Ritual of Destruction

[hearnoplague]

[ So, Kallamar was going to just burn the conques Lobelia left behind in the Seagull cabana, but apparently that's a bad idea.

So instead, he just brought them all in a drawstring backpack and invited people to do as they wished with them. Happy destroying! ]

(OOC Note: The shells will release whatever sound was stored in them upon destruction. Have fun with that. )

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[plunges]

[ On his way back from talking with Lacus, Xiao catches Billy smashing the conches. He watches for a few moments, before he decides to approach. He should have considered bringing his own conch from Lobelia here before he set out on his stroll.

He lets out a quiet, dry scoff, and folds his arms over his chest. It's not meant to be condescending. He's actually amused, though the sound of Haruka's singing voice manages to send a chill down his spine. Regardless... ]

If you would like to break the one in my possession, I can give it to you later on.

[butcherspice]

If you weren't plannin' on smashin' it yourself, I'll take it off your hands.

[Billy responds simply, giving Xiao an approving little nod.]

You and Haru still in one piece? Y'came back right at the tailend of that goddamn horror show.

...least now there's one less person to prey on the lad.

[plunges]

No. I was planning on handing it off to someone who would make better use of it than I would, anyway.

[ He was considering handing it over to Lacus, but the anger he feels towards Lobelia ultimately triumphs over anything else right now. He'll make good on his promise and hand it over later. ]

And...we're okay. Baizhu tended to Haruka's wound, and I recovered fairly quickly. Psyche was stubborn about that.

[ He sounds like he's got regrets, when he says it. Still, though -- ]

I am sorry for your loss.

[butcherspice]

Good. Lad ain't seen the kind of grisly shite a lot of us were exposed to. Might not've made it out without ya.

[He looks slightly surprised at the condolences, almost unsure what to do with it.]

Mm. Verg was a good man--ain't the type who'd kick it easy, so of course it was a mess around there. Just didn't imagine he'd actually get taken down.

[He was Billy's friend, too. Billy had assumed it would be safe to think that since Vergilius didn't seem like he would die here. Of course he was wrong.]