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Who: Noric Pellaeon and Xavier Elder
Where: the Sacred City
When: Year 199 - 20?
What: The End

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Re: [EARLY 200]

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[glances in the direction of the sea temple, pressing his lips together. then turns back to Xavier, and pulls him in close.]

Focus on me. Just me.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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Right. [sucking in a deep breath] I can ... I can do that. Of course.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[it's what you've come to expect; his usual calm, only tempered by tiredness and tension, and the lingering shiver of pain that never seems to go away now.]

You said... the ocean is fading?

Re: [EARLY 200]

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We're gone. No. Wait. They're gone. They're gone. [his voice rises]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[tightens his grip around him. his voice is a bit shaky.]

I hear you. Please calm down.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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Sorry. I'm so sorry.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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It's not your fault.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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If I wasn't like this... [shakes his head] No. You're right. It's not my fault. It's just hard to sift through all of ... this.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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Come on. Let's go inside.

[stands, tugging him up with him]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[tugged, stumbling, but walking straight]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[keeping an arm around his shoulder until they get inside :(]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[he doesn't talk, biting his tongue]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[leads him to the table - with four chairs around it, now, finished with great determination - and makes him sit down]

I'll get some tea.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[tea? oh yes, tea]

All ... All right.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[moves off to stoke the cooking fire, putting water on to boil.]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[touching his ears lightly]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[it's silent now. nothing comes from the direction of the temple.

but Noric's hit with a ripple of gnawing pain, spreading down his right arm. he grits his teeth against it, switching hands and continuing to prepare the tea.]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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Noric?

Re: [EARLY 200]

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I'm all right.

[brings a cup over to Xavier, setting it in front of him, left-handed.]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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You're not all right, don't be daft.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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Then I'm managing.

[going to get his own cup, then sits down opposite him.]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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... Fine.

[takes a sip, holding it in his hands]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[drinking his own, quiet.]

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[glances at him]

I think the priests at the sea temple are dead.

Re: [EARLY 200]

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[...puts his cup down. distantly.]

They've burned away together.