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hopepainandshit) wrote2024-01-16 11:42 pm
hopepainandshit) wrote2024-01-16 11:42 pm
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He does not want to talk about the breach. Not this directly. He grunts in annoyance and stares off into the stars.
"They are called Weepers, at home."
"They are called Weepers, at home."
"Were they a common problem?" If you won't talk about the breach then let's talk about home, sucker! "You've said magic isn't common, so. There wouldn't be many necromancers to summon them, right? Or did they just sort of happen?"
"They're not magical. They're not dead. They're - ill. The last stage of the plague sees men and women so ill that they aren't themselves. They're aggressive, sickly, and will attack anything that moves. They - " He pauses. "They have blood running from their eyes. Hence the name."
"Jesus Christ." It sounded less like a plague and more like rabies, but - horrible, regardless. "Those poor bastards."
He couldn't agree more. "There was no cure for them, not even from Sokolov."
He stretches out his legs and slouches a bit. "I've kept two of the rats from that flood. Never thought I would have them so close, but they're useful little things. And they don't have the plague."
He stretches out his legs and slouches a bit. "I've kept two of the rats from that flood. Never thought I would have them so close, but they're useful little things. And they don't have the plague."
[He won't say so, but he's been feeling pretty isolated and lonely lately. He nods, a little too fast]
Yeah. Should be nice.
What are you training her for? Not to hunt?
Yeah. Should be nice.
What are you training her for? Not to hunt?
Showing off, mostly. She's ridiculously smart, and Willa told me about how sometimes people do tricks with their dogs, like travelling performers. Thought it might keep us both busy.
That sounds nice.
You're not growing bored here, are you?
You're not growing bored here, are you?
Me? Nah. But Tiff tears up the cushions if she doesn't find her walk satisfying enough, so.
What a little monster. Hope you learned how to sew.
Learning by necessity, if nothing else. Maybe I should ask if anyone's got any better snacks for her while I do it.
Fortunately for you, you know someone on the breakfast shift who has no problem sneaking some extra slices of bacon for a good girl.
Nothing one can do to wait out death toll except for time. That being said, am more than happy to knock you unconscious for a day or so to lessen death toll experience.
[ This is Hilbert's way of checking up on someone and expressing concern. ]
[ This is Hilbert's way of checking up on someone and expressing concern. ]
Let me know when's a good time to drop by. I'll sit with you.
Honestly, now is fine. Tiff's going stir-crazy 'cos I can't walk her, mind you, she might jump on you.
With all due respect, doctor, I'd rather be conscious. I'd like to be able to actually tell where I am, not just be all loopy from the medicine.
[But he does think about it for a moment.] Do you have anything for the pain that won't knock me out?
[But he does think about it for a moment.] Do you have anything for the pain that won't knock me out?
You want me to come walk her instead?
Ask the Admiral for a small portrait of Emily. And Jessamine.
[He considers being petty and not saying another word to him. But - he relents after a long thought.]
Seemed right.
Seemed right.
[He won't push it. He's honestly just glad Corvo's doing it through him and not Jamie.
That doesn't mean he's hiding that he's happy about it. Quite the contrary, really - his voice is tangibly warm.]
Glad to hear it.
That doesn't mean he's hiding that he's happy about it. Quite the contrary, really - his voice is tangibly warm.]
Glad to hear it.
...don't.
[This isn't just a request. It's a peace offering. One that he's only going so far with.]
[This isn't just a request. It's a peace offering. One that he's only going so far with.]
[He'll take the win.]
I'll leave it in your room when it shows up.
I'll leave it in your room when it shows up.
[A grunt of acknowledgement. That's all Richter's getting.
Until - ]
Feed the girls while you're in there.
Until - ]
Feed the girls while you're in there.
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