as certain revelations must be shared

[wraithonyx]

Should one say that life has become interesting when the word 'life' may not apply?

[an interesting philosophical question, to be sure; Phantom almost felt the query to be humorous. it would be humor, acceptance, or some form of horror as a response to his situation -- and he declined to feel any sort of horror, thank you very much

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[ventus_aerius]

[there was a period of silence before Harpuia responds (was he distracted by something?)]

[Phantom.

...

State a location, I'll meet you there]

[ventus_aerius]

I don't blame you...

Anything would be preferred to wandering like this. [pause] I was looking for Leviathan and Fafnir before. That kept me occupied, but they've both recently arrived.

My apologies for not sending you a message sooner. I wanted to make sure Fafnir hadn't lost his mind or the like when he arrived here. I'm still not sure if he's quite sound yet.

[wraithonyx]

A possibility to be considered, then, if nothing else. I have considered as well the chance that we may not leave this place.

[brows lift slightly]

Both are present? And you have reservations about Fafnir -- Leviathan? What about her status?

[ventus_aerius]

Best find some task to apply ourselves to, correct?

Leviathan is well. I've [been bullied into] promised to fly her down to the coastline whenever we've sorted just what is going on and what we're to do.

[wraithonyx]

Always.

[listening, one brow cocked]

I will need to find them, in time. I suspect, however, that if you wait until we know what is happening here you may never fly her to the shore --

[ventus_aerius]

Phantom, you realize I told her that to stall for time, right?

[Harpuia didn't mix well with water and Leviathan hated heights. There was no way that either Guardian was going to get out of it without causing the other some sort of unnecessary trauma]

[wraithonyx]

[wicked little smile ~]

Of course.

You no longer recognize my own humour --?

[ventus_aerius]

[double take- sighs]

[it's amazing what dealing with the brother's sense of humor for a year does]

[wraithonyx]

[amused still ~]

We shall endure.

There is much fog for your winds to drive away in this place, I would say.

[ventus_aerius]

So it would appear. I wonder how successful we Four Guardians will be here, in this time.

[wraithonyx]

I would suggest that much will depend on what we wish to be successful.

[ventus_aerius]

[exhale] Small steps...

[wraithonyx]

Small steps, indeed.

The first step is to know what the other steps must be.

[ventus_aerius]

I wonder what the goal of this situation is. It's hard to plan when one doesn't even know where one is going.

And wandering hasn't been helping us thus far.

[wraithonyx]

We do not have enough information on the situation to make that assessment. That being the case, establishing ourselves such that we may gain that information would be useful.

However --

We should perhaps plan for the possible necessity of finding new purpose.

[the thought is galling. but ...]

[ventus_aerius]

... [Harpuia doesn't even know what to say about that. It had been surprising enough the first time, having their assigned duties move from simple environmental projects to fighting to becoming Generals (and in his case, running Neo Arcadia from behind the scenes)]

Considering this time and place... That might be the best course of action.