You're kind of talking like you weren't a part of it? [Looks to him with a curious pinch in her brow.] Were you more an observer? Artemy was, for my, uh..."game."
[alex put the term in her head and now it's stuck there and she hates it]
[and rosamund is curse free this time so she is now the antithesis of this aesthetic. A lost Easter Bunny babe. She perks up upon seeing Essek while much less soup brained and miserable.]
Hey, you! [Though the biggest smile is for frumpkin, who she will extend a hand to and pet if permitted] And hello to you too, Frumpkin! Long time no see.
Frumpkin can do what he wants though. She gladly gives more pets.]
How could I resist though? He's such a dear. [Truly so healing just skritching this guy's pet.] And such a wisened cat. I hear he's been around for a few games, same as the rest of us.
I cannot accurate convey just how much this fucks him up. Not a single person has mentioned Lucien, so to SEE Lucien, the same Lucien he knows, the same one who has become a madman with nine eyes and puppeteered by nine unhinged mages.
WOW! Wow.
And being domestic, no less? He fears so greatly for Viktor, hilariously. Lucien doesn't mind using others to get what he needs, to reach his goals. He fears for Viktor Arcane.
He stands there, clutching the front of his clothes with one hand and trying to breathe slow and deep.]
[okay well the emotionshare she gets back for such a happy memory is wild. Rosamund does a full double take, then makes to brace Essek by the shoulder.]
Are you all right? Essek—
[But then he speaks.]
...Yes? You know him? He was a dear friend of mine on the Eudora...
[NOT THE DEAR FRIEND!!!!! He makes the most bewildered and almost disgusted face? Not about her, but about the situation.]
Lucien? The Lucien Tavelle? You must have the wrong man. That man is a madman being controlled by nine mages who we are steps away from having to fight with our lives on the line.
The very man who turned his friend into a giant flesh monstrosity we had to kill. You--
...Okay I feel like you and I have very different experiences of the same person across the course of his life?
[Which might not be the conclusion she would have come to before, had she not been talking to Ylfa about certain things. But even then, she does know some pieces of this story, enough to know it's not necessarily the man Lucien still wants to be.]
He had been puppeted, while he was dead. And then the Lucien that I met on the Eudora had been revived, and was mostly himself again. Or trying to find out what that was.
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w0, monday
Frumpkin is here! He is sitting by Essek's feet also beholding the ASS.]
I suppose this is how the village felt.
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The village? [Looks to him a little curiously.] Did they have a lot of ASS themed stuff around, too?
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No, but they did not have much to choose from at first.
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You're kind of talking like you weren't a part of it? [Looks to him with a curious pinch in her brow.] Were you more an observer? Artemy was, for my, uh..."game."
[alex put the term in her head and now it's stuck there and she hates it]
w5, sunday
He is with Frumpkin, but glances at her when he spots her.]
Hello.
[Frumpkin extends a meow.]
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Hey, you! [Though the biggest smile is for frumpkin, who she will extend a hand to and pet if permitted] And hello to you too, Frumpkin! Long time no see.
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Frumpkin meows again and prances up to rub up against her extended hand. Pet, thank you.]
Don't spoil him.
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Frumpkin can do what he wants though. She gladly gives more pets.]
How could I resist though? He's such a dear. [Truly so healing just skritching this guy's pet.] And such a wisened cat. I hear he's been around for a few games, same as the rest of us.
W7 THURSDAY
But from this vantage point.]
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I cannot accurate convey just how much this fucks him up. Not a single person has mentioned Lucien, so to SEE Lucien, the same Lucien he knows, the same one who has become a madman with nine eyes and puppeteered by nine unhinged mages.
WOW! Wow.
And being domestic, no less? He fears so greatly for Viktor, hilariously. Lucien doesn't mind using others to get what he needs, to reach his goals. He fears for Viktor Arcane.
He stands there, clutching the front of his clothes with one hand and trying to breathe slow and deep.]
Lucien What is he...?
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Are you all right? Essek—
[But then he speaks.]
...Yes? You know him? He was a dear friend of mine on the Eudora...
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Lucien? The Lucien Tavelle? You must have the wrong man. That man is a madman being controlled by nine mages who we are steps away from having to fight with our lives on the line.
The very man who turned his friend into a giant flesh monstrosity we had to kill. You--
He was there?
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[Which might not be the conclusion she would have come to before, had she not been talking to Ylfa about certain things. But even then, she does know some pieces of this story, enough to know it's not necessarily the man Lucien still wants to be.]
He had been puppeted, while he was dead. And then the Lucien that I met on the Eudora had been revived, and was mostly himself again. Or trying to find out what that was.
...A "flesh monstrosity?"