Okay. Well - listen. I spent a hundred years fighting something just like that. We ended up having to go up against it in the end, and with our ship and with Lucretia's shield spell, we got it. We had to sever it from the rest of the universe, like... like jail it. Sever the bonds.
[she takes his hand and holds it to calm him down a little.]
I think it was a combination of things. I wasn't up there when everything went down, but my brother and the crew had to hold off the figurehead until Davenport could get close enough.
Lucretia used her shield spell to bubble it, basically. It's a big, um, it's a plane-eating monster, so they got right up in its face and then trapped it in a magical box.
For sure. For sure, I don't blame you - it's scary.
[...] I'll help you best I can, okay? I know the spell, so... I can give you the basics, and if we can go wherever, at the end? I'll help you fight whatever that is. Hunger or not.
[it's - overwhelming, even if it isn't his. the recollection of years upon years of solitude, of desperation, of trying to be heard or seen—
it takes him a few long moments to recover, breathing out slowly, and there's nothing but a mix of horror and sympathy in his expression as he looks towards her. it comes forth into his voice, too.]
Ah, yeah. [she sighs.] It shouldn't have. I made a dumb move! I should've told them where I was going, but... well, you know. Hindsight is twenty-twenty, and all that.
[a pause, and she looks back at him, brushing his hair out of his face to kiss his forehead.]
No, that's - that's not what I meant. This wasn't your fault. Sometimes... Things happen, and they're horrible and they shouldn't, but - that doesn't mean it's on you.
[that's sincere and concerned at the same time, though he does give her a small, grateful smile at the forehead kiss.]
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The staff said that - time is frozen here, until we all go back home. So I will be, as soon as I make it out of here.
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Okay. Well - listen. I spent a hundred years fighting something just like that. We ended up having to go up against it in the end, and with our ship and with Lucretia's shield spell, we got it. We had to sever it from the rest of the universe, like... like jail it. Sever the bonds.
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How? The bonds - was it just the shield spell, or did you do something else to beat it?
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I think it was a combination of things. I wasn't up there when everything went down, but my brother and the crew had to hold off the figurehead until Davenport could get close enough.
Lucretia used her shield spell to bubble it, basically. It's a big, um, it's a plane-eating monster, so they got right up in its face and then trapped it in a magical box.
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[he takes a breath, trying to aid in that effort to calm himself down.]
Okay, I can - I can try to figure out a way to do something like that. I can try that, if it worked for you.
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[...] I'll help you best I can, okay? I know the spell, so... I can give you the basics, and if we can go wherever, at the end? I'll help you fight whatever that is. Hunger or not.
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[he shakes his head, taking a breath as he runs a hand over his face.]
You can't come. What if it's not the same, what if it takes you too?
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I don't want to risk that.
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i'm sorry it's so long but you get the entire thing from 1:36 to the end! don't ask me how this memory works, it's a montage.]
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it takes him a few long moments to recover, breathing out slowly, and there's nothing but a mix of horror and sympathy in his expression as he looks towards her. it comes forth into his voice, too.]
Lup...
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I'm very hard to kill.
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I can see that, but - I'm so sorry.
[that she had to go through something like that.]
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I'm out now, if it helps. [she says, softer.] But - thanks. It wasn't, uh, what I'd call a fun experience.
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[he might not know what to say to remedy those lonely, helpless feelings she went through - but he can at least let her know he cares.]
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[a pause, and she looks back at him, brushing his hair out of his face to kiss his forehead.]
I'm okay. And you're a sweetheart.
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[that's sincere and concerned at the same time, though he does give her a small, grateful smile at the forehead kiss.]
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I know. People are really uh, kicking my butt with that one, so if I didn't believe it, I'd be kind of a brat.
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Yes, well, consider your butt even more kicked now.
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Where to, milady?
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Man, I don't know. Someone was going on about uh, a weed room? So admittedly, I am curious, but also, like, the spa seems fun.
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Weed...
[his enemy
anyways!]
Maybe we could start with the spa?
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Oh, that's right. Aikawa mentioned the weed debacle. Spa works for me, come on.
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[off they goooo]
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