[her tail does a little bounce, gently thwapping his foot once.]
That's why I asked. Some people do better with the swords than the leftovers. [jeeze, though. no wonder he's jumpy. she's quiet for about half a second, and then:]
Good, though. That's - I'm glad you're done with it for now. Granted, you're here, so that's terrible, but you're out.
If no one else, you'd be the last person to tell me I'm full of shit if I told you...
[ She's literally a tiefling that just talked about being in the Hells, like. If she didn't believe him then there is no hope. ]
...I spent the last few days trapped in a pretty terrible city. Prehevil, capital of Bohemia. Torn by the war -- it was the Kaiser's goal, or so everyone suspects.
[ There's a silence here that's thick with not knowing how to begin, where to begin, whether he wants to even tell her. ]
A lot of hostiles. Unbelievable things -- overflowing with the occult gone wrong...
[to her credit - she said she was a good listener, and she is. and what he says she does believe! it doesn't even sound that strange to her. her tail settles on his foot again and stays there. just a connection, something to be grounded with.]
Gods. [she says, after a moment.] So like, monsters?
[occult is a funny term in faerun, because magic is real and people regularly commune with and talk to the gods, but she's gotten the impression from her short stay here so far that what's normal for her is witchcraft for others.
she means to say more, but she stops. that's good, she thinks - encouraging, if he wants to keep going.]
[instinctively, she leans, shoulder pressing against his.
also not the fucking moon]
... Sounds terrible. [she says, after a moment, softer than normal.] I've got a pretty solid imagination, but... twisted by the moonlight? So they weren't them anymore.
I probably only can here because this situation is also very bizarre.
...
Yeah. A pretty bad couple of days.
[ Speaking of a couple of days really love that we're not out of intro weekend and have just busted through 100 comments in our pc, let's fucking go. ]
Nah, don't be like that. I believe it. I believe you.
Not to one-up you, but I have seen some shit, so I can - empathize, I think's the word. Shit's awful, but it's going to get better. Promise. Even if it's just in little ways.
[silence, for just a second.]
You really couldn't have expected to be sitting here telling someone like me all this, either. Bet that wasn't on the old horrors bingo.
[HELP WE REALLY DID hot damn i didn't even realize, we turbo'd]
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...
Guess there's something to be said about having to do things on the medical side though. Very horrible things...
...
It's over, of course. At least for now. Peace talks began, what, a week ago... two.
[ So... like... he's VERY freshly free from war. Truly, things keep coming and never stop coming. ]
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That's why I asked. Some people do better with the swords than the leftovers. [jeeze, though. no wonder he's jumpy. she's quiet for about half a second, and then:]
Good, though. That's - I'm glad you're done with it for now. Granted, you're here, so that's terrible, but you're out.
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No rest permitted, I suppose...
Sure, I'm glad to be off the front lines. But I'm more glad to be out of that city...
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she glances at him, head tilted.]
City?
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If no one else, you'd be the last person to tell me I'm full of shit if I told you...
[ She's literally a tiefling that just talked about being in the Hells, like. If she didn't believe him then there is no hope. ]
...I spent the last few days trapped in a pretty terrible city. Prehevil, capital of Bohemia. Torn by the war -- it was the Kaiser's goal, or so everyone suspects.
[ There's a silence here that's thick with not knowing how to begin, where to begin, whether he wants to even tell her. ]
A lot of hostiles. Unbelievable things -- overflowing with the occult gone wrong...
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Gods. [she says, after a moment.] So like, monsters?
[occult is a funny term in faerun, because magic is real and people regularly commune with and talk to the gods, but she's gotten the impression from her short stay here so far that what's normal for her is witchcraft for others.
she means to say more, but she stops. that's good, she thinks - encouraging, if he wants to keep going.]
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[ Anything and everything. He's still not wholly sure how to take it in, but he's only had a mere three days after all. He's stopped his busywork. ]
Twisted by the moonlight.
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also not the fucking moon]
... Sounds terrible. [she says, after a moment, softer than normal.] I've got a pretty solid imagination, but... twisted by the moonlight? So they weren't them anymore.
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He doesn't move. ]
...No...
Probably not.
Easier to think they aren't.
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[she says this almost immediately.]
What'd you do? Fight them off?
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Whatever that needed to happen.
Not much choice than to keep moving. Otherwise.
...
...And now... this.
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You can't catch a break, huh. [...] Sorry. You don't deserve all this.
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Pardon all that. It's.
Nobody would believe me, I'm sure...
Wouldn't know who I'd even tell.
I probably only can here because this situation is also very bizarre.
...
Yeah. A pretty bad couple of days.
[ Speaking of a couple of days really love that we're not out of intro weekend and have just busted through 100 comments in our pc, let's fucking go. ]
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Not to one-up you, but I have seen some shit, so I can - empathize, I think's the word. Shit's awful, but it's going to get better. Promise. Even if it's just in little ways.
[silence, for just a second.]
You really couldn't have expected to be sitting here telling someone like me all this, either. Bet that wasn't on the old horrors bingo.
[HELP WE REALLY DID hot damn i didn't even realize, we turbo'd]
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[ Shit sucks. Really sucks. He definitely wants it to suck less. He's sorry if you somehow went through worse than he did, because lordt.
He's back to quiet again. Better. Sylvian's Mercy, he can only hope. ]
No it wasn't.
Kind of feels like I'm still dreaming.
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Yeah, I feel that. It's getting harder to roll with the punches.
[but. she lets out a big sigh, shaking it out.]
I could pinch you if you'd like. [this is a joke]
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After you've been demonstrating how easily you can rip cloth with those? Thank you, I think I'll pass.
[ This is as close as he gets to a joke back. ]