[ well it's easy to do because he's standing around somewhere, rubbing the ends of his gloved fingers together and looking at the blue staining there and clearly deep in thought.
enough that he startles a little when the tail comes around his wrist, looking up at her. ]
[ showing her. its just some of the lil blue spots. ]
I was in the Refectory, with Marina, and the dog. There was a bit of a mess in there. Footprints and broken doors and tables. Some sort of fight, I'm sure.
[ but she's asked, so he'll do his duty as party leader (in his own head) and make a decision. ]
For now, we should discuss what we've found. And then I expect we shall wait until the other overseers show their faces again, as I imagine they will have thoughts on this outcome. With any luck, it will be soon.
[noooo she doesn't want to discuss she wants to beat the shit out of whoever is responsible!!!]
You couldn't find the others either, huh. [...] I hate this. Talking's not going to get us anywhere, we haven't even got bodies to look at or talk to or whatever.
[ yeah. well, he's been fairly detached - pretty gale-typical grin and bear it and still with his upbeat cadence and a full two steps back from the emotional implications of whatever is about to unfold - but this statement makes him grimace fully. arms crossing over his chest. ]
They were roaming the Gate. They chased a person down on a list, paralyzed them, and took their hand off, then killed them. The hands were proof for their initiation thing.
[ making a face. yucky. i don't know if he's seen the TERRIBLE PENTAGRAM but he'll have thoughts about that too. ]
I can see where you're going with this. So, sacrifices beginning, and either this cult is truly no different than the ones we've encountered, or cults simply aren't branching their styles out enough.
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enough that he startles a little when the tail comes around his wrist, looking up at her. ]
Oh. Hello, Karlach.
[ honestly he just sounds like normal ol' gale. ]
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Hi. What are you looking at? [what did you get into...]
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I was in the Refectory, with Marina, and the dog. There was a bit of a mess in there. Footprints and broken doors and tables. Some sort of fight, I'm sure.
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[...]
I don't get it, is this the ritual starting?
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[ sighing out. reaching over with the other hand to just. patpat her on the tail. ]
One has to imagine so. But Death too? Odd, that.
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If Death died because they were trying to look out for us -- [OUUUGH mad. her hair has little licks of flame in it.]
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Hard to say at this point. They often referred to themselves as a betrayer of sorts, though whom they were acting against remains to be seen.
Perhaps it is a message. Obey, or you will be treated the same as the rest of the sacrifices.
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[she growls it.]
What are we going to do about it?
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[ but she's asked, so he'll do his duty as party leader (in his own head) and make a decision. ]
For now, we should discuss what we've found. And then I expect we shall wait until the other overseers show their faces again, as I imagine they will have thoughts on this outcome. With any luck, it will be soon.
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You couldn't find the others either, huh. [...] I hate this. Talking's not going to get us anywhere, we haven't even got bodies to look at or talk to or whatever.
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[ another patpat on the tail. ]
I understand. But talking is our best weapon so far. Someone will eventually know something, with any luck.
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Not any fucking good at talking. [grumbles. she's just pouting, now.
it makes her less sad, at least.]
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[ i mean, she's plenty good at the punching things part too, but ... ]
You've quite good at speaking on many difficult subjects.
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[a pause, and then:]
Gods, Gale, there's so many kids here. [speaking of difficult subjects.]
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Yes. There are.
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I won't let them get in the line of fire. [that's just. it's really important.]
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gale nods, looking down mostly at his boots. ]
I agree. But we may not be on a battlefield as much as standing in the middle of an encircling inferno.
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Then we keep the littles to the middle and stand on the edges. [stubbornly!!]
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We shall do our upmost.
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she sighs, and then:]
... You didn't see the Bhaal cult, did you. With the hands?
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[ he's shaking. where is this going. he can take a guess. ]
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[SO YOU CAN. SEE WHERE SHE IS GOING WITH THIS]
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I can see where you're going with this. So, sacrifices beginning, and either this cult is truly no different than the ones we've encountered, or cults simply aren't branching their styles out enough.
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Yeah. Think they could stand to be less samey with their rituals. [...] Stay close, alright?