[ he will come to sit when invited, spreading out his cloak so he doesn't sit on it. marina can see as he approaches that the ink shadows of the week have multiplied, on him, stretching out in places across his pure, white uniform, like a tapestry. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for
we are SO ship shape here. ]
...I'm alright. [ in a manner of speaking, at least. ] You all saw something...?
[ oh rondo... yeah we are super ship shape here. when he finally sits he can see that she just has a thick line of revolving words just sort of serpentine sliding themselves slowly around her neck, her wrists and fingers. TERMINA IS UPON US, the words repeating over and over again like a mantra or a prayer or a warning, or maybe all of them.
still. she scoots closer anyways, looking at those words with a very quiet acknowledgement. ]
We are alive... so there's that... huh.
[ she then nods. ]
The place was a mess - we found foot steps leading out of it towards the theatre. Blood and wine in some places. Gale even found some weird blue substances, and Pickles found some broken glass in the cellar. I think it must be a real mess down there.
[ ah. well. he knows what that is, so that's! Bad. that's bad. poor marina. he frowns at the words a little further, and... unconsciously scoots closer to press his shoulder to hers, gently. if she'll allow the contact, at least. ]
... Some kind of a fight...?
[ what... ]
I... they couldn't have harmed each other, could they...? But why...
[ she stiffens, but in the animal way people do when they aren't touched very often. still, she leans a little into it, offers a gentle hand on his arm if he lets her. she reads those words over and over again and just squeezes a little bit. ]
I think so - refectory to the theatre... where they found Aventurine's body, apparently.
[ her voice goes soft: ]
And... I don't know. I felt like Death has been very helpful to us - they... he... helped Daan procure some medical supplies, and even took a bit of interest in some issues back home...
[ he absolutely will let her! rondo is a very touchy guy so she can rest her hand on his arm. he's very warm.
... ]
Maybe. [ ugh. ] ... I liked Death a lot. They were - they had so many helpful things to say, even if they were a little prickly about it. I... I just wish there was something we could do.
but she just nods quietly in agreement with this. ]
He took an interest in a few things from where Daan and I are from. And he was pretty helpful when it came to asking him about this creature that the ritual put inside us. He told me quite a lot about mine and I... well.
It was helpful in any case.
... maybe they were considered "too helpful."
[ like this was a punishment. cutting off a finger. a hand. a warning. ]
that - that's such an awful thing to think about, that maybe it was that he was too helpful. rondo thinks about the newly revealed profile, the line about a younger sister he barely remembered, and his heart aches.
there's a long, long quiet, before he says: ]
.... We have to find a way out of this. We cannot let his death be in vain.
No. I think we need to do everything in our power to try and right whatever the hell this is. He tried to help us - they all did in their own weirdo ways.
[ some more stand-offish than others, but. still. ]
Just that the only powers we have are our very will, and these... monsters. For better and for worse. And each other, if we can manage to shove our heads together. We have to be able to do something with that...
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we are SO ship shape here. ]
...I'm alright. [ in a manner of speaking, at least. ] You all saw something...?
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still. she scoots closer anyways, looking at those words with a very quiet acknowledgement. ]
We are alive... so there's that... huh.
[ she then nods. ]
The place was a mess - we found foot steps leading out of it towards the theatre. Blood and wine in some places. Gale even found some weird blue substances, and Pickles found some broken glass in the cellar. I think it must be a real mess down there.
The veil seems to hide it all now, though.
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... Some kind of a fight...?
[ what... ]
I... they couldn't have harmed each other, could they...? But why...
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I think so - refectory to the theatre... where they found Aventurine's body, apparently.
[ her voice goes soft: ]
And... I don't know. I felt like Death has been very helpful to us - they... he... helped Daan procure some medical supplies, and even took a bit of interest in some issues back home...
[ she hesitates. ]
Some kind of warning to us...?
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... ]
Maybe. [ ugh. ] ... I liked Death a lot. They were - they had so many helpful things to say, even if they were a little prickly about it. I... I just wish there was something we could do.
[ smashcut to trial ]
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but she just nods quietly in agreement with this. ]
He took an interest in a few things from where Daan and I are from. And he was pretty helpful when it came to asking him about this creature that the ritual put inside us. He told me quite a lot about mine and I... well.
It was helpful in any case.
... maybe they were considered "too helpful."
[ like this was a punishment. cutting off a finger. a hand. a warning. ]
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that - that's such an awful thing to think about, that maybe it was that he was too helpful. rondo thinks about the newly revealed profile, the line about a younger sister he barely remembered, and his heart aches.
there's a long, long quiet, before he says: ]
.... We have to find a way out of this. We cannot let his death be in vain.
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she looks him in the eye with a firm nod. ]
No. I think we need to do everything in our power to try and right whatever the hell this is. He tried to help us - they all did in their own weirdo ways.
[ some more stand-offish than others, but. still. ]
Just that the only powers we have are our very will, and these... monsters. For better and for worse. And each other, if we can manage to shove our heads together. We have to be able to do something with that...