Week four

[letsplayamod]

Two more of your fellow gods, your companions, your friends, have met their end together. As you turn in for the night, and a new week dawns upon you, it's starting to be a bitter experience. Just how much of this will you be forced to take?

But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.

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[latinumsbetter]

[Quark pauses next to them, turning his head to look at her]

Hey, I offered, didn't I? [he pauses, though, eyeing her thoughtfully] It doesn't count as passing 'em of if you just get some help, right?

[brokenhabit]

...All right.

But I... I should go with you. To make sure.

[ Her tone doesn't carry distrust so much as it does fear. A need.

She will not feel safe until she sees it with her own eyes. ]

[latinumsbetter]

To make sure. [he agrees, and he'll reach down to scoop those up, tucking them under his arm. Then he'll turn and offer her his other elbow to take.]

[brokenhabit]

[ She stands up as he scoops them up and stares at his elbow for a moment... before hooking her arm around it, grateful for the support.

Both literally and figuratively. ]

[latinumsbetter]

Alright, let's get rid of these nasty things. [he'll take them both out to the bonfire, then. Fortunately it's a short enough walk, so they can pick their way out there easily enough. He'll slow to a stop as they get close to the bonfire; far enough away that it's not too hot, but well within throwing distance. Quark glances at her sidelong.]

Do you wanna throw 'em in or should I?