† save me i'm going crazy

[cruxified]

[There is a dark figure on the Plane. He doesn't move at first, and if it wasn't for that hair, he might even blend in. He seems preoccupied with a printout of Braxiatel's welcome brochure.

Suddenly, Kratos is pelted by a golf ball flying out of fucking nowhere a.k.a. that one black hole. He catches it before it hits the floor, stares at it, and

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[cruxified]

[Were he a little less of a tightward, he might actually find that funny. But all Braxiatel gets is a slight lowering of his brow.]

Yes, deliberately tossing objects into an abyss is an urge many people cannot suppress.

[He makes a note to check it out later anyway.]

[cruxified]

[Never. Kratos Aurion doesn't smile, the world just angles itself to make it look like he is.]

It served its purpose well, but a few updates might be needed if that is the case... or perhaps a different compilation altogether.

[darkercalling]

The twins who own the shop have disappeared. No one's seen them.

[Aaaand, that's his useful contribution.]

Unless the brochure says that now.

[cruxified]

Hm. [He folds the brochure neatly and tucks it into a pocket.] It seems to be somewhat outdated. That leaves us with the woman named Meredith Sault if there are problems.

[He's not inviting any, but this sort of thing never goes smoothly in his experience.]

[darkercalling]

[Riku shakes his head.]

From what everyone else says, she's not around, either.

[realitymods]

[For once, when Meredith appears, she isn't cloaked. She is in a ballet dancer's costume, complete with pointe shoes. What is under the hood is a woman with blue-grey eyes and dull brown hair, pinned up for the dance.]

I'm sorry I haven't been present. Other matters are taking my time. Please greet our new guest kindly for us, Riku.

[And as quick as she appeared, she is gone.]

[unto_death]

[Well, crap. Botta doesn't want to deal with this guy, like, at all.

On the other hand, the ability to pop out at any time puts him and Kratos on equal ground, for once, and that's not an opportunity to be sacrificed.]

Are you truly? Or would you not rather turn a blind eye to it entirely?

[cruxified]

[Whoops, I'm not supposed to know you exist.]

... I don't have a choice.

[What, were you expecting an optimistic sort of answer?]

I doubt this place is worth my time... other than what is forced upon me.

[unto_death]

In that case, by all means, you're free to simply leave and choose not to return.

[He'll be grateful and relieved if that's actually what happens. Do Not Want. >/]

[cruxified]

Is it really that easy? I think you have more pressing business, and yet you stand here as well.

[DICK MODE: engage.]