catchall; gideon

[toyska]

I want you to know that on my journey to find a shitpost I learned what "pumpkin pounder" means

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[cavaliered]

[she's probably just absently wandering. she does startle when he approaches - goes for her belt. or rather, she goes for her back, and then switches mid grab and goes for her hip to find nothing there.

a beat.]

-- Fine. You? [she's got her full skull paint and sunglasses on, tense, but she's not injured.]

[toyska]

[Honestly, that's fair. He gets it, and so doesn't react.]

Uninjured, at least. "Fine" depends on whatever this is all about. [He doesn't think he needs to specify what "this" is.]

[cavaliered]

Stupid, is what it is. He can't actually be re-dead, we're already in hell. [she says, annoyed.]

[toyska]

I'd like to think that too.

[But... well. Sometimes old habits die (hah) hard.]

[cavaliered]

But you think it is real.

[toyska]

I'm not sure yet. To be honest, I'm not even entirely convinced that we're actually dead. [He crosses his arms over his chest, staring off into the distance.] But even if we are, this place doesn't seem to operate the way our worlds do, which means we can't be certain it follows any rules that make sense.

[cavaliered]

Me either. [to that first part, but - the second part does actually make her pause. that's true. she's been trying to do this based on the rules of her world, but... they're not in her world.

so she sighs, and then:] I don't know. I'm just some cavalier, this is above my paygrade.

[toyska]

[He's glad he's not the only one suspicious about all of this, though perhaps that's not surprising. Still...]

I'd say it's above everyone's. [He sighs.] It's frustrating. We've got a pretty extensive information network back home--it's been a while since I've been without it.

[Sure would be nice for his Harbinger status to carry weight down here... blech...]

[cavaliered]

I've got a grand total of shit and fuckall back home, so at least I'm at the same standing.

So what's your plan, then?

[toyska]

Well, if we make it out of here, you're welcome to join the Fatui. [He's already got one person to drag back to Snezhnaya why not throw a buddy in while he's at it

AIN'T THAT THE QUESTION, THOUGH. He rests a hand on his hip, gaze turning distant as he thinks.]

For now, I don't think there's much we can do besides wait and see what happens. [...After a moment, he adds--] There's one thing I want to look into, but I'm not sure it'll lead anywhere. If it does, I'll let you know.

[cavaliered]

[... huh. she never actually thought about going home. what even is home anymore.

a beat, and then:] Sure. Call on me whenever.

I'm going to make sure Nonagesimus isn't strung up from the ceiling, but. Catch up later.