( it takes awhile, but once Steve talks to Mathilde and bullies Billy into pawing through a (mostly) dead ladies things: )
Hey, so, I asked around, but pretty sure I found jack all. Please tell me you figured out something more helpful than she liked cats and jammed out with that cranky old fucker that doesn't want to help.
[ Louis spent most of his time in the library making out with the Chevalier, but there was something. ]
Don't know about cats, but one journal mentioned a trapped servitor. The text suggests that starving the beast could force it to self-exorcise its host.
"If physically bound to one location—indefinitely without a manner to sustain itself— shouldn't it seek out another with similar grievings to feed on?"
Similar grievings. That's not food. That's like. Sad.
( these things feeding on vibes is SO ENTITY coded and yet Steve gets the ugly eye for bringing up the fact they're clearly in a super weird trial. so fine, he WON'T bring it up.
but he's thinking it. )
Maybe that's the problem. It's hungry but there's nobody else that feels bad like Agnete does. Or... I don't know. ( he is not the brains of this operation, he is the collect rings and harass NPCs part of this operation. )
It wasn't a movie, dick. Trust me, I wish it was. The guy was an asshole, you try running from a dude that can switch between dog, bat, and a floating douchebag that can make walls of fire, for some goddamn reason.
No. [ He says, still awake while Ilya is all but dead to the world beside him. ]
Well, I'm awake now. In case they surprise us with a different timeline. And plan for their fucking sacrifice. [ In other words, yeah, he's worried about a midnight kidnapping. So he's awake. ]
A fight broke out and the attention shifted away from me. The conversation quieted down soon after that.
[ see? he was right to tell Shane that these people would find a new target in no time. ]
I'm in the library now, trying to see if I can find anything on the people they sacrificed in the past. Seems like they've been at it for a while.... [ he sounds distracted for a moment as he grabs a book that seems like it could hold some answers-- ] You should get some rest. If you hear anyone coming, just let me know.
A fight? Between who? [ Perhaps to Louis's surprise, Shane sounds more interested than worried, though there's still a bit of that in the question as well. Knowing who the fighters are will be important, one way or another. The bruisers on his team have always been useful.
But reading, research... that sounds even more useful. Something Shane feels stupid for not thinking of at all. Of course this place would have a library. He'd never thought that there could be a record of what's gone on in the past, though. ]
And what would you do? If I did hear someone coming? [ Because that had sounded confident, and Shane certainly isn't. ] Aren't you tired too?
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Hey, so, I asked around, but pretty sure I found jack all. Please tell me you figured out something more helpful than she liked cats and jammed out with that cranky old fucker that doesn't want to help.
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Don't know about cats, but one journal mentioned a trapped servitor. The text suggests that starving the beast could force it to self-exorcise its host.
"If physically bound to one location—indefinitely without a manner to sustain itself— shouldn't it seek out another with similar grievings to feed on?"
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But if this is the only way mentioned, shouldn't it have worked by now?
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( these things feeding on vibes is SO ENTITY coded and yet Steve gets the ugly eye for bringing up the fact they're clearly in a super weird trial. so fine, he WON'T bring it up.
but he's thinking it. )
Maybe that's the problem. It's hungry but there's nobody else that feels bad like Agnete does. Or... I don't know. ( he is not the brains of this operation, he is the collect rings and harass NPCs part of this operation. )
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voice ;
[Is he reaching for something to talk about? If he is, he doesn't know her.]
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It's not just the blood. Have you heard the elders whispering? They're talking like they're afraid it'll come true if someone hears them.
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[ Is Louis still on his campaign to disbelieve everything they've told him thus far? Is he still choosing to die on Agnete's hill?]
You disagree, obviously.
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Agnete's death didn't cause this. Her death came as a relief.
The blood tastes different because it's going to be winter soon.
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It's not the weather, it's the taste of dread spoiling the light of life.
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omg i thought i tagged this
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idk when this happened but sometime 🥰
( he's not disappointed. obviously. but seriously, Louis, why don't you turn into a wolf? )
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Did he also pull a rabbit out of a hat? You've seen too many scary movies, Steve.
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It wasn't a movie, dick. Trust me, I wish it was. The guy was an asshole, you try running from a dude that can switch between dog, bat, and a floating douchebag that can make walls of fire, for some goddamn reason.
( ... ... . . .. )
So can you do the fire thing?
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his voice, quiet, hours after the meeting.
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Yeah, I'm fine.
Are you having trouble sleeping?
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Well, I'm awake now. In case they surprise us with a different timeline. And plan for their fucking sacrifice. [ In other words, yeah, he's worried about a midnight kidnapping. So he's awake. ]
What happened to you? After I left?
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[ see? he was right to tell Shane that these people would find a new target in no time. ]
I'm in the library now, trying to see if I can find anything on the people they sacrificed in the past. Seems like they've been at it for a while.... [ he sounds distracted for a moment as he grabs a book that seems like it could hold some answers-- ] You should get some rest. If you hear anyone coming, just let me know.
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But reading, research... that sounds even more useful. Something Shane feels stupid for not thinking of at all. Of course this place would have a library. He'd never thought that there could be a record of what's gone on in the past, though. ]
And what would you do? If I did hear someone coming? [ Because that had sounded confident, and Shane certainly isn't. ] Aren't you tired too?
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SOMEWHAT AFTER DA MEETING
( what a way to start a conversation, right??? )
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What?
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( except for the part where he's here accusing a vampire of a double homicide, obviously!!! )
Somebody got vampired. That's you or Lestat. So which is it?
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[ she wasn't here when those guys died, sure, he just wants to be pedantic because Steve seeing right through their game is annoying. and dangerous. ]
Steve. You really want to have this conversation?
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all those typos franni u should have yelled at meeeee
never
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cw: suicidal ideation
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