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[heal_theworld]

[dictated]

So... I've only been here for a few days, and I wasn't sure what to expect.

Does this happen rather often? I hope not...

[ooc: She fell asleep in a chair which is now glued to the ceiling. And isn't exactly liking the fact that she might have to jump down.]

Comments

[cruxified]

... Childish pranks are not above the castle nor its residents, unfortunately.

[heal_theworld]

So this is normal for this castle...I wondered. [a sigh] This is all so very strange.

[cruxified]

It is. [a pause] Are you adjusting well?

[heal_theworld]

As well as I can be, for a dead women who was brought back to life. Have you been doing well, Kratos?

[cruxified]

[fdhsjkfd YOU DON'T HAVE TO PUT IT LIKE /THAT/ DX]

... Well enough.

[heal_theworld]

I had hoped so. [here, have a smiley :)] You weren't...stuck on any furniture, were you?

[cruxified]

[... Wow, what a thought.]

No. I witnessed the culprits doing their work, however.

... Do you need help?

[heal_theworld]

...I think I'm fine. These things don't last long, do they?

[cruxified]

Seven days is quite a while to remain in one place.

[heal_theworld]

...Um, maybe you'd better come and get me. I really don't want to jump down... My room number is 1607.

[cruxified]

All right.

[Rather than invading her personal space immediately, he teleports outside her door, knocks, and then lets himself in. It's the first time he's seen her in about four millennia, so he's quieter than a fading spirit, but his shadow gives him away. His eyes travel upward to the ceiling.]

... Martel.

[heal_theworld]

Hello, Kratos! [She forgets about her predicament for a minute to give him a smile as she waves over the side of her chair.]

Ah... [and then she remembers] Can you get me down from here?

[cruxified]

[Oh, God, how he missed that cheer. He's not sure if he can ever get used to it again, though. Everything's changed so much, but he still...]

Of course. [A shimmer of feathers and his wings are out, as bright and beautiful and blue as they've ever been. He hovers up to the chair and holds out his arms.]

[heal_theworld]

So that's what they look like... They're pretty. [shifts out of the chair and puts her arms around his neck] Yuan told me about all of that. [She looks sad for just a bit, and then snaps out of it. She doesn't want him to feel guilty.]

weeee're gonna room filter this now.

[cruxified]

... [Really, what can he say to that? He sets the remark aside and takes Martel into his arms, safely lowers her to the ground.]

... I... failed you. [How can she even smile at him anymore, knowing that he went along with it for so long?]

Yay! Room filter! :)

[heal_theworld]

...I am upset, that you tw-three did it, but... How can I blame you? You must have missed me a great deal, Kratos. That doesn't make it right, but...I do understand.

You...did...turn against my brother [oh, how weird it is to have a brother] in the end, didn't you?