[[ Chip's steps increase in speed, until he's basically running. Due to how dark it is, and the fact that he isn't paying attention to where he's going, he smacks into something ahead of him. The impact sends him to the floor, cussing the way down. ]]
[[ He rubs at his head, looking up to see Dakota's glowing eyes and a seemingly unconscious Ramb in its arms. ]]
shit! are you okay? is he okay? what's going on?
[[ He jumps up, reaching to place a comforting hand on Dakota's shoulder. ]]
@chipthecoolpippins @battington-the-bat
Oh. Chip. Hello, dear. I'm just. Trying to find a revivemint.
[in the faint light of its eyes, chip can see its hand phasing through the glass of the ball machine, rummaging around the prize capsules. its other arm is holding ramb to its chest. it's shaking.]
I myself am perfectly fine. Aside from the gash in my arm and the headache from the mantle. How are you, dear?
