Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

[necromanswers]

Who: Everyone! OTA!
Broadcast: sure why not
Action: yeahhhhhh
When: 11/12 to 1/4 (minus 12/26)


It's Candlenights! Or Christmas! Or whatever! It's festive! Go celebrate, explore, go get free stuff from a tree!!

More importantly it's a mingle!

--SYSTEM INFORMATION--

Comments

[rebuildyourruins]

Wait... just how long were you on that journey?

[He knows Lup is an elf and presumably possessed of the same kind of longer lifespan, so for anyone to be in danger of dying of age means it was a significant amount of time.]

[necromanswers]

Just shy of a century. Felt a lot longer than that, sometimes.

[rebuildyourruins]

[Eyebrows raised, Thor lets out a low whistle.]

That's a long time to be caught in a cycle... especially one that was dangerous enough for death to happen.

[The closest approximation he has is being stuck here for a hundred years - and that idea is one he quickly stomps on. That doesn't bear thinking about.]

Did you escape it?

[necromanswers]

We kinda did, yeah. At the very least we put it on hold for a while. [Not... ideal... but still technically and arguably better than the Hunger devouring everything.] But it's why I don't really balk at this place- it's just same shit, different day.

[rebuildyourruins]

Another thing to escape from.

[He sounds wry as he says it. Lifting a shoulder in a shrug, Thor can understand that point of view even if he doesn't take it himself.]

Before I was here, I had been stuck on a world where time moved much slower there than elsewhere in the galaxy. I knew that even a day or so spent there would be days longer outside. My home was under attack at the time, so I knew I had to escape as fast as possible.

[It contributes, like many things, to Thor's constant restlessness with the place. With a huff, he folds his arms across his chest.]

And I know what they say about time not moving at home while we're in the Fleet. It doesn't change how it feels to be here, though.

[Wasting time on someone else's whims.]

[necromanswers]

Yeah, this is definitely a more, uh, helpless situation, in a few ways. The goals and the method of escape aren't as clearly outlined as it was my first time around- back then the hard part was how, not what.

[Get the light of creation? Sure, easy goal to understand. Maybe not easy to do, but at least they had a goalpost in sight. Get stronger? That one's easy to recognize, too. Beat the Hunger... well, they could see the goal, but beyond that...

...yeah, not so easy.]

[rebuildyourruins]

It's not helpless. [He says that as certainly as someone would when declaring the sun would rise tomorrow.] We just haven't found the right help yes.

[necromanswers]

Hey, I'm not giving up or anything. As soon as shit gets started, you know I'll be deep in the thick of it. But we've gotta bide our time.

[rebuildyourruins]

Absolutely.

[He hadn't truly thought Lup felt otherwise. Their first conversation had proven that much. But Thor's always ready to make the statement regardless. Some need to be reminded that they aren't doomed to be here forever.]

In the meantime though, what would you say to getting back to town?

[necromanswers]

I'd say that sounds fine with me, if you're ready to rejoin the party.

[She'd hate to rush him with her interruption if he's not okay with it, but it really is too gloomy and lonesome out here. Even if being stuck here isn't a reason to celebrate for him, brooding over it won't get him anywhere, either.]

[rebuildyourruins]

Yeah, I'm done out here.

[The clouds have cleared off entirely, leaving just a starry sky to contend with. It's hard to be particularly mournful looking at that. And really, being distracted is the best way to manage it.

Thor cocks his head to the side and jerks his thumb towards town.]

Let's go.