CAVERN.

[atrueheroine]

[Another encounter with the Shimmer, another round of confusion, frustration and exhaustion. It's probably going to be a fairly unanimous opinion, but Page much preferred the circle of peaceful corpses over the tree of suffering.

She emerged from the river just in time to hear what the Shimmer had to say, and it leaves a bad taste in her mouth. But regardless of feelings, it's probably wise that they don't move away from this cavern for the time being; the fire, remnants of that horrible tree, is providing light and warmth. They couldn't really ask for much more, especially after spending the past week in darkness.

So Page will swim back to the fire, placing herself in front of it and unwinding her headpiece, letting her locs fall free around her face. She's soaked, miserable and cold. As awful as the source of the heat is, she needs to dry off. The last thing she wants is to fall ill.

Not that it would mean much - sounds like a problem for her body. Wherever that is.

You're free to join her, or do what you will; time to rest, before the new week begins.]

Comments

[scythegun]

I'm a bit surprised no one's tried it yet. But you're right, I doubt shooting it would do anything.

[alchemicals]

We'll figure something out.

[Or we won't and we'll all die. It'll work out either way.]

[scythegun]

[Yeah, exactly.]

Of course. That's what the researchers are here for, right?

[...the researchers don't deserve this.]

[alchemicals]

Yeah, I guess.

[...]

God. Hopefully people will be a bit less wigged out once we're out of this place, it's gotten to everybody from the look of it.

[scythegun]

I suppose we should have expected the worst, but "mine's haunted" isn't exactly a specific warning.

[honestly, who the hell thought that was a good idea!!!!]

[alchemicals]

"Haunted" is not exactly the word I would have used for that.

[scythegun]

Ja, that certainly was a strange choice. I suppose maybe they thought the Shimmer was a ghost, if it appeared to them...? That woman's appearance is a bit ghostly.

[alchemicals]

...That's true, yeah. Makes me think they didn't talk to her at all, though.

[scythegun]

Perhaps they fled the moment they saw her. Which may have actually been a better idea than trying to talk to her, given how successful everyone else has been at that.

[alchemicals]

Tell me about it. I was a little concerned Garma was going to ask to talk to its manager or its mother or something.

[...]

Can I ask you something?

[scythegun]

I'm a bit disappointed he didn't.

[Yeager inclines his head a bit at the question.]

Of course. What is it?

[alchemicals]

That thing you were absolutely not having the deep thoughts about. About not existing or whatever.

You agree with it any, or not?

[scythegun]

[Yeager lifts his shoulders a bit again and returns his attention to the tree.]

Death would be greatly preferable to an existence like that, ja? I'd say that there certainly are fates worse than death.

[alchemicals]

I... Probably? Maybe. I don't know.

[He gets it, while on the other hand not really being sure that he gets it.]

I don't know if you've noticed, but I don't exactly work right? So I get that it sucks, but I can't really fathom what it'd be like or anything. It's just something that's probably bad that happened to somebody else.

So I don't really know what I think of it. If death would be worse or not.

[scythegun]

It is a rather unique situation, and one that seems very difficult to imagine.

[...]

Perhaps I'm just overthinking it.

[alchemicals]

Or maybe you're just better at this than I am. Like I said, I don't really work right.

[...]

You going to be okay?

[scythegun]

You aren't doing that poorly, you know.

[But at the question he turns back to Kimbley with a smile.]

Of course I am. I've been through worse.