[ he is at rosie's stolen house! and has taken a bath and is now in blood-free clothes, sitting on the bed up against the wall. the hot bath did nothing for his complexion; he's still pale and borderline grey.
he's got a bandage around the knuckles of one of his hands, and now that he's cleaned up and things are less hectic, she can notice that there are also a lot of paired puncture scars on his neck that weren't there yesterday, though they look like they've been healed for a long time? somehow? hm. ]
Uh, I've felt better, haha... but I didn't get hurt too badly.
[ that much seems to be true; while geto and alfyn both looked like they were at risk of dying, his fresh injuries aren't much worse than what you'd get in a fistfight (if you then got struck by lightning on the way home from the playground, i guess). ]
anyway, you can find karlach on the beach. she's slamming something into a tree over and over and over again. it looks like a piece of furniture or something. it doesn't matter what it is she's just beating the shit out of a tree.]
[ oof. honestly, though, valid. he doesn't have the energy for anything like that so he'll just sit down on the beach a little ways away and watch and smash things vicariously through her. ]
[it takes her a while to work her way out of it - she's a barbarian, rages last a bit. but eventually she does tire herself out, throwing the whatever it was on the ground, dragging in a shaky breath.
[ considers for a moment how he should summarize this... ]
...Well. The short version is we ended up in a city — though I think it was like its own world or something — and this necromancer was trying to get one of us to be a "vessel" for her to help her get out. So she put us through a bunch of shit to try to break us to the point where we'd be desperate enough to accept her help and give her something in return. And then at the end we had to fight her and destroy her to get out of there.
We were all split up for most of it, so I don't know exactly what she did to the others. [ ... ] I was in there for almost two months, though, I think.
he nods. with a little bit of a half-smile, because he appreciates the sympathy. ]
Kind of backfired on her at least, because after she made me go through all of that there was no way in hell I wanted anything to do with her, even if it could have made things easier.
[ well. parts of that hit close to home in a way they sure wouldn't have a few days ago. todomatsu is not an empathetic person in the first place, and the way his reality has always worked — where almost everything is for the sake of a joke, and whatever real suffering they do go through is (mostly) erased by the next episode — this kind of pain would be so far beyond him he wouldn't know how to (or want to) touch it.
it's still far beyond him — years is much different than a couple of months, for one — but he actually has a frame of reference for some of this now. which kind of sucks, because it gives the shadows of those feelings a foothold to linger afterward. ]
...Sorry.
[ for seeing that. he'd rather die than let anyone see his own raw emotions, and even if she's a much warmer and more open person than he is, he can't imagine not feeling uncomfortable with this.
[she swallows a little hard, at that. it is a little uncomfortable - if only because she doesn't know how to deal with people seeing her sad. it isn't her usual. it's like being caught doing something you're not supposed to.]
... Yeah. [she says, finally, brushing her hands off on her clothes.] Haven't got long at all, but - it's alright.
[ is it? how long is not long? before or after the two months they're supposed to have here? is that why she was so quick to volunteer herself as a sacrifice if they couldn't find the real killer that first week? doesn't that make it even more fucked up that she got assigned to the damn mortuary??? ]
Mm... [ he rubs his neck a little absently. ] I can't really imagine what that must be like.
[ having a countdown looming over your head, anyway; dying he can definitely imagine. that's got to be the worst, just waiting. ]
[did you know that you're the first person to make the connection about her volunteering herself up as sacrifice, because HELP, that's exactly it. actually you just opened your third eye on both of those things
she drags in a breath.]
I don't like to. [she says, glancing at him.] But - I don't mind it, it's not like it's going to go away if I pretend it doesn't exist.
Mostly I just like to try and enjoy what I've got. Never know when it's going to be the end.
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