Peekaboo

[fuckingnature]

Who: Your neighbors and you
When: Day 99, Late Morning/Early Afternoon
Where: HQ's perimeter
What:

[ The morning sun might be a little harder to see today. This would be because there are red lizagons climbing over and down the windows and the sides of HQ, sniffing and stopping to stare at the interior of the building, almost... curiously. ]

[ Surely this is nothing to get worked up about... right? ]

(( Ten is your runner! She is on IRC if you would like to tap her. ))

Comments

[followthewind]

[yes let's pass on that please]

What's there to explain? I was doin' somethin' for a god, finished up, came back. [shrugs]

[tothedepths]

... For a god?

One of these gods?

[followthewind]

Only reason I did it was to get out of this damn place for a while.

[tothedepths]

[Grossssss, god service]

... I suppose you always were that type.

I suspect the lack of freedom is as maddening as the lack of any respectable body of water.

[followthewind]

Hah . . . yeah. Sounds 'bout right.

[tothedepths]

[It's... a long shot, but...]

You saw no... lakes or oceans, on your journey?

[followthewind]

. . . [shakes his head]

No. But I plan on headin' out again, so I'll keep lookin'.

[tothedepths]

[fffffuckkkk why do I exist]

...



It is appreciated.

[followthewind]

Mm.

. . . d'you at least have somethin' here for now?

[tothedepths]

... Muirin has a basin, that can be filled with water.

And the public bathing areas suffice where nothing else does.

[followthewind]

. . .

[tothedepths]

... It is still preferable to screaming stone.

[followthewind]

[l . . . laughs. It's just a tiny bit unsteady]

Fuckin' understatement.

[tothedepths]

[Yyyyeahhhhh.......]

This language offers little in the way of words with the correct order of magnitude.

[followthewind]

[ughhh. Rubs at his arms]

Can't think of a language that's got the right words for it, really.

[tothedepths]

Perhaps that is an indicator that it should not be spoken of at all.

[followthewind]

That works fine for me.

[tothedepths]

[Super. And actually, you know, I think I'm gonna sit down. Now that I'm not menacing you with a knife I see no point in just standing here when I'm dehydrated and not that well-fed.]

[followthewind]

[you look like shit, I look like shit, #sabralyfe.

Sits down next to with a grunt]

[tothedepths]

[Look how much neither of us gives a fuck]

I've been told the foolish idiot from Cepheus is here.

[followthewind]

[huffs]

Yeah, he's here.

[tothedepths]

I've been here nearly a week... I've yet to see him even once.

This place is not so large.

[followthewind]

[draws his knees up and drapes his arms over them]

Fever. He's been sleepin' since then.

Don't know much else, 'cept he better fuckin' wake up soon.

[tothedepths]

[Sort of...... tsun.............]

Are there no healers here?

[followthewind]

None to my knowledge that can heal that kinda fever.