Oh. [ A shrug. ] Kostos. The grouchy one. And his - I think it's his twin? The other one. I never actually got his name. Gwenaelle, too. And Petrana made it pretty clear that - you know - it looks like there's nothing else for us Rifters except this. That once we're gone, we're - quite gone.
Ah, all the friendliest members of the Inquisition!
[ she loves Gwen dearly, but the woman is not a font of optimism or kindness. From what she's heard and observed, the others are either prickly and abrupt by nature or not given to mincing words. ]
I imagine we can truly know as little of what happens to Rifters who disappear as we can about what transpires upon our own deaths. There are those who have been here since right after the death of the Herald, there are those who have come and gone.
[ she waves her unoccupied hand dismissively ]
Even if they are right and you are here for only a short time before dissipating, you may make as much of a mark as any of the rest of us do before we are poisoned, or shot, or stabbed, or any of the other lovely things that befall us in this world. It is not as if the impacts of the departed are destroyed with them.
[ another such wave of her hand. how dare, she isn't sweet. ]
They were not required to attempt to cause you to feel poorly either. Perhaps they and I together shall cause some manner of equilibrium.
[ speaking of hands, her first is complete, and the attendant moves to sit on the other side of the lounge. Alexandrie examines the first with a satisfied smile, and swaps her wine glass into it to offer the other hand. ]
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Date: 2018-07-31 09:56 pm (UTC)[ She sounds pretty steady about it. ]
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Date: 2018-07-31 10:47 pm (UTC)[ she loves Gwen dearly, but the woman is not a font of optimism or kindness. From what she's heard and observed, the others are either prickly and abrupt by nature or not given to mincing words. ]
I imagine we can truly know as little of what happens to Rifters who disappear as we can about what transpires upon our own deaths. There are those who have been here since right after the death of the Herald, there are those who have come and gone.
[ she waves her unoccupied hand dismissively ]
Even if they are right and you are here for only a short time before dissipating, you may make as much of a mark as any of the rest of us do before we are poisoned, or shot, or stabbed, or any of the other lovely things that befall us in this world. It is not as if the impacts of the departed are destroyed with them.
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Date: 2018-07-31 11:00 pm (UTC)You don't have to try to make me feel better. But thank you. That's sweet.
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Date: 2018-07-31 11:17 pm (UTC)They were not required to attempt to cause you to feel poorly either. Perhaps they and I together shall cause some manner of equilibrium.
[ speaking of hands, her first is complete, and the attendant moves to sit on the other side of the lounge. Alexandrie examines the first with a satisfied smile, and swaps her wine glass into it to offer the other hand. ]