I expect that it's been said before- but we have survived. For now, there's not much else to be done save the obvious. One may hope the new presence of weaponry will cut down on the blatant homicides, though that'd likely be too much luck to expect.

[Vanyel has his sword back; he'd nearly forgotten how naked he had felt without it.I...Well. We'll ( Read more... )

Remy!

Remy, you have to come see this! I- deck thirteen, I...

[Have you ever heard him so happy? No, you have not, and likely never will.]

Just...come and see!

[For anyone who wants to find Vanyel, he'll be among the posies, with a particular Lady in tow...]

Remy, I'm so sorry about that.
I was such a prat at fifteen, and you're a saint for putting up with me.

I'll come back soon, I just need a day or two to think things over. It's nothing bad, stop biting your nails.

Herald Talia, I will explain everything, when I can.

~Vanyel

[Guess who became tiny today? For whatever reason, the comm is on when it happens, and catches the kid's startled gasp. Where....where the hell is he?!]

H...hello? Anyone? [Wait. Confidence, Vanyel. You can do this.]

Show yourself!

[Van sounds...tired. But he is alive again.]

Well. I'm missing my boots. If anyone finds a bit of jewelry, Amber, on a chain, I'll be taking that back, as well.

[sigh]

Please don't make me hunt you down.

Remy, are you there?

Actually, I didn't go either.

I'm sorry if I've caused any worry, I just...Needed to think. What was it you found, down there?

And Remy? We need to talk.