[she says, and she's not even bothering to hide that she's crying, because she just is. there's no stopping it. her voice is thick and wet and horrible, and when she comes to stand next to gale, her tail wraps loosely around his ankle.]
[ he is not crying, but he's not much of a crier all things considered. his hands shake a little, but he tightens their grip on one another behind his back. ]
It claims she returned to her Planet. I think I have to hope-- that is possible.
She made it sound as if it were ... a sourcewell. A river. The place from where all soups came and will eventually return, bringing with them their memories and emotions.
Perhaps not the same as you and I standing next to one another, but a meeting of sorts. It is comforting thought, to think that even after death, one's entire being is not reduced to nothingness.
But we are not from her Planet. Nor are we there now. So I find myself wondering what has happened in the meantime. And where she will find herself now.
I don't know, either. I don't know what happened to any of them.
[a wet little sigh, and she wipes her eyes again.]
This place - it's stealing them one by one. And we're not even done yet. There's more, tomorrow. And it used - our stuff, against the four of them. You heard, right?
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[she says, and she's not even bothering to hide that she's crying, because she just is. there's no stopping it. her voice is thick and wet and horrible, and when she comes to stand next to gale, her tail wraps loosely around his ankle.]
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It claims she returned to her Planet. I think I have to hope-- that is possible.
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[sniff.]
It sounded really nice.
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Perhaps not the same as you and I standing next to one another, but a meeting of sorts. It is comforting thought, to think that even after death, one's entire being is not reduced to nothingness.
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It sounded peaceful. No judgement, just resting. [...] She - she was...
[bites her lip violently to not start crying in earnest again.]
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But we are not from her Planet. Nor are we there now. So I find myself wondering what has happened in the meantime. And where she will find herself now.
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[a wet little sigh, and she wipes her eyes again.]
This place - it's stealing them one by one. And we're not even done yet. There's more, tomorrow. And it used - our stuff, against the four of them. You heard, right?
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Yes. Raphael, the House of Hope. This place does know how to pull a villain from our heads, doesn't it? Last week, Laudna's Delilah ...
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Not entirely convinced Delilah isn't a devil too. [she mutters.] Belongs in the Hells, anyway.
[... exhaustedly:]
We've got to find three people tomorrow.
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[ just a lil wizard joke to lighten the mood. ]
We'll focus on one at a time. And see where it leads us.
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a beat, and then she shifts so she can hug him. sorry, she Needs it]
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... You would have been proud of Astarion and I earlier. We had a good talk.
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[she will stay here, then. also, that does make her feel a little better.]
What'd you talk about?
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[ yeah he can stay in the hug that's fine. occasionally doing that man thing where they will pat your back. ]
It was strange.
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Apologized for what exactly? Were you fighting?
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... Well, alright. Glad you're getting along, then.