[ lbx tomorrow at execution like haha what the fuck?? ]
The impression Uriel and Zagreus gave was something of a hunt. Everyone falls asleep; a few come awake. They discovered each other and had no motive to play the game, up until tragedy struck and forced Uriel's hand. Chandra's impressions seem to be similar, and though I'm only speculating based on Childe and Scaramouche's temperaments, I wouldn't be surprised if they did decide to "play".
[He shakes his head.]
There's no way to know. And barring some means of passing our intentions to them in code, I doubt those who control the lines of communication will allow any true assistance to pass through.
[ its ok he's used to lin's crow mouth this is normal
anyway. he listens to this and nods along. ]
Mmm. [ the noise is thoughtful - he finally takes another sip of his own drink, tilting his head from side to side. ] Maybe so. All we can really do is theorize.
[ as usual. ] About this, about what's to come, now that our numbers will drop to 20. And the future is dark, and full of terrors.
[ that's a little wryly, at least - a quoted joke as he lifts his glass. ] Still. No way to go but forward, huh? And try and unravel these mysteries for as much time as we have left.
If we've new, mysterious alcoholic substances turning up in the next few days — count me in for helping you test the effects, all right? I was remiss in offering assistance this past one.
[He takes a long drink of his beer, and then: ]
Though gods help me, if Rynlan spills coffee on me again I may well strangle him myself.
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The impression Uriel and Zagreus gave was something of a hunt. Everyone falls asleep; a few come awake. They discovered each other and had no motive to play the game, up until tragedy struck and forced Uriel's hand. Chandra's impressions seem to be similar, and though I'm only speculating based on Childe and Scaramouche's temperaments, I wouldn't be surprised if they did decide to "play".
[He shakes his head.]
There's no way to know. And barring some means of passing our intentions to them in code, I doubt those who control the lines of communication will allow any true assistance to pass through.
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anyway. he listens to this and nods along. ]
Mmm. [ the noise is thoughtful - he finally takes another sip of his own drink, tilting his head from side to side. ] Maybe so. All we can really do is theorize.
[ as usual. ] About this, about what's to come, now that our numbers will drop to 20. And the future is dark, and full of terrors.
[ that's a little wryly, at least - a quoted joke as he lifts his glass. ] Still. No way to go but forward, huh? And try and unravel these mysteries for as much time as we have left.
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[He'll drink to that, and toast to it as well.]
If we've new, mysterious alcoholic substances turning up in the next few days — count me in for helping you test the effects, all right? I was remiss in offering assistance this past one.
[He takes a long drink of his beer, and then: ]
Though gods help me, if Rynlan spills coffee on me again I may well strangle him myself.