scawwy ✦ karlach cliffgate

[recession]

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[ablazement]

[she tries to give him a little bit of privacy with the writing, looking away, up.]

Ugh. [the flames calm down, though, at least. deep breath.] Figures he wouldn't stop haunting me.

[recession]

...Things do seem to come back regularly, don't they.

They never quite leave, no...

[ablazement]

[she shakes out her hands.]

Fuck. Okay. Start over. Morning. We haven't got any stupid fucking reminders on us. How's it going.

[recession]

[ He scoffs a little under his breath. It's a soft sound, understanding how bizarre her attempt is, but still -- it's an attempt. ]

...Assigned housing. Looks like we've got them.

[ablazement]

[she'll take it!]

I've got the Mortuary. Where'd you land?

[recession]

The cabin.

[ His condolences, unless she's into that thing, then congratulations? ]

...The other people in there are also a relatively friendly, if not colourful bunch.

It's pretty crowded.

[ablazement]

[she's not too picky where she sleeps, and she's in the same place as gale and astarion, so! it works.]

Crowded can be good and bad. Depends on the people. [swish swish tail.] You feel connected to it, too? I've got this itchy feeling when I think about the Mortuary.

[recession]

I don't know that I feel connected, per se...

[ Unless I'm stupid and it was written somewhere but I just checked and I don't see one. ]

Wouldn't surprise me much, though. They have one theme going for them, and they're using it.

[ablazement]

[it's a like, spiritual sense that they are claimed by the building but easily ignorable according to Questions]

Yeah. This place has got one setting and it's creep. [she rubs at her neck.] I hate just standing around waiting, you know? It's making me twitchy.

[recession]

[ MY MORNING DISCORD BACKLOG ]

Haven't found that axe you're looking for, yet? [ ... ] What else did you get in your crate?

[ablazement]

[IT'S SO EASY TO MISS DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT

anyway she. hesitates here, and then:]

Okay, don't freak out, and I'll tell you.

[recession]

[ CONCERN? He's already assuming the worst. Like it's a severed head. ]

...Alright, I'm steeled.

[ablazement]

[close!]

Um. [clears her throat.] My old heart. Or I think - at least, I think it's my old heart, it's not like I know what it looks like.

[recession]

...

[ That is so alarming on so many points. ]

And it's... okay?

Did you get it in ice?

[ It's not going to rot, is it? ]

[ablazement]

It was a little... melty?

[ALARMING]

But Pesto helped me put it in a preserve jar today! So it - should be okay? I think?

[recession]

...

Hopefully.

[ LORD. He's not entirely sure if he'd recommend putting that back in her if it's melty but also some [REDACTED] stuff so maybe it could be done... ]

That's very.

Extreme.

[ablazement]

[she is very conflicted on whether or not she wants it back in her honestly especially when they're in the middle of nowhere and all the water is blood flavored]

Hah! Hah. Aaaaaahhhhhh. [.-.]

[recession]

...

Another hateful thing to add to the list of complaints we'd like to compile for the village as a spite letter before we leave...?

[ablazement]

I'm going to write a letter in all capitals. If I don't break the pencil in half.

[recession]

Sounds good if you ask me.

...

Was it... um... something you were hoping to get back...?

[ablazement]

[a big sigh, and she tilts her head back, looking up at the sky.]

Yeah. I... [there's a little shiver, as the name on her back changes into something else.] Yeah. Maybe not like this, but beggars can't be choosers.

[recession]

[ As long as Karlach is facing him he can't see it and he isn't going to be going out of his way to look, that's for sure. ]

I do think we could afford complaining though, for sure.

[ ...He'd offer to help but uh. You know. No facilities, powers off, her heart being an INFERNAL ENGINE and all, it is way above his paygrade to even start trying to consider it. ]

We'll keep it safe until you can.

[ It's more like... he's just saying that for comfort, but you know. ]

[ablazement]

[she appreciates that, honestly, even if she doesn't care so much if people see. it's more the respect of it.

she glances at him with a half-smile. and like... physically shakes it off, ridding herself of the sadness as best she can. this is not how she wants to be. she doesn't want it to hang over her like this.]

Thanks, Daan. [sincerely.] It'll be alright either way.

[her tail flicks.]

[recession]

So we insist.

[ Because there isn't really another choice. ]

I don't think I need to explain what came out of my crate if you've read the bulletin. It's really straightforward.

[ He has a scalpel, Karlach's seen it. He was using it for the bandage scraps. ]

Hopefully, little reason to use it... for one reason or another.

[ablazement]

I've skimmed it.

[reading is for sucks

but she's seen the scalpel, so. that's fine. she shifts back and forth, swaying. can't sit still.]

I want to say you won't need to, but I can't promise that. We're up on the block, waiting for the blade to swing, but we're going to fight back, right? No sacrifice here.