling at the stupid thing, lighting up his cigarillo]

What's this mess all about now?

[deathblossomisready]

Look who finally decided to show up.

[suckmyglock]

[awkwardly hanging out in McCree's peripheral vision and clearing his throat]

[mindinthegittern]

...you look like you have a better idea than I do.

[staring at it in sort of... bewildered fascination]