Well met, Akebono. Of course.
(stackity stack stack... Looks to the wolves, bones creaking as his head swivels.) (It scratches the top of it head with the long megatherium claws.)
...I'm not going to hurt anyone. I'm just dead. Such is life. Such is death. Inevitability.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...Yeah. Well met, uh... (It goes silent, but only for a moment.)
...What do you want me to call you? Like, Nate, or Mr. River, or... Near, was it? (You lack hubris, it muses. That is good.)
(isn't gonna respond to the wolf for now, hoping that Near will be able to explain himself sufficiently) (Not even eternity is eternal. Few understand that.)
call me L, bitch.
...Nate is fine. What happens after? Impossible to say.
(Stacks his last domino for now and brings that skelehand up to his hair, being careful about twirling it this time around.) Content, Being here.
...That wolf, when you set it down, please make sure it doesn't get too close to my construction.
(what, you're not scared of it eating your bones) (It continues to watch, stone still.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Oh! He’s fine.
This wolf is very smart. He’d never do anything so mean, as long as no one offers him food for such a deed.
-The smaller wolf’s ears prick up as he looks to Solace-
-He looks... extremely tired. Warwick must’ve been playing with him all day-
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Deer(Small nod.) Likewise. Of what?
(Begins arranging the dominos unused in this construction according to how many dots they have on them.) (It remains placid, gaze encompassing the entire room, yet focusing in on the woman and the wolf.)
...And thank you. I just wished to be sure. Some otherwise capable assistants I had before I died sometimes managed to damage parts of my constructions when they weren't paying attention, so I am a bit wary of such threats to my work. All seems well.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Brie has set up a chess board in the kitchen-
-playing again, against herself- Oh you're a wily one... I move this piece... Here. -overly dramatic motion to move a pawn... two spaces forward-
-Laurel's just in the corner of the kitchen watching it while holding a cup of coffee-
-deep sigh-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...Your company. I... never would have admitted this in life, but it's stimulating. It's something other than the grit of dry dirt on my bones or the errant root snaking into the orbit of my skull. I have come to not dislike company... No reason, fearing.
(Peers down, eyelessly, at his arranged dominos, then up at Warwick.) Am here now. Will remain... though short. Not fearing inevitability.
Yes. I'm unsure how it happened, but it's akin to waking up after being asleep... With the exception that the thing that put me to sleep was the crushing weight of a large truck. (The Presence is massive, vague, yet in the shape of a megatherium or some similar extinct megafauna. Now that its Being can be perceived, it is vast, solid and white, the details of its shape remaining yet vague. It eyes Solace, remaining still as its massive frame lay half-slumped against the wall.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Warwick nodded-
... Mmm, how unfortunate.
-How? How does this pile of bones get to remember?-
-Warwick flicks at his own earring, a bit annoyed-
... For me, I was injected with untested chemicals against my will... That’s the earliest memory I have, though.
-The feral wolf keeps his eyes on Solace-
-Another pack...-
DeerOutside
- Garou walked through the forest, as he was searching for a hero, sudenly he hears a sound...
- That sound...The King's Engine. Garou looked behind him and saw a blonde man, with three scars running down his face. That would be none other than...
King... the last opponent that could possibly challenge me alone... how can you possibly hope to defeat me? You may have utterly destroyed me before, but my power and martial arts have grown far since then. What will you do?
- King looked at him, his eyes cold as steel, Garou could feel the bloodlust directed at him, the sound of the King's Engine signaling it. Who knows what sort of plan the mind of the world's strongest was planning? -
Martial arts... won't matter.... [If he just touches me I'll die!]
- Garou's eyes widened with rage -
What, you dare mock my skill! I'll show you... Wait a minute... so you've hidden your own anti-martial art techniques, eh? No matter, my skill will keep evolving and surpass yours.
The obvious result will come even easier.... [CRAP! I DEFINITELY CAN'T RUN!]
- What could that mean? What sort of power is King hiding to be so confident in his victory?! -
Haha... so you're still overconfident? No matter, as I grow more skilled.... more skilled...What? Of course, now it all makes sense, you obviously have some magnetic technique that can manipulate the opponent's nerves. The higher level of technique, the more deadly the sabotaging of my efforts and destroying my body. Very, well, I'll just strike the ground to break your concentration and nullify your technique.
- King was sweating with excitement, the bastard must be barely containing his urge to kill! -
Oh no this is bad... [THINK OF SOMETHING QUICK!]...after I'm done with you all the heroes will die, humanity as well [PLEASE SAITAMA! I NEED YOU!]
- Garou eyes widened with fear, does he really mean... -
So your attack wouldn't just kill me, but all life on the whole planet? You call yourself a hero, yet your greatest power would destroy that which you claim to protect? How hypocritical. Hmph, you're not worth fighting. [BLASTED! King really is too strong for me, good thing he's too selfish and lazy to try and stop me. Maybe after I crush the Hero Association I will return to finish him off.]
- Garou bravely ran the other way, not in the totally scared sense, but in the tactical retreat sense -
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...I see. That is also unfortunate. …
(Resumes construction, making another jutting bit of the tower.) (Says nothing to that which watches it, but nods.)
I'm unsure if my tolerance for companionship is in spite of remembering or because of it. I want to say that if I didn't remember, I would be content to lay in my grave and stack stones on my collarbone or something... But I'm not sure. I guess at least I can see again. (Its nostrils twitch as Solace approaches. The nearer she draws, the less vague the Presence appears.)
(The fine details of hair, the gleam in its eyes whiter than their surface, the steady heaving of its belly as it breathes, the slight dampness of its nostrils and lips... All are tangible at this distance. There is even a faint warmth emanating from its body, as one would feel near any mammal.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019... (They will act on that fear.)
(They will act on that fear.)
(And when they do
(Ake rests her hand on the surface of her Z-Ring, a slight frown as she looks over at Near)
It's natural, isn't it? To want companionship. And to see with your own eyes.
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...Nate River. I went by a pseudonym for a long time, Near, and later L... But that was when I was alive. There's no point continuing. Am.
(stacky stack... It's amazing how patient and graceful his movements are with the like... being dead and shit...) Will not Be... For long.
And what's yours? (The Presence raises its head, now that its head Is, to observe the wolves.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019