ฮทสน โ ( ๐๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ ) un; ghostking
[ sitting in his room in marco's mansion with a record player belting out blitzkrieg bop. not so loud that he can't be heard, but it's clearly cranked up a little. nico, meanwhile, is sharpening his sword and looking a little put out. after having his memories shared with multiple people, he's not feeling too sociable. but he can hear jason grace in his head telling him he needs to get out of the house and talk to people. ]
Eight months. I've been here eight months and there's still no way to get back to camp. Back... home.
[ the fact he calls camp home now truly reveals just how much he misses his friends and family. ]
This place isn't too bad, but being the only demigod around here kind of sucks. I don't know how many people around here get homesick, but I would certainly accept even some of the gods, Greek gods showing up. No offense to you Norse types.
[ he picks up his sword and sets his thumb against the edge, cheering up a little as it nicks the skin, causing blood to well to the surface. sucking on his thumb, he sets the sword aside. ]
Whatever. Anyone want to go outside quarantine and kill some stuff?
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Sounds like you don't think they would have tried to save you, anyway.
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I can't say anything for your situation back home, but we're friends and that's not going to change.
[There might be a hint of whether you like it or not there, Nico.]
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...Thanks. You're my friend too. I really mean that.
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So, did you still want to meet up? I can always find something else to look into out here.
[He's good with whatever, any distraction. It's the familiarity of it that works for him.]
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Sure. I can shadow over to where you're at, if you want. Should only take a second for me to determine your aura.
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[He motions somewhat vaguely to the darkness. Ed doesn't really get how Nico's whole thing works, but if he's confident about finding him that easy, he believes it.]
It's just some abandoned church, I'm sure you can figure it out.
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only to reemerge a few feet from ed, hands in his pockets. ]
I've been here before.
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Not surprising.
[Ed knew Nico was out here more often than most, he remembered that conversation well.]
I come out here to think, sometimes. It reminds me of someone.
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This place reminds me of my father. Who does it remind you of?
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A friend... She liked to stay at the church.
[He'd never really thought it was safe, never really liked the idea of staying too long in any of the abandoned buildings in Purg, but try telling that to a stubborn child who found that to be the only comfort in the whole place.]
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Churches aren't really my thing. The gods don't tend to visit them and so neither do us demigods. [ he explains, gesturing at the gloomy surroundings. perhaps an odd thing for him to say given he looks like he fits right in. ] We try not to question whether there's a god-with-a-capital-G. Not our territory, you know? Makes me wonder if they worshiped that one here, though.
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[There's a hint of irony in his tone there. The whole 'capital G' thing gets a quirked eyebrow but he doesn't question it.]
It's... not exactly an uncommon theme in my life, though. Back on my world we had more than one religion, all with their own god, at least three that I can think of - so it's not surprising to find churches and temples to different gods here, too. Even Purg had that and- well, Purgatorium was a much smaller map, you could walk the whole thing without needing to camp out anywhere.
I never asked Nill if she was there because she worshiped anyone, I didn't think to- probably didn't want to know, either. All I know is it made her happy to be there, so that's where you could find her.
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[ if there's curiosity heard in his tone, it's because he is curious about ed's life in purg. ]
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[He didn't really think much of it, but that was the luxury of being Edward Elric. Every passing conversation was a friendship in the making, even the people that annoyed the hell out of him were his friends down the road.]
When I got there I started working repairs at the General Store, I kind of inherited the place when my boss left. Which put me in a position of having to deal with a lot of people, so it was easier to make friends that way.
[Nevermind the fact that Greed basically forced employment on him probably for the sake of keeping tabs on him as a familiar face from his home world.]
Like we talked about earlier, you made friends to survive which meant people learned to make friends fast. I was lucky, when I first arrived I already had friends there who knew me. They accepted me right away, so I had help from day one.
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[ kicking at a bit of rubble, he looks up at ed from where he's leaning. ]
Sounds like the place wasn't that bad if you had help. If I'd had help in Tartarus... Well, things would've probably been different.
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[He shifts slightly, watching the kick. One thing Ed did not like talking about regarding Purg was that Al disappeared as soon as he got there, it seemed to only highlight the point that they were just there to suffer all the more.]
If you lived there for years with an entire city of your closest friends? Yeah, probably. Somehow I doubt Tartarus was full of housing and shops to get by that long, though.
[This is said a bit wryly. It was hard to call Purg anything else, though. Even if he had literally hired people just for the sake of babysitting them on more than one occasion.]
I FOUND IT
[ shrugging, though his eyes took on a broken-glass appearance, nico begins wandering around the pews. ]
That place must've changed you a lot. And you've changed again, I can tell. Something happened to you and you died. For real, not like how you talked about in that Purg place. You've been different for a little while now.
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Going into the forest people usually disappeared.
[Basically, don't go anywhere and you're good.]
It did.
[And, of course, Nico's right on that other point as well. Ed shrugs, as if dying wasn't big news.]
You know anything about those memory canisters? I got one of those last month.
[Like that explained everything.]
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[ but this is said as a by-the-way because he's more interested about the changes in Ed. when he mentions the memory canisters, nico nods in understanding. he's not the first to receive one. ]
So that's what it is. You experienced your own death from that thing. How did you die? And how are you alive now?
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[The reminder was only to point out that disappearing there was a little harder to explain than killed by monsters. It doesn't surprise him that in a world with someone like Nico games were played in dangerous forests.]
I think I told you... Al brought me back.
[He answers that part first, mostly because it's easier. None of this was something he wanted to go into detail about, but he'd probably open up to Nico more about it later when it wasn't still so fresh and baffling to deal with.]
It's pretty complicated, short answer? I was stabbed.
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How? How did he bring you back?
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[He could go into further detail, explain that Al had the power of the Stone behind him but he didn't really think someone like Nico would appreciate hearing about what happened to all those souls, either.]
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A soul for a soul. He must really, truly care about you.
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[Both of those things, really. Thousands of souls for a soul hardly seemed equivalent, and if only Nico knew the depths of that caring.]
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