astarion... rhysand

[bookpapers]

my becks

Comments

[haematocritical]

I met pieces of one.

[bookpapers]

Pieces?

[haematocritical]

Pieces.

[ suffer. ]

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Were they like.... scattered all over the place? Or like, pieces but in a pile but they're not attached to each other so it's weird to look at 'em...

[haematocritical]

Scattered around the sewers, yes. I found a torso! [ brightly. ]

[bookpapers]

[BRIGHTLY]

You knew it was a clown just by the torso?

[haematocritical]

Given the garish costume it was wearing? Yes.

[bookpapers]

[astarion what do your elf eyes see...]

You ever figure out why its torso was in the sewer?

[haematocritical]

[ just spreads his arms wide ]

Cult bullshit.

[bookpapers]

[suddenly so much makes sense]

...No wonder you hate this place.

[the theater and also the general place]

[haematocritical]

Yes, well. Experience and learning doesn't mean I'm going to enjoy being thrown into similar situations again.

[bookpapers]

That's a good thing! It'd be kinda weird if you did enjoy it.

[does lavi look like he's enjoying it... well]

So what happened with the clown cult?

[haematocritical]

Part of a bigger cult.

[bookpapers]

...What happened with the bigger one...?

[haematocritical]

That's on pause while I try not be sacrificed and die.

[bookpapers]

Kidnapped for another cult while fighting a different, separate cult...

[cult ception]

Do you think this one's related to yours?

[don't call it his]

[haematocritical]

Don't call it mine.

[ wow. ]

And no. We'd know if it was.