[* Somewhere in the future, a monster worn out by time is taking a moment to rest and think of what came before.]
[* A familiar scene enters his mind, from about the middle of his tenure in the steamworks...]
[* He had just taken a group photo with a few coworkers - including Callas, of course.]
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"Gwahaha! Congratulations, Oliver! You're the Head of Botany now!"
"It's really nothing- Don't touch me, Cal."
"Awwww, c'mon! Just a hug?" "Hahaha- Alrighty Cal, lay off the man!" "Ahaha- Alright, alright, Chujin. Hey, Inno! How about some drinks later? Oscar said he'd pay!"
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[* The lizard considered for a moment, nodding along.]
"Normally, I'd say no, but..."
[* He'd slowly gain a relaxed grin, and softly chuckled.]
"Well, if you're there, I doubt you'd let me get so wasted I can't even get home on my own. So, why not? Sure."
"Besides, I need to get out for once. Most of the time I'm either here, or home."
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[ He took Inno into a tight hug, before doing the same with Chujin and out of excitement, like a dog, hugged Oliver. ] "Ah- Sorry, Oliver." "...I'll let it slide this once." "Alright! Well, are ya ready? It's good you're doing something for a change! GWAHAHA- Oscar's gonna realize he's gonna lose the bet once we arrive!" [ The dragon smiled and let out a boisterous and hearty laugh, enough for it to echo throughout the Steamworks Facility. ] "You're laughing too hard again!" "Sorry, just can't help myself. Me and my little buddy out to go get some drinks! This is great! Not only do i get to hang with ya, i get 50 G out of it!"
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[* Inno nervously chuckled along - don't mistake, he doesn't mind the attention, but the more physical affection of the other monster tended to fluster him, even if it was likely just platonic.]
[* Likely.]
[* Not to mention hearing his laugh sent a warm feeling through his entire -]
[*... Anywho.]
"A-Aheh, as far as I know, I'm ready."
[* He'd check his pockets just to make sure his few important belongings are there - which they are - and he'd nod.]
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"Ehhh- Yer a lil slow, Inno, here-" [ He picks up Inno like he's nothing and carries him over his shoulder. ] "Should be easier to get to Oscars! Alright- Hold tight-" "Chujin, we should go head for Oscar's house while Cal's doing his antics." "Good idea-"
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[* In the present, Inno's throat felt tighter, as he held back tears.]
[* This only steeled his resolve. He needs to figure out what happened to them. Surely... they don't hate him.]
[* ... though the alternative isn't very fun to think of.]
[* He'd choose to rest where he was for a bit. And have a bit of a cry. Even he's willing to admit it's necessary.]
[ As if somehow, a gust of wind blew gently through the home, knocking over papers and making a photo float gently to the floor. Was it fate or was it a coincidence it just so happened to appear? ]