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[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del has made a pilgrimage. She has traveled to the ends of the earth in search of the something.

But here, standing at the edge of the Dead Zone, she finds she can't take another step farther. It felt like her toes were disappearing from the inside out.]

I don't like this kind. I don't like it... I want my sister!

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[doublethefun]

[her ears perk up]

Thy sister?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Sister sister/brother brother sister someone...

[doublethefun]

[...oookay]

But nonetheless, thou art speaking of family, yes?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Yessssss...

That feels like snakes in my mouth...

[doublethefun]

[yup, this is weird]

At least thou dost not have snakes in thy mouth. [right? right??]

[fishy_go_byebye]

You speak a long time ago.

[doublethefun]

It is a difficult habit to break. I am capable of speaking in a more modern fashion, if thou wi - if you wish.

[fishy_go_byebye]

There was a time when it was all gifts and thous.

[doublethefun]

'Twas a very long time ago, now. Forsooth, I have yet to find another who doth speak as I do, even in this mishmash of times and places.

[exanimatus]

[from over the journal... because he is not fond of going out there.]

Which one?

[fishy_go_byebye]

I want!

[A pause, as she considers how busy Death always is. Busy busy busy. Always too busy.]

...Mm...

[exanimatus]

The one I know? [what's up, Del. :<]

[fishy_go_byebye]

You'd know them all...

[exanimatus]

There's a point. [that shows him.] You sound upset.

[fishy_go_byebye]

It stole away my insides. Took them all away so there's nothing left and now they're not here at all!

[exanimatus]

That's rude. You're not chasing them, are you?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Had to go looking. My toes disappear.

[bedninja]

[Pharos never - literally, never - gets this close to the Dead Zone. But he still appears there now, in a larger and stronger form, and reaches out to pull Del away from it.

Provided that she doesn't argue or do anything to actually stop him, the moment he touches her they'll both be a good fifty yards away from the edge of the Dead Zone. But hey. At least he'll feel like the Death she knows for a few moments there.]

...Delirium?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[That touch! That was right... until she turned and saw him, eyes darting to take in a foot, his shoulder, an ear.]

Did you make it out of cellophane?

[bedninja]

[He lets go of her once they're in a much nicer location - by his standards, at the very least. He inclines his head slightly, trying to make sense where delirium so rarely makes any.]

No, I cannot say that I did.

...Are you quite alright? You really should not go near the Dead Zone like that without more caution.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[A glance back at the line she wouldn't cross before Del sends her attention to strands of his hair.]

It stole away my insides...

[bedninja]

It will do that to a number of the beings here, I believe. Myself potentially included.

You should not cross that line, Delirium. It may not give them back if you do.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[The tingle of her toes as they disappeared.]

They all want past the line. There are animals.

[bedninja]

If they want past the line, then let them be the ones to go past it. It is not something that you have any need to do, nor any reason.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Her fingers try for his hand]

Just need to find why they don't have to wish...