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[aintwejust]

I ain't here, leave a letter.

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[aintwejust]

Weisshauppt also sucks. Don't become a warden.

[ He'd heard...things. Not a lot. Enough to get him worried. Enough for him to try to send word to Korrin and with nothing in return? It cut at him. He don't much like the idea of los'n anyone. ]

All in one piece?

[gatheringstorm]

More or less. I'm still not sure how, fighting the biggest damn demon ever, seeing my tombstone and then running into a demon using Araceli's face. I'm going to have to spend forever making that up to her, seeing me disappear into that.

Why, what happened at Weisshaupt? More Wardens making dumbass decisions? [She has Warden friends, but...well, it's a trend.]

[aintwejust]

Its....kind of a mess. I'll tell you and Asher 'bout it when we get back in but- shit Korrin. This is gonna be a story. You might call bullshit.

[gatheringstorm]

Tell me you're getting away from the bullshit soon, at least. I have a powerful need to drink and I don't feel like doing it alone.

[aintwejust]

We're head'n back down. I'll give you a holler when we make it in. You, me, Asher, a bag of sack mead.

[gatheringstorm]

Excellent. Speaking of Asher, I got him a piece of that ginormous demon to appease him. You know he'll be so fucking jealous he didn't get to fight it.

[aintwejust]

Ten gold says he eats it. [ What, it seems an Asher thing to do. ]

[gatheringstorm]

I'm not taking a sucker's bet, Mal. Of course he will.

[aintwejust]

I hope it don't kill him but- hey. Maybe it'll cure him.

[gatheringstorm]

Weirder things have happened, right? Like walking trees, holes in the sky, and too much other shit to possibly keep track of.

[aintwejust]

You find'n your not-wife after she fell outta what Asher calls 'sky vaginas'.

[gatheringstorm]

[And she snorts at that, unable to help herself.]

If I keep calling them that now, I'm blaming you, not Asher. Well, also Asher.

...I'd be careful around Lena for the next while, by the way. The Fade did some things to her that were an emotional punch in the gut. And when she's hurting, she lashes out.

[aintwejust]

Not my fault, he started it.

[ Seriously, now it's stuck in his head and he can't look at rifts the same way anymore. He's one bad fisting joke away from never taking a mission to close the damn things seriously ever again. ]

I ain't heard much just yet, but it sounds like it was a bad time all 'round. You wanna bring her for the drink'n and catch'n up? Neither of you need to talk about what happened. Sometimes it's better to let it settle.

[gatheringstorm]

I make no promises about her, but I'll mention it at least.

And I can talk about it some, when I have a bit more distance from it. For all we know, it could happen again. I'd rather you both be warned about what it's like.

[aintwejust]

She's always welcome. Shit's rough even when you've been pok'n around this weirdness for awhile. To get here, get sent out to kill things like normal, get dragged in?

[ He shudders audibly, one hand scrubbing over his face. One thing he'll never like doing is worrying about his crew- but Korrin's always been solid. She can handle herself. It's hard to remember that when apparently she's gone and tripped head over ass into the shitting fade.

But she's back. It'll be fine. ]

...You know I've been worried 'bout this thing in my hand do'n the opposite of what it' supposed to and tear'n one of those rifts open. Now I gotta worry about falling in. Shit.

[gatheringstorm]

It fucking sucks, I wouldn't recommend it. Though if it does happen, stick with a mage. Not that all of us are Fade experts, but I could still sense where that rift was, even if it took me a while to get there because the landscape kept changing on me and separating me from people.

I don't know that you'll have much to worry about, though. That whole shitshow came about because they were experimenting, trying to draw the Nightmare demon over onto our turf. If you don't fuck around with it, you might be safer.

[aintwejust]

Short story is: Don't trip and end up in the fade. Don't play with the pain laser- oh great now he's got me call'n it that.

[ And he ain't much a one to call things by odd names, but if the boot fit? And here it fit. Pretty well. ]

I try t'not mess with it if I don't have to. Unless there's a rift? I don't have to.

[gatheringstorm]

'Pain laser'? Seriously?

As far as I can tell, there's never a good reason to mess with it. Putting our people at risk for dubious again...that's not something I want to see happen without a damn good reason.

[aintwejust]

I'm not the one that named it! That squirrely fella that can't hit noth'n, Church. With the mouth that does go on and com'n from me you know that's say'n somth'n- him.

[gatheringstorm]

Oh, we've met. There has to be a better name for it, though. If you want that to change, you'd better come up with something else.

[aintwejust]

You, me, and Asher can come up with somth'n when I talk you through what happened. That way it ain't all on me.

[gatheringstorm]

...fair enough. Don't let me forget it.

[aintwejust]

I won't. See you soon, Korrin. I'll have a pint waiting.