rondo's out by the water after all of that! he's keeping his distance for the most part and letting people come find him, but. he's sitting with his hair down around his shoulders, playing with a ribbon in between his fingers, and is just awfully quiet. even his thoughtshare is just a complicated jumble of black squiggles. ]
Sure. But realistically, what the fuck are we going to do? We know the wish can't bring them all back to life. I was surprised she even stood back up today, honestly. And everybody I talked to was upset that there weren't any options to save her - but you all did.
You put all this weight on your shoulders to save everybody and knock your own ass out when you can't meet impossible standards. It's silly.
[even if she's a hypocrite but we're not talking about that]
[ he just can't stop thinking about it - of everything that was said and not said today, it was kate's reaction and karlach's single thought that hurt him the most. and laudna but fuck her (no)
because it's right. he can't just bring everyone back. (and how devastating a reminder it was on friday, to wake up to the body announcement with the plan already in place.)
rondo lets her lean, looking out at the water. ]
... I know, I just... [ I want them all back too. ] ...Nothing about it felt good. None of it.
[ he repeats, softy, agreeing. that's what it means, sometimes, to walk with the flame. it's what it meant to face sir sazantos, in hell, too. he hated it, but it was - to fight him was what had to be done.
his weight leans a little more into hers. ] And... we'll find a way to get them all back. They're looking for one, too. They're somewhere, alive. We just have to keep holding onto that.
Oh...! Um, no, but, yes. Hang on, I have something... someone gave it to me right after we talked about Miss Camille. It's not really about doing anything, but... It is some heartening news. Here.
[ rondo reaches into his breast pocket, and after a moment, pulls out a small, folded piece of paper. ]
—been monitoring everyone's conditions upon arrival, and after a month of consistent results, it seems safe to conclude this much: no one here has a connection to their monsters. They lose their power and forego the ability to grant themselves a wish, but in turn, can no longer be possessed and manipulated by the cult in such a way.
Could it have something to do with this place? Meanwhile, they've only been getting themselves into more trouble lately, which is a headache, but I can't discourage their efforts.
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w4, tuesday
rondo's out by the water after all of that! he's keeping his distance for the most part and letting people come find him, but. he's sitting with his hair down around his shoulders, playing with a ribbon in between his fingers, and is just awfully quiet. even his thoughtshare is just a complicated jumble of black squiggles. ]
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You're a good person. [she sees that ribbon.] Quit beating yourself up or I'll do it for you.
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he looks a little startled, and then like. guilty? and then sad, and then ducks his head. ]
...If you say so. What you thought was right, though.
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Sure. But realistically, what the fuck are we going to do? We know the wish can't bring them all back to life. I was surprised she even stood back up today, honestly. And everybody I talked to was upset that there weren't any options to save her - but you all did.
You put all this weight on your shoulders to save everybody and knock your own ass out when you can't meet impossible standards. It's silly.
[even if she's a hypocrite but we're not talking about that]
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because it's right. he can't just bring everyone back. (and how devastating a reminder it was on friday, to wake up to the body announcement with the plan already in place.)
rondo lets her lean, looking out at the water. ]
... I know, I just... [ I want them all back too. ] ...Nothing about it felt good. None of it.
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silence, for a bit, as her hand clench and unclench. almost absently. one hand settles on her thigh and curls.]
You've got to do horrible things to get a good ending sometimes, Rondo. I know you know that.
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[ he repeats, softy, agreeing. that's what it means, sometimes, to walk with the flame. it's what it meant to face sir sazantos, in hell, too. he hated it, but it was - to fight him was what had to be done.
his weight leans a little more into hers. ] And... we'll find a way to get them all back. They're looking for one, too. They're somewhere, alive. We just have to keep holding onto that.
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Right. [her fingers dig into her thigh, and then ease up.] You hear anything new from anybody? About doing things.
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[ rondo reaches into his breast pocket, and after a moment, pulls out a small, folded piece of paper. ]
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Huh. [...] That's good, though, that's more news. I'm glad we're seeing these.
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[ thank god, honestly. rondo's second largest fear of this entire process. ]
And it sounds like our companions are lively, somewhere, so... that's nice to hear, too. I only pray they can find a way to us.