pc: fidelio

[sacredpath]

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saturday 0

[sacredpath]

[after locations are made available, she's changed into a more casual outfit than the sexy angel dress, and can be found most of the rest of that evening at the bar.]

No wine, really? Ah, well.

[she will order a mixed drink and raise the glass to whoever is sitting nearby.]

A toast! How about to death being unexpectedly twee?

[fending]

[ fidelio is back in his usual clothes as well, thankfully, with his backpack on the seat beside him. (i have to include this to convey the 12 year old vibe of his outfit because it is Something.) ]

Settin' a low bar for what's worthy of a toast here, but. [ raises his beer glass. ] Sure, why not.

[sacredpath]

[for sure she is from a world where there are plenty of very short races of people but the backpack... how is he not 12.]

Well, what would you toast to instead?

[she'll clink glasses but will hear him out.]

[fending]

[ clinks ]

That we didn't wind up in some kind of hell, for one.

[ as the theme from the good place plays somewhere in the background, probably ]

Unless you think the wine situation qualifies it.

[sacredpath]

Hmm. It certainly is a consideration.

[joking, joking...]

No, I don't think it's some kind of hell. I've seen the hells.

[fending]

[ raising an eyebrow as he takes a sip ]

Yeah? Usually kind of a one-way trip, innit?

[sacredpath]

Usually, but not always. I was chosen for an important mission, and it wound up taking me there, if only briefly. And I know individuals who have made pacts with devils who have spent more time there, but still walk on the material plane to this day.

[fending]

Huh. All right, well. Good to know.

Got to finish up your important mission before you ended up here, I hope?

[sacredpath]

[she winces a bit, as he hits on a sore spot.]

...No. Not exactly.

[fending]

Ah. [ oof. he'd thought it had sounded past-tense enough. ] Sorry for bringin' it up, then. Lot of that goin' around, it seems.

[sacredpath]

It's alright. My companions may finish the mission. Or it may be that it never mattered all that much, not really.

[fending]

[ feels like it's probably not the latter if she'd thought it important enough to designate it as such the first time, but. ]

Well. Hope it works out one way or the other, in any case.

Wonder if we'll eventually be able to see what's been happening in our worlds since, or if things'll stay as cut off as they seem to be right now.

[sacredpath]

Is there something happening there you need to see?

[fending]

Things are happenin' for sure, but s'pose it's mostly just curiosity. Not like me seein' it'll change any of it.

Still gonna nag at me not knowin' how things turn out, though.

[sacredpath]

May I ask what you're worried for? Or is that prying?

[fending]

[ shrugs. ]

Nothin' that personal. Just waitin' to see whether the king the people choose is the one who wants to work toward makin' things better or the one who's gonna raze it to the bloody ground.

[ really cannot overstate how many times i just gazed into the fucking abyss playing this game for the first time right before the election ]

[sacredpath]

[raze it to the ground it is...]

It really is usually the latter, isn't it?

[fending]

Seems to be leanin' that way, from the sound of it.

[sacredpath]

I'm sorry to hear that, then.

[ordering another drink at that.]

w0, monday

[fending]

[ well, fidelio's had a nice walk on the beach to clear his head, and now he's just going to head back over to...

...go look at that cave, apparently? weird, who put a dungeon down here. ]

Don't exactly match the rest of the scenery.

[sacredpath]

[she's watching the tide, cautious, but she'll explore inside.]

It's rather beautiful.

[fending]

Lot fancier than I was expecting for somethin' inside a cave, that's for sure.

[ wanders over toward the door in the wall... really polished the hell out of this thing, didn't they? ]

[sacredpath]

You never know. Often the best treasures are hidden in darkness.

[she will follow him. and if he happens to show a canon location that's cool too.]

w1, monday

[fending]

[ it's evening in the village and he's looking at a plastic chicken skeleton with a flat expression. ]

Must be a lot of work to debone all those feathers before they stuff 'em into pillows.

[ also he's currently got horns on his head instead of cat ears (he presumably has the normal ears for this tribe under his hair, heaven has not left him earless) and no tail, but given what's been going on today, this probably isn't alarming. unlike the feather bones. ]

[sacredpath]

It shouldn't possibly have that many bones, should it?

[she's wearing a wig and her skin is turning purple.]