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Dan Heng feels a headache coming on. He should only—reasonably so—have to keep track of one chaotic Astral Express member at a time. Unfortunately, he's usually paired up with March 7th and Stelle on most missions.
Usually, it's not so bad. The two of them sometimes even each other in a chaotic version of neutral that Dan Heng can deal with. But of course, that can't be his constant, especially not while revisiting Penacony for Stelle's birthday.
Not that it's actually Stelle's birthday. She doesn't even know her birthday, but Stelle arbitrarily decided on May 4th. Something about the force and it being a star day? Dan Heng likes to keep records of everything, but when Stelle is his main information source, he can't pretend he can parse what she's actually talking about.
“March, where is Stelle?” Dan Heng asks, dreading the answer since he can't see the trash goblin anywhere.
March bites her lip, clutching her camera to her chest. “I lost track of her! I'm so sorry!” she exclaims. “One minute we finding the best place take dramatic photos for her to send to...well-”
Dan Heng holds up a hand to stop the rest of her sentence. “I don't need to know who the pictures are for, unless it has to do with where Stelle went,” he states.
Looking contemplative, March pauses for a moment before shaking her head. “No reason for them to be here,” she replies, sounding slightly unsure. “Unless it's some sort of script...?”
He does not need to piece any parts of the together, so Dan Heng ignores the fact that Stelle is likely sending 'dramatic photos' to a Stellaron Hunter. “Where did you last take photos-”
“DO YOU FEEL LIKE A GOOD FUCKING PERSON ARRESTING ME ON MY BIRTHDAY?!”
Dan Heng winces as both he and March turn their heads to see a security guard from the Bloodhound Family trying to restrain Stelle. They share a look before they head over to save the guard from Stelle. It's going to be a long night.