Week Six

[letsplayamod]

You've survived, for lack of better wording, the latest week of trials and tribulations. This one had been more costly than most: Typhon's machinations have brought your group to nearly half the size it was when Athena first brought you to this island. Whether it ends with him or with you is still too soon to make out. One thing's for certain. Things cannot be allowed to continue as they are.

Speaking of continuing, the next floor has been revealed to you. Just how far down this island goes is a bit of a mystery, but you get the feeling that you're close to something important. Maybe that thing Athena wanted you to find before Typhon does. You can ruminate on that as you watch the waters below. Waves still lap at the cliffs, but it all seems lower than it did weeks ago. Like the ocean itself is shrinking...

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[catsgothistongue]

[... Goes over to the nearest one and waves a hand in their face.]

Hello? Earth to... you?

[cannotunravel]

Please get your hand away from my face, Ranma.

[Oh, that definitely sounds like Misane]

[catsgothistongue]

Misane-!

[In hindsight, he should've recognize who it was from the figure's height. Ranma puts his hand away, sheepishly looking around, trying to find the words to say. Eventually, he settles on...]

... Sorry.

[cannotunravel]

It's fine. Curiosity is natural.

[At least she doesn't hold it against him]

[catsgothistongue]

No, not about that.

[His head hands slightly, this whole time he hasn't been able to look her in the eyes.]

Sorry for not stoppin'... y'know...

[Your death.]

[cannotunravel]

Ranma...

[Misane is silent for a moment, and speaks with conviction:]

That's not your fault in the slightest. I think we can all agree Zvei holds any and all blame here. As such, I can't allow any of you to feel like you failed or did something wrong. He's the one who acted wrongly, not you all.

[Apparently Misane is not the forgiving kind of person]

[catsgothistongue]

[Her words cut through the miasma of self-blame. He knows she's right, it's all that bastard's fault, contrary to what his own doubts and his honor as a martial artist has been beating into his head ever since. Ranma clears his throat and sniffs, folding his arms over his chest.]

'Course, yeah, obviously.

[Fuck Zvei.]

Are you guys doing okay over there? Wherever you are?

[cannotunravel]

Physically, we're fine. Any injuries we had seem to be fully healed, which is...fortunate. [She remembers how bad hers was, after all!] But I think we all have somewhat of a hard time accepting the situation.

That's a good thing. It means we'd rather not be here.

[It gives motivation to try to do something about it]

[catsgothistongue]

[Yeaaaaaaaah Ranma would be having a harder time talking with her if she still had a giant hole in her. Only reaffirms Zvei needs to get socked in the face before this is all over. As repentance.]

And you won't be, forever. We're gonna find a way to bring you guys back.

[Somehow.]

[cannotunravel]

I think that you all got in touch with us all is a good signs. It means bringing us back might not be as impossible as it would seem...

[She hopes so, at least!]

[rockymountaindie]

I'd say somethin' about personal space, but...

[catsgothistongue]

[Alex...]

I haven't seen you for weeks. Think we can forgo any personal space here.

[Still. Waving. Sorry Alex he really missed you but he does not have the best way to convey it other than being a little shit.]

[rockymountaindie]

[ Just like a cat... ]

Aight, fine. Even if I can't shove your hand away. [ He does kinda try? But like. No luck. ]

[catsgothistongue]

[Nyan. :3

Nope, it passes through! But enough joking around...]

... I saw your letter.

[rockymountaindie]

O-oh, uh...

[ ... ]

...S-sorry.

[ truly he did not think he would get to talk to anyone else again if he died like what does he- ]

[catsgothistongue]

[Ghosts are real in Ranma's world, but most of them aren't the talkative type, so he can't say he expected to actually speak with them again.]

Sorry for what, dyin'? That ain't your fault.

[rockymountaindie]

[ ...He looks away. ]

I got sloppy.

[catsgothistongue]

[Oh... Ranma goes to pat his shoulder, remembers a. ghost and b. alex is freakishly taller than him, so instead he hovers over his arm waving in a placating manner.]

Hey, c'mon man, don't be too hard on yourself. You thought you were lookin' for Death's omens or whatever, and got it wrong. How were you actually supposed to figure out it was all pointin' to a murder booby trap?

[rockymountaindie]

Gettin' it wrong's how people die— [ Rubs his forehead. ] ...I just- I shoulda seen what was coming.

Me, of all people... I shoulda realized what was happening.

[ What Wendy was doing. ]