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[grifball]

[Well the armor might be familiar to some of you. Even the coloring. And you are already swearing under your breath, aren't you?]

[If you want to know why they're swearing, just keep watching. You'll catch on.]

You know what? I thought I finally caught a break. After dealing with all that shit with the Meta, all I want to be dreaming about is swimming in sea of snack cakes. Actually, I’m pretty sure that was what I was dreaming about before I got dumped here with the theme park mascot that came in and ruined everything. Yeah sure free candy is awesome, but at what cost? A long ass information dump that I may or may not have tuned out about three seconds in?

[Spoiler alert: he did tune out the Moogle.]

Whatever, I’m going back to sleep. This actually might be the first time I’ll be glad to wake up during one of Sarge’s staff meetings.

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[grifball]

[Admittedly Grif isn't the best ambassador Red Team could have sent. Then again-]

What's that? Sorry, too busy testing out the very logical means of getting out of this place. [Simmons would be so proud.] Seriously? Another one?!

[Everything else you said is now negated why are there bats whyyyyyyyy]

[dork_of_keys]

[Sora finds that the best way to get Bruce out of the way is tuck under one arm like a football and handle the communicator with his free hand. Bruce clearly (and loudly) objects and he isn't really staying still either.]

Huh? Another what?

[grifball]

[Fuck fuck fuck it's moving make it stop that.] Another one of those technicolor terrors. It's like one of my nightmares made sweet love to my sister's plush toys.

[dork_of_keys]

[And then it dawns on him.]

The bat?

[Sora knows what a phobia is, of course, he realizes what a problem this could be. So does Bruce, apparently. However, the bat seems to see potential hilarity in it. He stops squirming long enough for Sora to decide to put him down and just waits, patiently and quietly while out of frame...]

I think about half of us here have a bat. They're the only flying Spirits we can get the dream pieces for yet. There's a lot of Nightmare bats hanging around too.

[grifball]

[Fuck your bat Sora. Fuck. Your. Bat.]

Well. I'm not leaving the hotel ever. Thanks for that.

[dork_of_keys]

[There are no fucks given on the bat's end. No sooner has Grif finished talking than Bruce pops, filling the screen once again and shrieking like a banshee.]

Gah! Bruce!

[This action serves to cause Sora to drop the communicator, giving Bruce a little more uninterrupted bastard time before Sora retrieves the device and chicks the bat out the window.]

[grifball]

GAH! God dammit! [Sora why? Why do you do this?]

Jesus kid are you trying to freak me out with tha- where did the bat go?

[dork_of_keys]

[It's not him, it's the bat.]

Hey, I didn't do it. And he went out the window. Not for the first time either.