hadriel | ♫ text; cw mentions of character death

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hey hadriel. two things.

thing one is that im the mystery guy that got attacked by the uh weird tentacle creatures those other guys mentioned. keith and steak ig?
i managed to learn a lil abt them before they fuckin killed me. o lmao thats one thing i learned. theyre strong as hell. keep ur distance if u run into any.
i fight scary monsters for a living back home. the fact that they managed to take me out is saying something.
anyway i have a spell that can read minds. it doesnt work on animals and shit. just intelligent creatures. it worked on them.
what i got was confusing af but the gist is that they were scoping out the city. theyre not happy that were here and they see us as a threat. thats why they killed me. i think they were trying to stay hidden but theyre shit at camouflage.
whats weird is that i didnt get linear thoughts so much as. idk. how they were feeling?
and that shit was all over the fuckin map. like they were flippin thru emotion channels. it was weird.
idk what to make of it but it didnt seem natural. maybe the door was influencing them or smth. not sure.
o and i got a shitty pic.

[He attaches said shitty pic. Its eyes are glowing blue.]

i know it sucks but two secs after i snapped this that fucker was goring me with its gnarly ass beak so it was the best i could do.
theyre big fuck off shellfish. whats the one with the spiral shell that zips around backwards? its that.
theyre fast and those shells are thick af so theyre tough to damage. my spells didnt do much against em.
be careful. judging by what i got from the mindreading i have a feeling theyre not done w. us.

anyway. thing two.
apparently i scared some ppl. sorry.
yes i died. it sucked. more important im fine now. ty hope.
o i cant do magic atm tho. my focus didnt come back to life w. me. rip guitar pick.
if anyone wants magic lessons im still offering but ill be out of commission for a couple weeks prob. making a new one is gonna fuckin blow.
but there. thats all my updates.
seriously watch out for the fuckin punk ass zippy upside down ocean snail things.

[ooc: everyone give it up for ALEX our nathan drake player who drew the nautilus monster image that the mods sent me!! and also SORRY ALEX for shittily cropping and motion blurring your amazing artwork!!!]

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[Sal is going to attempt to act like a calm and rational adult about this!! Which is why he's glad this is text. It's easier to pretend like you aren't scared and worried as fuck. Everything's just been so shit these past few days and this is just like the cherry on top of the shit sundae, or something. But it's cool, it's fine.]

i'm really glad you're okay now

[Nailed it.]

you're going to get a lot of rest now and stuff, right?

Delmar doesn't read it.

Or at least he didn't read any more than what little it took to know how much he didn't want to read it. Instead he sets his phone down, hand shaking and heart set so high in his chest by a tangled mess worry and upset and fear and relief it feels like it can scarcely beat, only shudder.

Delmar swallows it down the whole time he's bundling himself into his coat. The minutes it takes him to step into his shoes and shuffle down the stairs in a hurried but stiff gait.

He pushes everything to the back of his mind except the internal mantra of 'he's back. he's back. he's back.' and clings to it so tightly so as to not let any other thought through. The creeping sick feeling when dark thoughts creep up? He shoves it down. 'He's back'. The sharp inhale with a brief rise of panic? 'He's back'.

And so it goes.

Coiled so tight that he's not even wholly aware of himself when he ends up just standing at Harlan's door. So eager to be on the other side of it that his body leans forward like a top heavy flower, forehead meeting with the wood. Eyes closed tight.

'He's back.'

I'm glad you're okay, Harlan. Sorry about your focus.

[ And the whole dying thing but. Wash really doesn't want to dwell on that for very obvious reasons. Especially on the damn network. ]

That's a better picture than what I was working off. But if your spells didn't do much, we're in serious trouble if they come back in numbers. Did anything affect them at all?

Thanks for the info, dude.
I've seen enough hentai to know to stay away from tentacled monsters but like-
These ones are way less fun seeming.

You gonna be alright?
Dying definitely turns things upside-down for a while.

[Whaaaat?!]

How long were you dead for?

[Probably not the best question to ask but he is actually shocked by the news.]

Sonuvamotherfuckingbitch.
This is bullshit.
I fucking asked Hope if there were any monsters here and the fuckwad said "no."
And now this happens.
[a pause]
I'm really glad you're okay.

[she's glad this is text, because that way no one gets to hear how rattled this has her]
Sounds like these new guys are pretty tough.
Bad enough we have the Null trying to find us, now we have them too.
Are you gonna be good for food and other stuff while you get better?

Why am I not surprised that even the locals run on emotion?
Everything else seems to.
I'm glad that you're okay now and I'm sorry you had to go through that.
Our lessons can wait until you're feeling better.
Are you feeling better?

Were you able to determine why they think we're a threat?
[a pause.
she should probably say something comforting, shouldn't she?]
It's good that you're no longer dead.

natives? looks very unlike the one i spoke to but it would make sense given what we know about these creatures + their emotions

funny that i might understand some of them better than all of you

will you stop dying for fuck's sake?

I'm sorry...about what happened.

[ He doesn't even know Harlan but he feels like this needs to be said. He can't even imagine what the poor guy went through just to get a picture of these creatures. ]

These beings aren't willing to talk..do you think? Maybe if we try to get one alone...it might be willing to tell us what it wants. [ Though he isn't sure if that would make it better or worse, but's worth a shot... ]

I wonder if my powers could work on breaking down their shells.

Huh. Hard to kill monsters that have intelligence? I should go make friends. Oh and glad you're alive again, of course.

[Look at that. He made a joke. Leo's a lot more sarcastic over text than in person, since sarcasm ranges too close to lies for him to use it effectively.]

[ Glossing over most of the text, Kylo hadn't intended on responding until he saw the bit about magic and offering lessons. He knows there are other people in the galaxy who can use the Force or are Force sensitive, but this guy doesn't strike Kylo as one of those people. No Force user refers to what they can do as "magic." So, that leaves Kylo wondering what type of magic and how could he possibly incorporate it into his own repertoire, possibly making what he's able to do as a Force user stronger and more efficient. ]

Can you tell me more about your magic? I'm... very interested in that sort of thing.

Do you think they used to be with the gods? They were feeling everything?

ok so when you say
magic didnt do much
what kinda thing were you using
do they need the shells to live because if they come the fuck back here theyre gonna meet my good friend dupree and hes gonna get shellfish for lunch baybee

yeaaah seconding my brother up there
wanna shell out a few more deets on the magic not working thing?

Well that looks fucking terrible. Let's hear it for ice planet being even shittier than anyone expected.

( Ah, so this is the man they saw. Steak frowns as he reads everything — everything more or less adds up to everything they experienced, but more unnerving is more proof of Hope's abilities.

He's not sure what he thinks of people being able to come back to life like this if they're not Food Souls. It's unnatural. )

Can The Door do such things?

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