[ Sorry, they had to mow through, though he wondered if they could have saved these people with that woman's cure. Maybe they were too far gone, he thinks as he's stained with their blood and sheathes his sword.
They approach the graveyard and he mostly stands guard. How does the path ahead look? ]
[ when vin checks the river, it actually appears to be made of oil and not water. just a huge oil slick. how does anything even grow here? ugh. the smell is not super pleasant, and it is very flammable stuff.
the gravestones are written in a language that erin doesn't recognize. the letters seem to swirl a little if she watches them, though she finds herself fascinated trying to read it. how cool.
nona tosses a rock... one of the boards clatters down. not very stable.
as for gojo, it's impossible say—these people don't look too far gone, even if their minds are. physically, they seem very human. mentally, they weren't there at all. the path ahead starts to wind and break down; there are some buildings, and the tombstones littered around are less orderly. there's also some bodies out there that you guys definitely didn't cause, oops. ]
[in regards to nobody being injured. she makes a face at the oil river, but she looks forward on the path, glancing towards the buildings they can see now.]
That's as good a place to head as any, right?
[that being said, she's still holding onto her weapon and keeping her guard up in case whatever caused these Additional Corpses is hanging out somewhere nearby.]
[These are fascinating gravestones! The letters are swirling!]
...ooooookay, the graves don't tell much...
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This is fascinating! But ultimately useless.
[Well this is the first nifty thing she has seen in the entire trip so far. Erin returns to the rest, ready to go with them to the buildings, a little cheered up, hand on her blade]
[ for the record, the letters on the gravestones are not very interesting, and they also look pretty normal. just gravestones.
THESE POOR PEOPLE you are looting them. gojo may find a molotov cocktail made with river oil and some weird crystallized blood.
vin will once again find quite a lot of dead people. these ones are similar to ones they all killed just now, but also some that seem... pretty normal. some women and children, their faces decaying in obvious fear. there are buildings up ahead in a clearing that they fled from, but whatever was chasing them must've caught up.
there is also a person, resting against one of the gravestones. they're wearing hunter's garb also, so it's a little hard to see their face right now, but they offer a tired wave. hi. ]
[taking a moment when she sees the corpses that aren't so monstrous, letting out a breath. then she kind of snaps to attention when she notices the sole still living person not in their party, blinking.]
[Erin's eyes narrow slightly, she with her guard up. This looks like a person and all...but she wouldn't be surprised if there's some horrible thing out there who can mimic humans well.
She's just letting things go on, not directing a word to this stranger]
[ Well... I guess these are theirs. He can't feel bad since it's going to a good cause which is their survival, so he's not sorry. At the very least, he quietly respects their remains and does not step on them.
Vin and Erin can handle the new person as he squints at the gravestones... ]
I don't see it. [ Looks to her. ] You're not feeling sick or anything, right?
[ they pull down their face mask and tip up their hat a bit so they can greet the two ladies properly. he looks like this fella. he does seem friendly, and obviously you all recognize him.
"You got roped into this too?"
gojo will feel stronger for having these blood crystals especially. and also a molotov, those are pretty strong.
nona is having a crisis apparently, but i need to reiterate that none of you see what she's talking about at all. okay nona. the gravestones sit quietly, as do the littered bodies strewn about. ]
[she glances toward gojo as she sees who it is in case he wants to take over this conversation. she doesn't want to stray too far if they're staying to talk to him a bit, but she'll move forward just enough to see if there's anything going on with the buildings in front of them. nona gets a concerned glance before she does that, though. flesh gravestones........]
We get roped into a lot of things these days. Which one did you get roped into?
[Better not say 'yes' without knowing what Geto is referring to. Never be careless with that kind of question, is something she learned during her life]
[ vin can go check out the buildings while sweet nona has a breakdown and the others talk to geto. it's quiet out here—there are bodies in the homes, some mutated and others not. some are wearing a vicious snarl for a death mask, and others are just afraid. they all died like this, cut down by something apparently very strong. she may loot their bodies or homes, if she likes.
nona can wave at geto, and he'll wave back. he remembers her! the tiny bit of suspicion in his smile might still hurt, though.
he looks at erin the same way, though he doesn't really give much away in his expression. weird seeing dead people here. anyway. he'll speak to all of them.
