for we all have our own twilights

[lord_wizard]

Who: Felix Harrowgate, Tyrion Lannister
Broadcast: none
Action: somewhere on Drade
When: about a week after this

After a few days of tinkering on the prototypes that Tyrion had begun work on some time ago, he and Felix have at last assembled together in a shuttle to test the product of their designs. Descending to a island that skirts the upper level of the mists, they stop just outside of the reach of the dark, twisting tendrils of the strange fog. It gives Felix a vague sensation of unease to look at, the slowly drifting banks of mists recalling in the strange way the progress of a river he'd left behind long ago.

Instead, he purposefully directs his gaze back down to his lap, where he's double checking the fastenings and seals on his own mask. The design seems to be, on paper, a significant improvement over those available on the island - a melding of their concept and Atroma's knowledge. But it's the source of that which still troubles him.

"Are you ready?" he asks, glancing across to where Tyrion sat, as he ignored his own worries in favor of the possibility of discovery.

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[lord_wizard]

"It won't help if he follows us," Felix hisses down, trying to glance back at the way he'd come. He takes a few hesitant steps backwards. Meanwhile, ahead of them, a shape begins to resolve itself in the mist, a slightly stocky dark-haired man striding lazing forward.

"Lost again, darling?" the voice calls out calmly, and the fog around him lights up with orange pin-pricks.

Telling himself that Malkar is dead goes Felix little good. Even in Paradisa the idea that such things were not prohibited, and anything could return from the grave to haunt him.

[tallasaking]

"How can it possibly be a 'he' when I am clearly hearing a 'she' - oh yes of course, we fear different things." Tyrion stated, even though he could hear the swish of red velvet across stone floor. He gripped the weapon at his side, peering into the shadows where he could just make out Cersei's form.

He took a few more steps back up the hill, and grabbed at Felix, dragging him with him.