iStones, August 18th

[hellawrath]

[Here's another announcement by your favorite elf! Only this time, Lup hardly sounds like herself. She sounds, just, so tired. Like having fought and lost an impossible battle, tired. There's no fire or hope in her monotone voice. But whoever's still around to hear this, needs to hear this? She's got to say it anyway.]

If you haven't been here long... The dead come back in the temple. Should only be like, a few days, I-I hope.

We'll be waiting there, for them. You're welcome to join us.

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[hellawrath]

[Why does anyone still look to her for plans of action, for answers? She sighs.]

Not really hungry right now, Mags. But if you think it'll help, sure.

[proficienciesouttheass]

[ Because she's a leader. She's smart, she's powerful, she...she's the best of them.]

Yeah. Okay.

[ He pauses for a moment, but never gets off the line. There's some shuffling sounds as he moves through the jungle...]

Any signs of them yet?

[hellawrath]

[Well that didn't fucking cut it this time, did it?]

Nothing. It's... it's quiet. [Quiet like the grave. She hates it, desperately. It's stifling, it's wrong, and her voice is so small in the silence. If she had any choice, she wouldn't be here at all.]

Just fucking-- [The grinding of her teeth is audible.] Fucking flowers everywhere.

[proficienciesouttheass]

Ugh. [ You know, he didn't think there'd be a time where he would be made uncomfortable by flowers. Fucking flowers. He thinks about the times Ren made them flower crowns and put flowers in his beard and sideburns and--

Ugh.]

You know, after this is all done- [ The waiting, because he knows they're going to come back. They have to.] lets just burn them all. Deal?

[hellawrath]

[She knows what he's trying to do and she's trying to appreciate it, really, but--]

Kinda... Think I'm kinda flamed out for a bit, Magnus. [Fire didn't save them, the past two weeks. All fire was good for in the end was setting six blooming bodies ablaze, as if that could erase what had been done to them all.]

They'd-- [A sigh.] They'd probably just grow back anyway.

[proficienciesouttheass]

Well-- Yeah, but... Might feel good. [ And Merle isn't here to gripe about the death of flowers or some shit.

Man, how would he have even felt about this whole thing?

A few more steps, a conversation line left open while he tries to think of something else to say. He's not the smart words guy, that's Barry. Sometimes Taako. But he's not...
No, Magnus is the occasional epic speech guy. The Says-a-lot-of-stupid-shit-all-the-time-but-sometimes-says-something-really-smart-and-cool guy. He's been surrounded by death and nothing before, more than once, in memories he's still working on placing in his own timeline of memories even now, but this is...it's not the numbers, you know?]

We should have a party when they get back. [ The first thing that pops into his head that he's almost sure she can't fight against. Probably.] Maybe get the snake guys to help, they know how to throw a baller gig.