"Why are you here? I've been stuck here hunting for weeks. I saw Rondo and some others around too."
he looks tired, his clothes caked in blood and crime, but he's alive. he looks and sounds completely real.
[she'll try to avoid looting anyone who looks like they were a normal human when they died, but any of the mutated corpses are fair game. this makes sense to her. if there are any cool looking weapons she'll probably gravitate towards them, but she doesn't linger. if there's nothing more notable in any of the houses, she'll go back to the others so they don't stay separated for too long..]
We saw Rondo and others too, last night. Our contracts are still ongoing, though.
I doubt they'll be over unless we get a little help. Information, a hint, anything.
[Not surprisingly, Erin isn't the sweetest when asking for information. Mostly, it's a way to try two things: avoid talking about what herself and the others are doing because causing too much suspicion isn't good, and trying to see if Geto would impart anything that could be useful in the near future.
She's very guarded against Geto, truthfully. Past experiences have made her wary against people who look like individuals she has known]
[ leave me alone just because you guys have the same names!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM GETTING DISTRACTED BY YOUR PARTY GAME
anyway vin can discriminate against monsters and loot them. they have blood crystals, some molotovs, and a journal. it's rotted with blood, but there is one entry left.
Ahh, your lies spin a web, but I see through your deceit! I did not learn from books. No, no, no, no, no... I learned it all with my own mind... The eyes in my mind see so much more.
for the others, they can interrogate geto some, though again in their soup brains no matter how bad my rp is, there is no distinguishing him from the real thing. he lightly kicks back, like this is some insane shared biorhythm for them.
"A hint? It's pretty simple. You kill beasts until your contract is done. You'll keep dying and reviving until it's through. When you're free, you're free. No more revivals after that, though."
so mr. geto here is on his last life, but at least he doesn't have to worry about murdering things anymore! yayyyy.
"There's others at the cathedral. I'll take you there, they'll explain more."
since he would also like to at least see gojo and questionably maybe some of the others of you survive this. the cathedral is not too far up ahead, where there's a large gate to enter it. ]
[what a neat and totally normal journal! anyways. after reading it, she frowns a little before she heads back towards the others.
when she comes back amongst the gravestones, she looks at geto for a long moment. thanks for the useful intel!! unfortunately it does not stop her from pulling out one of her daggers and immediately trying to rush him so she can stab him. anyone is absolutely free to stop her from doing this. i'm so sorry.]
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[That's not something she's used to! But what matters is that she's not injured.
Erin checks some of the tombstones. Let's see what we got here. What do the gravestones say?]
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[why must everything be spooky!! and a graveyard!! a spooky graveyard!!
nona will go and check out the little bridge. what happens if she tries to find a small rock to toss onto it.]
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[ Sorry, they had to mow through, though he wondered if they could have saved these people with that woman's cure. Maybe they were too far gone, he thinks as he's stained with their blood and sheathes his sword.
They approach the graveyard and he mostly stands guard. How does the path ahead look? ]
Try not to disturb anything too much.
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the gravestones are written in a language that erin doesn't recognize. the letters seem to swirl a little if she watches them, though she finds herself fascinated trying to read it. how cool.
nona tosses a rock... one of the boards clatters down. not very stable.
as for gojo, it's impossible say—these people don't look too far gone, even if their minds are. physically, they seem very human. mentally, they weren't there at all. the path ahead starts to wind and break down; there are some buildings, and the tombstones littered around are less orderly. there's also some bodies out there that you guys definitely didn't cause, oops. ]
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[in regards to nobody being injured. she makes a face at the oil river, but she looks forward on the path, glancing towards the buildings they can see now.]
That's as good a place to head as any, right?
[that being said, she's still holding onto her weapon and keeping her guard up in case whatever caused these Additional Corpses is hanging out somewhere nearby.]
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...ooooookay, the graves don't tell much...
[.......]
This is fascinating! But ultimately useless.
[Well this is the first nifty thing she has seen in the entire trip so far. Erin returns to the rest, ready to go with them to the buildings, a little cheered up, hand on her blade]
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but she looks at the gravestones and pauses, squinting and looking a little grossed out.]
Do you guys see that...?
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We might as well since it's along the way. [ And raises his eyebrows to Nona. ] See what?
