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Who: rabbit, kravitz, ren & maybe lup and taako
What: dragging a robot dragon back to camp
When: late october
Where: camp BASE
Warnings: na

[On any given day, Ren brings home quite the assortment of trash. Treasures, sand, dirt, seashells sometimes there's an occasional useful item in the mix of garbage.

She's lacking her usual overflowing bag of stuff when she returns home today. Instead? She's got like an actual person. A robot person. Hopefully Rabbit's not too disturbed by the intentionally posed robot arms or weird, wooden birds all over their campsite. This place is a mess, but an organized, chaotic mess, filled with tents, blankets and other nonsense. There's a phoenix and raven just hovering in the camp, as well as a couple cats that are all too confused by the sudden arrival. The lobster in the nearby tank doesn't seem to care about anything, which is whatever.

It's fine.

Ren doesn't seem too keen on explaining, like, anything. Because it's island time, so that's whatever too. But she does point out that 'This is a very safe place to sleep' and 'TunaMelt will find you here-it's okay' since that seems like the right thing to do. Or something. ]

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[Look. This isn't the first time Ren has brought something back to camp. In fact, it happens basically every day, if he thought about it. Most of the time it's just a 'treasure' that's likely only very important to her. Not that that doesn't make it important to her, of course, it's just... well, it isn't a person. It's not typically a person. And until Kravitz hears the stuttered voice, the snap of joints and hiss of hot air that he realizes at least 20% of what's happening and emerges from the largest tent, looking a little more than slightly nervous.]

Uhm... hello, there. Do you need something?

[His voice feels pinched, even if he's trying very hard to sound like a confident person and not someone completely out of his depth.]

[you want confidence? watch this]

C-c-could use a tall glass o' water! Extra ice. Thanks, fella!

[Hello, Kravitz, everything belongs to the robot now. Now that Ren's brought her here to stay, Rabbit has no problem with unloading her crap right in the middle of camp, not necessarily minding if it's in anyone's way or not. First comes the shattered astronaut helmet, unceremoniously dropped to the ground, where it rolls around before settling at the man's feet. Next comes her accordion, handled with a little more love, set aside just enough so she doesn't accidentally kick right through it.

Rabbit straightens up with a violent CRACK of her back, the lopsided grin at her mouth never once disappearing.]

Soooo where am I s-sleepin'? Gotta have my own space.

Y-- I doubt you need that.

[Look, he's learned things, like how to speak like a person! That's what nearly 2 years of Taaco twin bullying will do to you. He gingerly sidesteps the helmet and instrument, moving to intercept her before she goes running off somewhere and he loses complete control of the situation.]

I, uhm, are you staying here? Now?

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guess who forgot to tag literally anything, oops

binch how could u

you say a month later