LUCIEN IS DEAD!!!! im jk we would never grant jan the sweetness of death. HE IS OR WAS VERY CLOSE TO IT AT LEAST. reirin, who would have held up the comatose lucien in her shaking arms, and who would absolutely flipped and asked medea and mitsuba to tear whatever strips of her skirt they need to bandage and then CONVEY THIS FCKASS BLONDE TO PURRFECT PENANCE, where he is now ensconced in bed, looking paler than death but perhaps close to waking (for threading purposes)
either way, reirin is sitting at his bedside, her bloodied hands folded neatly in her lap, looking very unlike how she's been this past week: unflappable and bright. instead, she looks drawn and still shaken, though she has the possession needed now to look at Medea and Mitsuba in turn,]
A... [her throat is dry, she swallows to work the moisture back into her mouth, then] Are the both of you alright?
[ sure, medea can help carry this dumb blonde over since it's not like there's ranks here and she hasn't had a need to keep to a singular image yet.
medea is concerned by the situation and how the setting forces their hands more than she s concerned that lucien is almost dead. it's not abnormal to be shaken by this kind of thing, so reirin's reaction makes sense.
unfortunately, she doesn't look to bothered even as she looks between all three of the people here. ]
Better than before. [ the imposed weakness. she's ignoring her headache. ] Are you?
[goes to read these effects and your post-maze thread with francy. THIS IS KICKING MY ASS.]
Not at all. In fact, I am at the manor as well. I've just returned from the tower with lady Medea, Mitsuba, and Lucien.
[so tempted to complain about lucien SO TEMPTED TO COMPLAIN but thorns first... thorns first!!! leaves the room to go and find where thorns and elysium are anti-yaoing,]
[ the way i went to see where we were in our thread and i think you can just jack the latest comment if you want, sniffs. free him.
Anyway, I'm in tears, they can never trust churches again. So glad his new bestie can join him in hating Catholics. They are going to have to be sudden penpals though with how this curse is going… ]
Coincidentally, that's where we just came from, too. I'd ask how your excursion went, but some conversations are better saved for in-person, yeah?
[ His worry… It's spiking… He thinks to himself he will swallow down his sudden antisocialism for just long enough to check up on HER them nyoom. This is a good plan. He gives her their location which is just around the bedrooms. ]
Religion has always been about sacrifice. Do you sacrifice someone to accomplish something divine? Can you sacrifice your own desires to be looked upon in a better light?
Would you prefer to be close to death's door and make the others feel what you're feeling now instead? Frustrated and whatever else you're feeling?
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