THE TOWN SQUARE.

[atrueheroine]

[Page silently watches the church burn for a little while, once she's emerged safely from it, before turning away and heading to the town square to meet up with everyone else. It makes sense to rest here, as they did last week, after another town with another tragic story to tell.

At least that time, however, they'd all survived it unscathed.

Once she's made it over to the group, she drops her pack onto the ground and collapses next to it, staring at her feet. It's going to take a bit to...process all of that, and while she'd love to get up in front of everyone and make some kind of rousing speech, she just doesn't have it in her at the moment.

Instead, she'll look up from the stone of the square, eventually, casting her eye over everyone and saying (almost to herself)-]

...I hope everyone is all right.

[That is likely far from true, but...well. They're all alive, Wesker is dead, and that's something. She's trying her best not to look at that little tree-sculpture with the key around its neck.


OOC: Second verse, same as the first! Here's our post-event mingle post, to talk about what the hell just happened in there, lick our wounds, and beg forgiveness from...from Flower Girl. Top-level away; Page will have her own up, if you'd like to talk to her.]

Comments

[klematis]

So you're not a fan or horror, I take it. [ ...strangely there might be some disappointment here. Or maybe he's just filing away what Yeager would enjoy way too seriously or something. ]

[scythegun]

Not particularly, no. But I'd argue that there's a difference between "horror" and whatever was going on with the talking corpse and his horribly mutated friend!

[klematis]

And the difference being?

[scythegun]

"Horror" is typically present in fiction - in stories - ja? This is something we had to deal with, and two of our own got shot for their efforts.

[klematis]

Yes, that's all true. [ He says blithely, what is concern over damage to their party? ]

But just because we're experiencing it doesn't mean it's not a story. Autobiographies have existed for quite some time.

[scythegun]

[honestly, fair, yeager likewise doesn't really care outside of not liking the weird zombie men and their injured party members helped his point, so!!]

There's certainly some truth to that! I do wonder what one of our autobiographies would look like after we're done with all this...

[Not that he'd ever write one, but still!!]

[klematis]

I doubt it would be a boring read. But then again, that might be true of our time before the Shimmer too, no?

[ Wink. ]

[scythegun]

I imagine most of us would find our own stories rather boring, but our worlds are all so different, it's hard not to find everyone else's fascinating!

[klematis]

Hm...then, would you tell me one of your own?

[scythegun]

Hmm...

[Give him a moment to think about it. Finally, he shrugs.]

Unfortunately, most of my stories are fairly long and not all that interesting. Now seems like a bit of a bad time to go off on such a tangent, ja? Perhaps we should discuss this later.

[It's not like he particularly minds or cares what the others would think, but talking about anything in his past is Complicated, and he'd prefer not to.]

[klematis]

I'm a patient listener, Yeager. But there are better times—under the veil of liquor is one of my personal favorites.

[ fair so he won't push it! also he's winking because he's def taken advantage of people being smashed spilling their life stories. ]

But if we find the time here, we could do a trade.

[scythegun]

Probably for the best we don't have any of that here, but under less dangerous circumstances it would have been nice!

[Kinda sorta, he doesn't usually drink much.]

That does sound nice, though! We'll have to do that at some point.

[klematis]

I'll look forward to it, under whatever conditions the future may bring. [ A weight on the word condition, because it would be hard to converse while they're both flowers! So hopefully it doesn't come down to that. ]