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[soulping]

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Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

[ she will give you a minute, but no, there's nothing growing in the graveyard. at least, not yet, or any time soon. ]

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[ladychapels]

[ back to Hel with her, then. ]

Flowers are a little scarce, as it turns out. Got any other suggestions?

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

You can find flowers by the river.

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[ladychapels]

Does it have to be flowers?

[ that ain't the way they do it on Gunsmoke, after all ]

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

[ she considers this for a moment ]

Flowers are traditionally what one would give, but... no. You may give anything you like. Food, drink, toys... anything you'd like, really.

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[ladychapels]

[ she reaches inside her coat pocket and pulls out a small silver cross on an incredibly delicate silver chain. turns it over in her fingers. ]

The river, you said...

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

Yes. Or, if you would prefer to make something and leave it here, that is also possible.

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[ladychapels]

[ the cross disappears back into the folds of that perpetually puckered blouse.

dammit, kid. ]

I'll be back.

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

I'll be waiting.


here you go

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[ladychapels]

[ not for too long.

returning with a slapdash flower crown in hand, and down a tiny topknot girl. might be for the best, at least for a little while. Wolfwood goes directly to the grave with only a sidelong, slightly sanded-down glance in Hel's direction, and places the crown on the empty ledge. with it, too, lays a silver cross on a silver chain.

murmured, ] We're all afraid.

[ now she returns to Hel.
aha. ]

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

[ there's a feeling of warmth swelling from something small and tender to something great as she lays the crown and the cross down on the grave ]

It's alright to be afraid. Death is the single-most distressing thing for mortals. This she knows from the "memories" she experienced by becoming me. But she forgets this because she wishes so to be strong.

[ the not!goddess moves forward and touches both the cross and the crown. ]

But it's most important not to let the fear of death make you forget the joy of life, however ephemeral.

[ you feel like you have done something very important here; and yet another butterfly materializes for you to take ]

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[ladychapels]

[ sweeping the butterfly up with solemness. all this leaves a strange feeling in her, beneath that invasive warmth. it isn't anger, or sadness, but she wants to move. restlessness, guilt. she's only got one chance not to fuck all this up. ]

She's just a kid.

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

She is. But she knows children younger than herself who have lost their lives. She does not wish to take for granted what others have lost.

[ hel produces in her hand a small, golden triangular prism ]

Do you wish to understand?

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[ladychapels]

[ she's in for it if she does. that's a damn given.

but... what's a little more guilt, if this girl can come out the other side of this with a little less weight on her heart?

Wolfwood takes the prism. ]

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

[ As you touch the pyramid, you experience a memory. In its wake you're left with a feeling of intense gratitude and protectiveness. ]

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[ladychapels]

[ Wolfwood's faith wavers. ]

That girl... [ she pushes the prism back into Hel's hands ] really is too tenderhearted.

[ she could never be that strong. ]

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[soulping]

Human spirits are fragile. Even if they may fall toward corruption, it does not mean they are not worth being saved.

[ she points to the cross on the grave ]

Is that not what that symbol stands for?

Re: THE GRAVEYARD

[feytality]

[She's back too, with lots of flowers. Despite her earlier teasing attitude, now that she's alone, she's a lot more thoughtful]

How's this?

WHUPS I missed this sorry

[soulping]

That looks lovely.

[ a vase with water appears obligingly on the grave for you to put them into ]

how dare

[feytality]

[Plopping them in....!]

Hiyoroc's touched a lot of people's hearts. That's, why, when she dies... she'll still go living on, inside their hearts.

forgiiiiveee meeee

[soulping]

[ you feel lighter. but also perhaps... like you want to cry and are trying not to ]

Hmm. Perhaps, if she hadn't felt that her influence brought so much pain, she would not need so much reassurance of this.

Re: forgiiiiveee meeee

[feytality]

[gosh hiyoroc..... she's wiping at her eyes]

She's silly, that Hiyoroc. It's totally the other way around.

Re: forgiiiiveee meeee

[withmyownfists]

Most humans are.

[ a small smile ]

I could name a friend or two of hers that is quite silly indeed.

Re: forgiiiiveee meeee

[feytality]

Try all of them! Including her.

[but she should probably move on soon.]

Re: forgiiiiveee meeee

[withmyownfists]

[ there is no argument; she merely nods her head, as though sensing star's intention to depart. but then, she should know when something has reached its end.

where do you intend to go now, eveningstar? ]