she shifts her way through the locker, just looking, trying to make sure there's nothing that she's missing, and then - she comes to a very abrupt stop. because there's a body on the hook and it's... spins wheel, dahut!
there's a burst of panic, and then grief, and then confusion, all at once. this can't be right.]
[ does the cartoony thing of almost running into her when she stops without him noticing ]
Wh— huh???
[ oh. wow. big same on those emotions!!! they just got him back after all this time, so what the hell??
subconsciously squeezing her hand... ]
N-no way, that— [ he stops himself. the bodies were in the pods before. and he just saw dahut alive a little bit ago. so— he doesn't think this looks fresh enough for that?? it sure doesn't smell like it. ] That doesn't make sense. Right?
[sorry for the violently ill feeling, though, she's reaching her limit of being able to smell blood without wanting to yartz. she's really good at the whole assassin thing.]
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she shifts her way through the locker, just looking, trying to make sure there's nothing that she's missing, and then - she comes to a very abrupt stop. because there's a body on the hook and it's... spins wheel, dahut!
there's a burst of panic, and then grief, and then confusion, all at once. this can't be right.]
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Wh— huh???
[ oh. wow. big same on those emotions!!! they just got him back after all this time, so what the hell??
subconsciously squeezing her hand... ]
N-no way, that— [ he stops himself. the bodies were in the pods before. and he just saw dahut alive a little bit ago. so— he doesn't think this looks fresh enough for that?? it sure doesn't smell like it. ] That doesn't make sense. Right?
[ his voice is muffled behind his hand. ]
So... Probably the mist...
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it can't be real. she forces herself to listen to him, shaking her head to clear it. they've seen him, he was fine, so... christ. what a horrible illusion. throné swallows hard, tugging todomatsu back with her away from the body on the hook.]
Yes. Yes, probably the mist.
[sorry for the violently ill feeling, though, she's reaching her limit of being able to smell blood without wanting to yartz. she's really good at the whole assassin thing.]