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[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

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

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Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

... Don't say it.

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[sombre isn't an expression that usually lives on Emain's face.]

He got separated from us, somehow. He wasn't far, but...

[hesitates, then puts her hand on the healing centre door]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

I said don't say it.

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

Honey...

[doesn't seem to know what to say, so she opens the door and steps inside, leaving it open.]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[after a moment, steps inside with her]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[she's waiting there, inside the door. when Xavier comes in, she looks away, stepping over to a side room. she keeps her hand on the doorknob.]

There was a raptor. We're not sure what happened exactly, because it was over before we got there.

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[numbly, he heads towards the door]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[she opens it. inside is one bed, occupied by a body completely covered with a sheet. quietly, from behind.]

It ripped out his throat. I'm sorry, Xavier.

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[just stands there]

I went to the market. I got tea.

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[no response. there's nothing there to feel.]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

I went there because you asked me to. What's the point of it now?

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[...]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[sucks in a shaky breath, thinking how ridiculous this is, he's been alone before, he can handle it]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[...]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[yeah no, just sitting down, wrapping his arms around his knees, trying to feel something]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[there's the soft cadence of healers going about their work in the other rooms. patients lying awake, aching, or thoughtful, or bored. a few heelclicks from behind you, as Emain steps out of the room, giving Xavier space. her feelings are as inscrutable as ever.]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[not looking up]

What is it?

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

I'm just going to talk to the healers for a while, then I need to go talk to the others of Ferramut's chosen. You can stay as long as you need to.

His... his things are on the table.

[and then she's gone.]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[fuck this, fuck everything, I should leave]

[doesn't move]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[it's quiet.]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[getting up to finally look at Noric's things]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[there isn't much. his old Orion knife, still in its sheath. his Ophiuchus one, alongside it. his vambraces. and his amulet, which has rusted since this morning.]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[kicks the table, letting them spill onto the floor]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[negativecharge.insanejournal.com]

[they clatter down on the stone tiles.]

Re: [Year 200, early summer]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[looks at it disdainfully]