hey, uh. it's Iggy.
I might have an idea about the itchiness going around?
I might have an idea about the itchiness going around?
[ Her tongue is a twisting agony of pain, that is not hers, but how is her heart to know the difference when it was cut open just as freshly? A solid awful beat that was Murphy's loss, seeping through everything as she wept and wept and could not stop and if there is a fitting punishment, perhaps it is this. ]
Murphy... is Murphy being taken care of?
Murphy... is Murphy being taken care of?
Ari —
[ Not Master Aristaeus, not Aristaeus, just - Ari, and just her, quiet, and scared and doing her best to face what happens with whatever is left of her pride. ]
... I need you to make sure that Murphy, Ianthe and Sweeney are looked after. They will not be well. Can you do this for... for me?
[ Not Master Aristaeus, not Aristaeus, just - Ari, and just her, quiet, and scared and doing her best to face what happens with whatever is left of her pride. ]
... I need you to make sure that Murphy, Ianthe and Sweeney are looked after. They will not be well. Can you do this for... for me?
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( in the aftermath of jim's maze: unusual quiet and danny scratching at the barrier of aristaeus' mind, politely knocking to be let in. )
ari
( jumbled, like there's interference. it comes through clearly a second or two later: )
aristaeus, i need a favor.
ari
( jumbled, like there's interference. it comes through clearly a second or two later: )
aristaeus, i need a favor.
...Aristaeus?
[ a low growl from a stranger, tinged with reluctance. khoriya had almost disregarded the name written on the label of the package in favor of wolfing (ha) the contents down without a second thought, hungry as he is.
but something about the name pings a distant thread of memory. mavis had spoken to him of her consort before, when she had offered him her aid. back during the dregs of summer, after khoriya had made himself into an abomination.
...
so he'll do this 'aristaeus' the bare courtesy of inquiring. for her sake. ]
[ a low growl from a stranger, tinged with reluctance. khoriya had almost disregarded the name written on the label of the package in favor of wolfing (ha) the contents down without a second thought, hungry as he is.
but something about the name pings a distant thread of memory. mavis had spoken to him of her consort before, when she had offered him her aid. back during the dregs of summer, after khoriya had made himself into an abomination.
...
so he'll do this 'aristaeus' the bare courtesy of inquiring. for her sake. ]
Did she fucking marry you too without telling me?
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