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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[idologue]

[ Steadying herself again, Lacus nods. ]

I do. It's a complicated wish, but I'll continue holding onto it.

[ There are so many things she'd like to ask Vergilius now. It's entirely too late for that. ]

[stilllovesyou]

I don't think Vergilius thought he'd ever see it.

[It's sad, but, he was right wasn't he?]

Maybe you're stronger... I wish I could be around to see it too.

[idologue]

I don't know if I will see it either... but I will make sure to pave the way to it.

[ In the end, Utopia isn't built overnight and also not within a human lifetime. An ideal is an ideal, something to work towards and see things improve bit by bit. ]

Is there nobody in your world who would try to create such a future for you to see?

[stilllovesyou]

Some people might like to. I think Palamedes might like to.

But I don't think I'll ever see them again.

[idologue]

[ ...? ]

Why is that?

[stilllovesyou]

Um.

[She said too much again.]

I'll tell you later. I promise. For now, I should... check on Beel! [She brushes sand off her skirt.] Yes, he's probably awake and really hungry and I need to make sure he doesn't eat Xiao!

[idologue]

[ Well, this is... very concerning. It's change of pace from worrying about the dead, but not exactly a welcome one. ]

... I'll be waiting for when you're ready.

[ The Beel thing is an obvious excuse, but she's not going to call it out because Beel honestly could use some friendly company when he wakes, anyway. ]

[stilllovesyou]

[She fidgets nervously, as if debating whether to tell her now. But... it's too close. Too far.

She hesitates a moment longer before saying...]

I love you, bye!

[And running off.]