[fond exasperation:] Didn't you say not to bother with the asterisk comments? Are you less miserable than usual to see the others, does that sound better.
[this is said in a teasing way, at least. but.]
Nehan said we are alive, technically. Just hidden. [...] And a little closer to the living than before. I could touch Famine, Pesto and War, when I talked to them. Apparently that wasn't a thing last week.
Sort of forgot to tell Famine that I was dying. He was grouchy about it. [her tail swishes back and forth lazily behind her as she takes another drink.] Also got told to take a vacation.
Otherwise not a lot. I was a little afraid to say anything about here. Didn't want them to get in trouble, you know?
Mr. Nehan believes that they won't be used as sacrificial substitutes in the instance that we manage to guide them to our given minimum quota, at least. And if we do end up dealing with the cult in say, the traditional way, then they shouldn't be able to punish them for defection either.
I wouldn't be able to predict what happens, but traditional way being a probable wipeout. Wouldn't want them regaining their numbers eventually to try again.
[ He's not a fighter... at least in theory, he can fight and be fought just about the same as any other contestant in his game. Still, he's not a high fantasy who is like oh yes kill and maim is the answer. ]
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[as for pickles:] Anyway, no, I don't think so. I just know I asked if I could pet him once and he said no, so I'm being respectful.
Maybe I can get to know him better here.
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[ He'll raise a comparatively modest glass to hers. He'd ask who she missed the most except the answer is so obvious he doesn't bother. ]
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[she clinks her glass against his, happily.]
Are you happy to see the others? [maybe her missed the most is obvious, but she's been so glad to see aerith, aqua and karma, too.]
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[ Not just because of how he is but just. The situation. ]
But I am glad to see they're doing well. And you know... are alive, the gritty details of our status not withstanding.
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[this is said in a teasing way, at least. but.]
Nehan said we are alive, technically. Just hidden. [...] And a little closer to the living than before. I could touch Famine, Pesto and War, when I talked to them. Apparently that wasn't a thing last week.
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[ But he does just listen along. ]
Social as always, aren't you. What did you talk about?
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Sort of forgot to tell Famine that I was dying. He was grouchy about it. [her tail swishes back and forth lazily behind her as she takes another drink.] Also got told to take a vacation.
Otherwise not a lot. I was a little afraid to say anything about here. Didn't want them to get in trouble, you know?
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But that's fair.
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He's a picky bitch, but when he cares, he cares. I guess I endeared myself to him somehow.
... All of them care. Takes a bit of digging sometimes, but they do.
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[ Pretty much clocked them on this aspect from the start and let them continue to be like 'I don't care though' if they wanted to. ]
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[but it is why she trusted them so much from the beginning, yeah.]
I hope they'll be safe at the end of all of this, too.
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[ Because they're BABIES. ]
Mr. Nehan believes that they won't be used as sacrificial substitutes in the instance that we manage to guide them to our given minimum quota, at least. And if we do end up dealing with the cult in say, the traditional way, then they shouldn't be able to punish them for defection either.
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Hah. The traditional way. Gods, I hope it's the traditional way. I could do with some good old fashioned justified violence.
[she loves combat, she just wants it to mean something.]
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[ He's not a fighter... at least in theory, he can fight and be fought just about the same as any other contestant in his game. Still, he's not a high fantasy who is like oh yes kill and maim is the answer. ]