Aragua and Sototh do that moirail thing.
-- benthicDreamer [BD] began pestering darkAtlantis [DA] at 23:00 --
-- darkAtlantis [DA] seeks Sototh out to ask him about things! She made some sort of hot drink from the codes Gallia gave her. It's creamy and brown in color and smells very sweet. --
-- benthicDreamer [BD] is reading a book on a couch somewhere --
-- darkAtlantis [DA] locates him shortly. Must be some sort of moirail-sense. She curls up next to him and offers him a mug. For some reason the mugs were both alchemized with rather ugly kittens painted on them. --
DA: Do you feel alright, after yesterday?
-- benthicDreamer [BD] takes the kitten mug --
BD: --i--guess--
-- darkAtlantis [DA] tilts her head slightly --
DA: You guess?
BD: --that--was--just--reallyy--weird--
BD: --i--don't--know--what--happened--
DA: You were cha^ti^g somethi^g... Did they tell you to do that?
BD: --i--don't--think--so--
DA: You've bee^ speaki^g with them a lot lately...
BD: --yyeah,--i--know--
DA: vvhat have they bee^ sayi^g?
-- darkAtlantis [DA] leans her head on his shoulder and sips her own drink, wrinkling her nose at its extreme sweetness. --
BD: --nothing--super--out--of--the--ordinaryy--
BD: --apparentlyy--the--jawbone--went--to--the--furthest--ring--
DA: Hm... well, it was more or less theirs, a^yway. I hope they ca^ make better use of it tha^ we did.
BD: --one--of--them--is--probablyy--chewing--on--it--like--a--dog--
DA: Heh... At least it's go^e. I could^'t really sleep, k^owi^g it was out there.
BD: --yyeah--
-- benthicDreamer [BD] sips his cocoa --
DA: But everythi^g else has bee^ alright? Have you ever had a^ythi^g happe^ like that before? Or eve^ read about it?
BD: --no--
DA: ^vot i^ a^y of your books?
-- darkAtlantis [DA] lightly baps his head with her knuckles, teasing --
BD: --no--
DA: ...are you sure you're feeli^g alright?
BD: --i'm--just--a--little--worried--
DA: About what?
BD: --about--this--
DA: About...?
-- darkAtlantis [DA] sets her own mug down to brush his hair with her nails gently. --
BD: --about--what--happened--with--the--jawbone--
DA: It's go^e ^ow. I do^'t thi^k they ca^ give it back to us, exactly...
BD: --what--if--something--is--tryying--to--possess--me?--
-- darkAtlantis [DA] falls quiet, her hands on his shoulders. --
DA: vvhy would they do that ^ow, after everythi^g else? Are^'t you already willi^g to help them?
BD: --i--don't--know--
BD: --theyy--work--in--weird--wayys--
DA: You could ask them straight up.
DA: ^^aybe o^e of them is misbehavi^g agai^...
BD: --mayybe--
DA: Do you remember how it started with Sig^a?
BD: --i--don't--know--the--details--
DA: Probably ^ot with items disappeari^g, though...
BD: --yyeah--
DA: Ask them first, the^. If they de^y it... we'll figure somethi^g out. It could just be the game itself.
-- darkAtlantis [DA] lightly rubs the shell of his ear with her thumb. --
BD: --yyeah--
-- benthicDreamer [BD] purrs quietly --
-- darkAtlantis [DA] smiles and keeps it up, petting him like she would a cat. Maybe it'll take his mind off the whole thing. --
-- benthicDreamer [BD] feels a bit better --
-- darkAtlantis [DA] nuzzles the back of his head, gurgling softly in contentment --
-- darkAtlantis [DA] should sleep much better tonight, herself. She quiets so he can get back to reading, resting against him. --
-- benthicDreamer [BD] reads a bit more about angles and curves in space, which he find terribly boring. He closes the book and goes the fuck to sleep. --
-- darkAtlantis [DA] joins him shortly. --
-- darkAtlantis [DA] ceased pestering benthicDreamer [BD] at 23:49 --


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