EMET-SELCH

[chanteuser]

Comments

[arkitect]

It is certainly a possibility. Really, with the state this Realm seems to be in, such a thing would hardly be surprising.

[pardon him, he's finding a spot to take a seat-- he's done just looming around right here, apparently.]

Well, of the two, I do prefer this and the manor.

[chanteuser]

[ she... well. she doesn't really want to sit on the ground, so she'll just stand. leaning on the gravestones seems kind of disrespectful, even if they are essentially in a living memory. ]

Not a fan of the "Wild Wild West" theme? [ emet-selch, your cowboy hat. ]

[ it's probably getting a little foggier around here. the fog is bubbles. or at least, hiding a few of them for our convenience. ]

[arkitect]

Certainly not. Though I cannot say I have been a fan of most of them, really, save for the stars.

[space was nice. he sort of misses hanging out on the moon.

he has his eye on you, bubbles... well, the ones he can see. the fog bubbles are gonna help.]

[chanteuser]

... I liked the space one until Sharon and Kano died, I think. Looking at the stars from the ground instead is probably fine with me.

[ and then two teens she’s fond of went semi-deaf and an ooze monster spat acid at her legs.

fuck space. ]

[ the fog is wafting along just leisurely enough to become dangerous — it’s closer, and hiding a few determined bubbles away from emet’s watching eyes.

alex doesn’t seem to have noticed the fog, but she is at least doing a cursory check before moving, in case of rogue bubbles. ]

It’s a little tougher to enjoy a place when you know what’s probably going to happen at the end of the week.