[IC - Drop]

[vorenado]

[it's a perfectly normal (at least as normal as Camp gets) afternoon, the kind where you think absolutely nothing could go wrong. Gale seems to think that too, but judging from the way he just stopped walking on his way to the Embryon cabin and glanced skyward, you might not be able to tell. the angry, bright green lines traveling up his left leg

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[silent_crown]

[was walking normally until he notices that]

. . . ?

[vorenado]

[lowers his head a little, making a pained smile]

Serph.

[silent_crown]

[takes another step, tilting his head slightly to the side]

Gale.

[vorenado]

I believe... I will not be here for much longer.

[silent_crown]

[!]

[silent_crown]

. . .

[vorenado]

I can feel it -- some force I cannot identify is pulling my body from the Earth. Is this what Argilla felt?

[silent_crown]

[tenses, but nods very slowly, almost painfully]

[vorenado]

I am...

[winces briefly]

I am glad, however.

[silent_crown]

[looks up]

. . . Why?

[vorenado]

I was able to spend this time with you, and the others. For that... I am, at least, grateful I was allowed that much.

[silent_crown]

. . .

[considers briefly, and then nods once]

Then, I'm glad too.

[vorenado]

[smiles, a little more painful this time]

Thank you, Serph.

[silent_crown]

[shakes his head, just taking another step to place a hand on your shoulder, pressing it gently]

[vorenado]

[lifts his hand to cover Serph's, perhaps tighter than he intended]

[silent_crown]

[lowers his gaze at that, pressing it reassuringly]

. . .

We will see each other again.