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letsplayamurder2025-07-27 12:56 am
latinumsbetter) wrote in letsplayamurder2025-07-27 12:56 am
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Afterparty
[After the execution finishes and Wendy is dragged down into the Earth by that absolute horrific monstrosity of a creature and Typhon gives his goodbye, Quark will stand there for a long moment in the silence, before announcing, in a voice that wavers while trying to go for neutral:]
The bar’ll be open. Sitting around alone isn’t going to help anyone. [he turns to look at Ferdinand] Ferdinand, you’re with me. I need someone to move the table.
[and, taking Cerejeira’s elbow, he’s going to head out of the Arena. So...post trial, the Eatery’s been moved into bar configuration by Ferdinand and Quark. There’s been several of the extra togas gathered and folded to be used as blankets. There are snacks from the pantry brought out and placed on plates and in bowls and left out to eat. The bar is open, but so is the kitchen, if anyone wants to make something.
Both Ferdinand and Quark can be found behind the bar, the latter attempting to teach the former how to use the replicator he’s now got back there in addition to the other drink components. At least it’s keeping them busy. They’re both there to serve drinks, however.
The door is open.]
The bar’ll be open. Sitting around alone isn’t going to help anyone. [he turns to look at Ferdinand] Ferdinand, you’re with me. I need someone to move the table.
[and, taking Cerejeira’s elbow, he’s going to head out of the Arena. So...post trial, the Eatery’s been moved into bar configuration by Ferdinand and Quark. There’s been several of the extra togas gathered and folded to be used as blankets. There are snacks from the pantry brought out and placed on plates and in bowls and left out to eat. The bar is open, but so is the kitchen, if anyone wants to make something.
Both Ferdinand and Quark can be found behind the bar, the latter attempting to teach the former how to use the replicator he’s now got back there in addition to the other drink components. At least it’s keeping them busy. They’re both there to serve drinks, however.
The door is open.]
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Oh.
She’s also silent for a long time. The kind of silence that comes from understanding. A realization of “Oh. You too?” ]
…I’m so sorry.
[ It doesn’t feel like enough to say that though. In fact it feels absolutely miserable. She knows better than anyone now that no words can just undo that or make it better. They can only keep commiserating over a shared experience… a bittersweet comfort. ]
I… I wouldn’t say I personally was the “favorite” - I don’t think He ever even bothered to learn my name. [ which she’s not sure makes it better or worse ] But… “Golden Maiden” is a status He gives to the “favorites”. The ones He supposedly cherishes the most. But of course, it’s what a sadistic demon like Him considers “cherishing”.
[ So like. Nothing good. (a.k.a. canon gives me crumbs but man those crumbs sure are rancid) ]
…You’ve personally dealt with devils. That’s what He is.
[ Which probably says enough. ]
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What matters is, after an attempt to escape early on, Astarion never again tried to defy him. He couldn't.]
...He might be different than the devils I've dealt with. The only two I've ever met were both cambions. Half-human.
...But Cazador wasn't a devil. I still never could have fought against him, not without help. I quite literally couldn't refuse an order.
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…But he did die in the end… right?
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He can't hurt anyone ever again.
[He can't hurt me.]
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[ … ]
I hope he suffered for it.
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It is possible. Possible to be free.
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And then she looks down at the ground. The ground where all the blooming life that used to follow her everywhere has withered and died. ]
I… I don’t know if it is for me.
I know I’m only a weak lass. I’ve seen you all fight while I’m barely able to stay standing. Lady Athena had to save me before, but if I die again or if He manages to find me…
I don’t… know what I can even do.
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[He's silent for a long time.]
I broke free due to circumstances that can't be replicated. But surely it isn't impossible for you. We just need to find the way to break the rules set for you.
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What way could there be though?! You said yourself he might be different from the devils you've dealt with! They all call him a king - how does anyone stand up against that? I'm not even a fighter, I'm just a nun who never even believed what she practiced! Abandoned by a God who knew my heart was never actually in it and betrayed by my own lov--!
[ But she cuts herself off before she can finish, the very thought of Elise's part in all this making that form of hers flicker again... until she's back in her physical form once more, the dead plants at her feet coming back to life. She glances down at them, before putting her face in her hands and choking back a frustrated sob as bitterness creeps in to mix with the fear in her voice. ]
Even as a "god" all I can do is make some plants grow...!
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[Astarion isn't a hugger. Physical affection is completely alien to him, and he starts every time Tav touches him. But he tries, for her. Offers a hug that is awkward and clearly unpracticed.]
We'll get out of here. Come with me. I can't promise an easy life, or a safe one. But the others will welcome you.
If anyone would know how to help you, it would be Tav.
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What...?
[ She's stunned speechless. Like it just never occurred to her that she could go elsewhere... or that others could help her. ]
You...
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[He can't really smile, not a genuine one. That's an incredibly rare expression on his face, but he does nod.]
It won't be easy, but there are a lot of us. Not everyone can fight, so you wouldn't be out of place.