[ Looks at what she's looking at. ]
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THESE POOR PEOPLE you are looting them. gojo may find a molotov cocktail made with river oil and some weird crystallized blood.
vin will once again find quite a lot of dead people. these ones are similar to ones they all killed just now, but also some that seem... pretty normal. some women and children, their faces decaying in obvious fear. there are buildings up ahead in a clearing that they fled from, but whatever was chasing them must've caught up.
there is also a person, resting against one of the gravestones. they're wearing hunter's garb also, so it's a little hard to see their face right now, but they offer a tired wave. hi. ]
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...Hello. Who are you?
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She's just letting things go on, not directing a word to this stranger]
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I see flesh on the gravestones... Or rather, it's like the gravestones are filled up with flesh?
[shudders]
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Vin and Erin can handle the new person as he squints at the gravestones... ]
I don't see it. [ Looks to her. ] You're not feeling sick or anything, right?
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"You got roped into this too?"
gojo will feel stronger for having these blood crystals especially. and also a molotov, those are pretty strong.
nona is having a crisis apparently, but i need to reiterate that none of you see what she's talking about at all. okay nona. the gravestones sit quietly, as do the littered bodies strewn about. ]
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[she glances toward gojo as she sees who it is in case he wants to take over this conversation. she doesn't want to stray too far if they're staying to talk to him a bit, but she'll move forward just enough to see if there's anything going on with the buildings in front of them. nona gets a concerned glance before she does that, though. flesh gravestones........]
They look normal to me.
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[Better not say 'yes' without knowing what Geto is referring to. Never be careless with that kind of question, is something she learned during her life]
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[but also she pauses when she sees geto whom she also misses but presumably he also doesn't recognize her like mathis!!]
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Vin can go as she wants. He doesn't need to be up close for conversation, but he does step forward as long as someone is with Nona. ]
Why are you here?
[ Quickly scanning him are you dying that is his instinctual reaction ]
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nona can wave at geto, and he'll wave back. he remembers her! the tiny bit of suspicion in his smile might still hurt, though.
he looks at erin the same way, though he doesn't really give much away in his expression. weird seeing dead people here. anyway. he'll speak to all of them.
"Why are you here? I've been stuck here hunting for weeks. I saw Rondo and some others around too."
he looks tired, his clothes caked in blood and crime, but he's alive. he looks and sounds completely real.
"I just finished up my contract." ]
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I doubt they'll be over unless we get a little help. Information, a hint, anything.
[Not surprisingly, Erin isn't the sweetest when asking for information. Mostly, it's a way to try two things: avoid talking about what herself and the others are doing because causing too much suspicion isn't good, and trying to see if Geto would impart anything that could be useful in the near future.
She's very guarded against Geto, truthfully. Past experiences have made her wary against people who look like individuals she has known]
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she stays quiet, glancing at gojo for a moment since she figures he can do the part of questioning this geto alongside erin.]
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Satoru looks at him, then sighs... ]
Yeah, what Erin said. I don't really remember the details about the contract, but you said you completed yours? How'd you go about that...
[ Gently kicking Suguru's boot. ]
You should let us copy your homework if you're going to die here all by yourself.
[ He doesn't mean it. ]
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anyway vin can discriminate against monsters and loot them. they have blood crystals, some molotovs, and a journal. it's rotted with blood, but there is one entry left.
Ahh, your lies spin a web, but I see through your deceit! I did not learn from books. No, no, no, no, no... I learned it all with my own mind... The eyes in my mind see so much more.
for the others, they can interrogate geto some, though again in their soup brains no matter how bad my rp is, there is no distinguishing him from the real thing. he lightly kicks back, like this is some insane shared biorhythm for them.
"A hint? It's pretty simple. You kill beasts until your contract is done. You'll keep dying and reviving until it's through. When you're free, you're free. No more revivals after that, though."
so mr. geto here is on his last life, but at least he doesn't have to worry about murdering things anymore! yayyyy.
"There's others at the cathedral. I'll take you there, they'll explain more."
since he would also like to at least see gojo and questionably maybe some of the others of you survive this. the cathedral is not too far up ahead, where there's a large gate to enter it. ]
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when she comes back amongst the gravestones, she looks at geto for a long moment. thanks for the useful intel!! unfortunately it does not stop her from pulling out one of her daggers and immediately trying to rush him so she can stab him. anyone is absolutely free to stop her from doing this. i'm so sorry.]
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