Stones of Farspeech

[devilstongue]

This place is bullshit.

[ That's putting it mildly, in Molly's not-so-humble opinion. ]

There's one thing to share dreams and other weird things, but getting tortured upon that is just insane. Rewards don't mean shit when it comes over someone's life. Even if you get up again, here, there's no way it's just going to be shrugged off. I don't care how tough you think you are.

[ He's got experience, after all. ]

How do we get out of here rather than just sit around and try to become farmers in broken homes? Please tell me you've at least fucking tried, because I'm done with this.

[ Even if Molly can't exactly go back to being dead, he's getting his friends out of here. No matter what it would cost him. ]

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[lesbeau]

Damn right it's bullshit.

[She's just like, lying on the floor on the other side of their makeshift home. They have beds but she's just there. Sometimes it be that way.]

Every goddamn island it's some other round that doesn't do anything but create more bullshit.

[devilstongue]

[ This is like the stone of farspeech version of texting each other from five feet apart, isn't it? ]

Is this one of the hells or something?

[lesbeau]

Probably.

[It absolutely is. Molly can likely hear her sigh from across their house and through the stone.]

Do you think we could just swim out or something? Just get a boat and go super far?

[devilstongue]

You'd think they'd take some pity on a fellow Infernal.

[ He follows that heavy sigh with a groan. ]

I asked. They don't want to risk the boat, apparently.

[lesbeau]

You know it's not the same.

[But she groans, knocking her head against the wood of the floor again.]

Right. The boat. The one boat. Fuck.

[A pause.]

Think we could build a boat?

[devilstongue]

This is literally the first time I've ever even seen an ocean, Beau. I don't even know how boats work, other than that they don't sink.

[ He has no idea what's going on with boats. They need Fjord. ]

[lesbeau]

[Beau snorts back, quiet.]

Yeah, I don't know shit either. Can you Blink us there now that you have two golden swords? And you're welcome for that.

[devilstongue]

It's probably the best present I've ever gotten, so soak in that for a while.

[ Credit where credit's due and all that. ]

...but nah, I don't think so.

[lesbeau]

Ugh, compliments.

[A thunk noise comes through again, a sign of her knocking her head back against the wood again.]

Do you wanna go stab something? I'm bored as hell.

[devilstongue]

Ugh, I know. I feel all dirty now.

[ You're gonna whack a hole in the floor, Beau. ]

I'm so into that. Let's stab something.

[lesbeau]

[Let her do what she wants!!]

Fuck yes!

[Wait wait bright idea incoming]

Oh shit actually. Still that. Not taking that off the table. But do you still have any of those mushrooms.

[beau no]

[devilstongue]

[ It's his floor too, Beau! ]

Ugh, fuck. I wish! Everything got wet when I arrived here, I had to throw all my incense and stuff away, it grew mold.

[ Which might get it even more fucked up and they'll die this time. ]

[lesbeau]

Fuck!

[NO, NOT THE DRUGS

... wait]

Wanna go find something that looks like drugs and find out if it'll get us fucked up?

[devilstongue]

Now we're talking!

[lesbeau]

[He can probably hear the sound of her boots hitting the floor as she's pulling herself to her feet.]

Let's go, sucker!

[And it's only a few seconds before she's coming around the corner into the room he's in, beelining right for the door with the knowledge he's gonna be right behind her.]

You better have pants on, I'm not waiting and wasting daylight.

[devilstongue]

[ He hears that 'tap-tap-tap' of her feet and hops out of his bed to join her. For once, he's actually wearing pants. ]

Let's get fucked up!

[lesbeau]

[He'd better, she doesn't have time for him to swing his dick around in her vicinity.]

Okay so where do we start with this. There's a lot of uh, a lot of moss around, do you think that would do it?

[devilstongue]

[ Hello, Beau. He's gonna pat her shoulder and give her a big grin. ]

No idea! Let's give it a try!

[ These idiots are gonna die from food poisoning. ]

[lesbeau]

[Shhhh it's fine they're just going to vomit up their whole stomach.]

Come on! I know where some is!

[She just bolts right out the door and to the Mana Pool to make it to Enso, because once they're there, it doesn't take a lot to actually find a tree with moss on it.]

How do we decide who goes first? Can I just do it?

[devilstongue]

[ Molly arrives a few moments after her, because holy shit Beau got even faster! Walking up next to her, he peers at the moss with a sage look on his face, rubbing his chin. ]

Yep, that's moss.

[ ...Molly, please. ]

Let's gather some up and we can both try it. It's only fair that we both throw up if it's horrible.

[lesbeau]

[She snickers but is already trying to pull fistfuls off the tree. Naturally, it's moss, and does not easily just get torn off trees?

Unfortunately for both of us, I decided to roll for this and she got a natural 20 so she just. Tears off a whole patch of moss I guess. She should not have been able to do that. But she's working on ripping it in half now so she can give him some.]

You think this has bugs in it? Can we shake the bugs out? I don't wanna get fucked up on bugs.

[devilstongue]

[ Beauregard, the moss-ripper. Kind of badass.

Her comment? Less badass. Molly looks faux-disappointed, even if he wasn't exactly that keen on eating bugs himself. ]

What kind of bullshit quitter talk is that?

[ See, now he just has to push her into eating it. ]

[lesbeau]

[Truly, the most badass action she has ever taken. Forget stunning Lorenzo like twice, this is obviously the pinnacle.

Unfortunately, she is mostly punch and a little less brain, but not quite defiant enough to make the Possibly Eating Poison mistake. So instead she finishes ripping the moss into 2 fist sized chunks and tries to shove one right into his mouth instead.]

Here, test it out for me!

[They are basically siblings. And also five years old.]

[devilstongue]

[ There's a big wad of moss in his mouth and Molly does the stupid thing and inhales in surprise, making him cough and snort and spit moss all over. Giving Beau a withering look, he wipes his mouth and tries to recollect himself. ]

Bitch.

[ He says (somewhat fondly) before sticking his forked tongue out with an unpleasant sound. ]

Ugh, that's disgusting.

[lesbeau]

[It doesn't seem to bother her in the slightest as she laughs, taking her cluster and sniffing it. Yep, that's moss. It probably has ants. She's gonna be so mad if this doesn't get her fucked up.]

Well so-rry, not like we can get fancy hand-cut drugs around here. Maybe we can ask the local god if they have some stashed.

[But in the meantime she wants this to work and maybe the sheer power of belief will be enough to push her through, so she looks at Molly again.]

On three?