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[pyralisit]

[The video comes on perhaps a few seconds too soon, showing Cal sitting in front of a window, a lit cigarette in his mouth. There's not really any way to tell what he's looking at outside, but after a few moments he takes the cigarette from his mouth and extinguishes it, exhaling more smoke.

Judging by the haze in the air, he's been there a while.

Once the cigarette is out, he turns to look directly into the camera. This is a very human way of communicating and he isn't sure that he likes it.]

Are we supposed to believe this place isn't actually hell? [Because so far the only good thing about it is Pell. Not that he's ever had a particularly safe life, but the ridiculousness he's seen in the short time he's been here is beyond acceptable.

He almost lights another cigarette, but thinks better of it, and sighs instead.]

All this for what, to stir up some emotions? [He laughs, but the sound is joyless.] Be careful what you wish for and all that nonsense.

So what happens when they get more of us than they can handle?

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[foundafamily]

Of course it's not hell. Stuff like that doesn't exist.

[But places where 'gods' regularly mess with people's emotions do, apparently. Firo reconciles this in his mind by believing that it's some kind of hoax or trick.]

When there's too many, they'll probably cut their losses and let us starve. I don't see any of 'em sticking their necks out too far for us.

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[pyralisit]

That isn't what I meant. Although I must say I agree.

[foundafamily]

So by "handle" you mean if there were enough of us to take 'em on?

[pyralisit]

They feed on feelings, don't they? What happens when they push just a little too far?

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[hornrims]

Hell would already be overflowing with people.

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[pyralisit]

What makes you say that?

[hornrims]

If hell existed, it would have everyone God didn't want from the beginning of time. I don't see billions of people here.

[pyralisit]

Such cruel gods.

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[saltrock_imp]

It's just a place Cal.It's as good or bad as any other. The only difference is this place doesn't seem to have an exit we can use.

[Can we all appreciate the nerve it took Flick to actually make this video? Or maybe your not as scary the morning after.]

You're going to use up all the cigarettes.

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[pyralisit]

That doesn't make it worse?

[He shrugs.]

So I'll steal some more.

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[saltrock_imp]

I guess it depends on your definition of hell.

[Flick gave Cal a look, and pressed his lips together.]

You have Pell, safe and sound. It could be considerably worse. That doesn't meet my personal definition of hell.

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[pyralisit]

"It could be worse" doesn't mean it isn't bad. As it is, I'd prefer hell if it meant I wouldn't wake up and end the dream.

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[circumitus]

[She scoffs.]

Of course this is not hell. Would not have ended up here if it actually was.

[Not that she would have ended up in any sort of heaven, either.]

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[pyralisit]

How do you know? Is God or the Devil really that picky?

[circumitus]

Can't say. Don't personally believe in either.

[Even if they do exist, Rey doesn't believe there is a place for something like herself.]

Have died many times, however. Never ended up anywhere like this between deaths.

[pyralisit]

Except this time, I suppose. There seems to be a few of the dead here.

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[prestonian]

Do you mean literally or metaphorically?

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[pyralisit]

Which do you have an answer for?

[prestonian]

[He smiles thinly.]

Honestly? Neither. Hell is what you make of it. This place is actually more put together than most parts of my home.

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[fuckthechicken]

[ And here appears a man who looks very much like a man you'd find in hell. Intimidating, horrible burn scars marring the right side of his face, and just a general unkempt demeanor. ]

Can't convince me this ain't hell. Might not be fires and brimstone, but there sure is enough suffering and pain in the ass things to not make it heaven. No matter how the bloody gods pretend it is.

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[pyralisit]

At least it's a different kind of hell. Keeps things interesting, I suppose.

[fuckthechicken]

So long as they don't get bored and decide it'd be fun to change it back to what hell's actually supposed to be like. I'd prefer a bloody neverending cave to the alternative.

[ The alternative being fire. And if the burn scars on his face are anything to go by -- Sandor Clegane does not like fire. Not one bit. ]

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[pellameno]

[ Pell has just come back from tending his garden, and comes in the house with a smear of dirt on his chin and a bag of vegetables over his shoulder. He makes his way into the kitchen and starts putting things away, calling out as he opens the cupboard: ]

Cal? Flick? [ Not calling for Ulaume because. Well. If he's there it's because Flick is, anyway. ] Anyone home?

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[pyralisit]

[Cal of course appears almost immediately behind Pell, sliding his arms around the other har's waist. Even after the weeks here, he's still getting used to seeing him alive, feeling him breathe, having him close enough to hold. He's taking advantage of that at every moment he can.]

Just me. You're late.

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[pellameno]

A little, sorry. I dropped a bag off at Emily's.

[ He leans against Cal, enjoying the feel of the other har warm and solid against his back. It's something he went so long without here, and fears being taken away. So the rest of the food can be put away later -- he turns in Cal's arms to wind his own around the blond's neck, and sniffs. ]

What have you been up to? You smell like a chimney.