soulping | hiyo haato

[ oh, you'll live. ]

If your cord were to be severed, then... yes. You would die.

[ for the briefest of seconds, her grip on his collar tightens. then it loosens, Wolfwood stepping back and fishing her shades from her pocket.

not much different than any old day on Gunsmoke.
still.

this is why she hates getting caught up in everyone's problems. ]

So what are you saying needs to get done to fix all this shit?

[ he seems QUITE RELIEVED; strong women are scary!!! ]

You... should return to your body, naturally, on your own in time. However, there exists a much larger goal at the moment--you have read the Gatekeeper's letter, yes?

The what?

[ no ]

[ oh dear ]

If you would check the back of your map, madam, you will find a set of instructions for you.

[ how was she supposed to know to look there.

let's take a look, then... ]

[ she skims it once, then comes back to give it a closer read-over, eyes darting from one line to the next and sometimes back again. there's a lot of shit that she doesn't get. the gist, though, is clear.

that's all Wolfwood needs, anyway, is the gist.

'cuz if fully grasping consequences were something she were good at, she'd be a completely different person. might not be standing here at all. ]

So that's how it is, huh...