γ → un: ghostking
[ the view this time is of nico, sitting atop a gravestone. there's a fire crackling nearby, the glow making him look even more gaunt and sinister than usual ( if the dark hair, italian cheekbones emphasized by dark circles under his eyes, and the nearly all black clothing decorated with skulls aren't enough ). against the headstone he's sitting on rests a lethal looking, pure black sword.
it might seem like the beginnings of a horror movie of some sort, except nico is currently munching on french fries while gazing at the toy figurine he got with his quarantine equivalent of a happy meal. it's a pirate, of all things. ]
For those of you who are unaware, I am providing funeral services for anyone who decides to die heroically. Shroud burning, free of charge.
[ cheerful, isn't he. ]
Fortunately, I haven't had to do so yet, but where I'm from it's pretty common, so I might as well offer it here too. Trust me, though. Burning your body is best. You don't know who might decide to raise you from the dead.
[ and he gives a snap of his fingers. the earth at the feet of the tombstone he's sitting on begins to shift and soon enough, a skeletal hand begins climbing out. nico flashes a wry grin, and then turns the feed off. ]
it might seem like the beginnings of a horror movie of some sort, except nico is currently munching on french fries while gazing at the toy figurine he got with his quarantine equivalent of a happy meal. it's a pirate, of all things. ]
For those of you who are unaware, I am providing funeral services for anyone who decides to die heroically. Shroud burning, free of charge.
[ cheerful, isn't he. ]
Fortunately, I haven't had to do so yet, but where I'm from it's pretty common, so I might as well offer it here too. Trust me, though. Burning your body is best. You don't know who might decide to raise you from the dead.
[ and he gives a snap of his fingers. the earth at the feet of the tombstone he's sitting on begins to shift and soon enough, a skeletal hand begins climbing out. nico flashes a wry grin, and then turns the feed off. ]

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So... it's not on purpose?
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[Is that a serious question, he's so confused.]
There isn't really much of a choice.
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[In Ed's experience no one went on purpose, but he was sure someone fro some world would counter that point if he tried to make it, so he kept it to himself.]
It just kind of- happens.
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You get used to it. Besides, it gives you an opportunity make all sorts of friends you'd never meet back home.
[Silver linings, everywhere. That's how they dealt with it in Lang, at least. Purg was different, but the bright side there was that people who had died got to continue on - even if it was in a place like that. It was easy to come up with reasons to live no matter what the situation, sure new worlds sucked but- there could be pros too, if you knew how to look on the bright side.
Most people that didn't learned soon enough.]
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[ it's not much of a comment. mostly because nico is sure he wouldn't make many friends, regardless of where he ended up. ]
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It doesn't mean you miss home any less though, and there's always the chance you could go back any day.