video; a couple of hours after the NPC post (also open to action)

[writtendestiny]

Hello, everyone. I hope that enough people see this who would be interested - I know we're all... most of us are eager to go home.

[Poison smiles, and it's almost a gentle look on her usually sharp-featured face.]

I have an offer of my own, for people who don't want to stay here but have nowhere else to go, or who don't want to go home. I offer my own world as sanctuary. My world is safe. There has been no war for hundreds of years, and I can personally guarantee the security and comfort of anyone who would want to follow me there.

[How can an eighteen year old girl offer that kind of security? Some people know. Others are welcome to ask.]

Our technology is more limited than most of you might be used to, but there is magic. You can have as much freedom as you want to have.

[She smiles again, smaller and quicker but still warm.]

I'll wait by the Door until the last people who want to leave have gone through. If anyone wants to join me, you can find me there. Until then, I can answer any questions you have.

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[just going straight into action with this one]

[tongueamok]

[Carlisle might not be interested in traveling to Poison's world, but he seeks her out nonetheless, making his way toward Fear's Temple. His hair is duller than it was when he was last here, using his glyphs to help protect the Door and those defending it during the final assault; his eyes glow brighter than they have in a while, his energy having been depleted to keep the barrier solid. He will have to use the Siphon to restore himself later. For now, he has other business.]

Poison.

[He greets her softly, his hands already wringing themselves.]

I am glad to see you well... and still here, admittedly.

[writtendestiny]

[She's waiting... for someone in particular, actually, not being sure if they will actually show up or not, when Carlisle joins her. It's immediately marked that he looks a little run down, and she gets to her feet as he approaches her, giving him a smile that's almost visibly warm.

Carlisle has been a good friend to her in the time they've been here together. She'll miss him.]

I'm glad to see you, too. Will you be leaving with Glacius?

[tongueamok]

[He offers her a smile in return, fighting that sense of dread already bubbling in him.]

I will, yes. Where we will go, I do not yet know. Somewhere away from here, and the dangers that have threatened to pull us apart... but also those that brought us together. It is bittersweet, in a way.

[He doesn't like goodbyes; he never did deal with them well, even when he does get to say them. They certainly beat the alternative of people just vanishing.]

I had hoped to catch you before you departed, assuming you are.