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[killerwaves]

SEE YOU

Welcome to...

Well, this ain't the islands anymore. You might see pieces of the island, a go-kart floating in the distance, the waterfall flowing upside down, a giant lollipop, all floating in what's similar to a nebula in space. Actually, it's closer to the void you've all grown to know so well over the weeks.

Fret not because the air here is breathable even if the landscape defies physics. Scattered throughout the "land" are shadowy portals, each leading to all of your homeworlds, at the exact time you had left off. Manipulating space-time is convenient like that.

Your u-pinions somehow, have survived, and they'll continue to function as an intranet between all of you. Oh, and everyone will gain the power to return to this space whenever they'd like and utilize the portals as they wish.

Your vacation is finally over, but this doesn't have to be goodbye.

(( OOC: Happy Good End Everyone! You all earned this. We hope you had a great time, and from the three of us, thanks for joining us on this wild ride! ))

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[stilllovesyou]

[Alecto appears in Harrowhark's body, her eyes wide and shining as bright as two miniature stars. She can see through the portal, she can see her brother. But that can't be.]

Time has stalled.

I'll still have time...

[But there's no celebration. Instead, for reasons she can't fathom, tears are welling up in her eyes.]

I'll still...

[But she can't bring herself to finish that sentence.]

[plunges]

[ Nona – no. Alecto. Xiao approaches her with a little hesitance, not knowing how much she'd appreciate being too close. But he will face her head-on and with a sincere expression on his face. ]

It is nice to finally meet you, Alecto.

[stilllovesyou]

Mountain Demon. [It hurts. It hurts in a way she can't understand.]

You won. You avenged us.

Why am I crying for something that was never real?!

[plunges]

[ "Mountain Demon"...that's a new one. But he's more curious about her question. He frowns, when he sees her crying. ]

What wasn't real?

[stilllovesyou]

Nona.

It was all... a sickening farce of family, of forgotten purpose, of mercy I cannot grasp. I can't be that creature. I don't know that I ever was.

I will go home and it will not be mine anymore.

[plunges]

I will forever remember the one known as Nona, for all that she's done for me. ... But I wonder, just how much of these bonds you established with us were considered part of a "farce"?

[ He doesn't mean to sound accusatory. He's just trying to look for a reason to hang onto someone who helped him as much as she did. ]

When you apologized for the pain you thought you caused me, was that not because you still cared about me?

[stilllovesyou]

I do not know. It is the hateful feeling, is it not? Love. There is only one way that a human can love, there is only one way that I can love as well, and the only constant is that it will forever involve pain.

I am a mystery to myself.

[gluttoning]

[A hand rests on her head again, just like it had a few days ago.]

...It's okay, Alecto. We made it.

Cry if you have to.

[stilllovesyou]

'Tis a stupidity. Why must I weep when I have so much to weep for? What's one girl amidst it all?

Oh, Lord of the Flies, we're really in it now.

[She wipes her tears with her sleeve. They are foreign. Her other body never cried. Her other body was a grotesque hideousness.]

[necrotiem]

[Yes, to exist in the same plane is painful in a way she cannot imagine. There are always things fighting inside her now.

But she comes to Alecto's side and wordlessly removes one glove, to wipe the tears with the bare back of her hand.

Waltaquin understands this, too, without saying a word.]

[stilllovesyou]

[Alecto doesn't flinch when her necromancer touches her. She watches her through clouded eyes, unsure whether to weep or scream or smile.

Her bones are so fragile. Alecto could break them with a thought. Alecto only rests her head against Waltaquin's hand, bringing up her own to hold it.]

...I still love you.

[necrotiem]

Haha, and despise me. [She knows. It is the same feeling.

Her knuckles stroke Alecto's cheek, a body that does not feel like a body against hers. It's hard to keep her gaze focused.]

Have you decided? I have been fighting to keep my heart for some time now. [The sedatives, the sleepless nights - and she is tired.] Yet I dislike surrendering, and it'd feel ungrateful. `

[stilllovesyou]

[She watches the shimmering portal, remembering the girl that was, feeling the warmth of her necromancer's hand.]

...I have.

I will allow you your heart. Though I want to watch you die...

I could not bear it. I could not bear it to go back to such loneliness. You fought hard... you carried my vengeance in your heart.

[necrotiem]

[She smiles, neither amused nor faked but genuine. She couldn't tolerate the emptiness either.]

I've no intention of being laid waste to so readily, but it would be a great adventure, I think, for you to be there should I die. For you, I think it will be a simple feat.

[And, Waltaquin knows, though though for her it is an indescribable emotion, having felt but never lived the pain of being anguished by another's death - it would be agony. But perhaps a necessary one.]

[stilllovesyou]

[Alecto grins. It is a horrible grin with many teeth, with a mouth that was only ever meant to scowl.]

It would. I have taken as many lives as I have created. They are alike to ants to me. Worms. With problems.

I want to hold your hand as you die. Would you allow me that, Necromancer? Would you grant me the privilege?

But first, I must have my vengeance. I must kill God.

[dakicover]

Alecto.

[ the name feels odd on his tongue. it’s not nona, but he doesn’t reject her— he doesn’t want to. ]

It’s good to see you for the first time. Much better than just talking.

[ he will love her too, just how he loved nona. ]

[stilllovesyou]

True. It had been a long time since I have seen anyone.

[She smiles at him, with broken teeth, like she does not know how to be happy but she is anyway.]

I am glad you made it out, Crea. I am very, very glad.

[dakicover]

I have a person that I have to return to, so I absolutely could not let myself die. It's a relief.

[ and he's glad to see everyone else, too, even if it's bittersweet. he enjoyed the connections he was able to make, as short-lived as they were. ]

What about you? Do you have anything that you want to do? Anything that you have to do?

[stilllovesyou]

Yes.

Revenge.

[Crea will see just a speck of the creature that he talked her down from all those weeks ago, when she was ready to kill Lobelia with her teeth.]

I must kill the man who became God.

[dakicover]

I see. If that's what you have to do, then that's just how it is. As long as you take care of yourself, okay?

[ he is smiling too warmly for someone that just heard that she has to kill a man that became god, but that's where we are with this cr now. she could kill anyone and he would probably clap for her. ]

Ah. What are you going to do with Noodle? Ahem, I mean, he's probably as much your dog as it was Nona's...are you taking him back home?

[idologue]

[ There she is. Alecto - the stranger with the heart of a friend. Lacus approaches with a gentle smile. A little melancholy maybe. ]

We might still have a chance to get to know each other after all. I'd like to take it.

[stilllovesyou]

[There she is. The girl that Nona was so infatuated by.]

I already know you, Lake. More than you intended, I imagine. I haven't forgotten the last weeks.

If you seek to know me, be careful. It hasn't ended well for my necromancer.

[Gestures to Waltaquin gradually losing her fucking mind. And her hearing.]

[idologue]

[ Lacus can't argue with that. It was certainly far more than she intended to show of herself at any juncture here. Woops. ]

I think I am willing to take that risk.

[ With the endless arrogance of one who believes she will not allow herself to be swallowed. ]

Nona was Nona and I will forever carry her within me as such. I won't expect you to be her. It'd be unfair to the both of you.

But I do want to know you.

[stilllovesyou]

Foolish.

[She says it without any particular bite, though. She's sure Lacus is aware of the hubristic foolishness on display. It's one of those disgusting and hideous flaws that humans are so full of, and it's an ugliness that she is fond of.

But...]

...We are not different individuals. Nona and I. I was more like her, when I was first molded into a hideousness. A human. A doll.

But I always knew what had been taken from me. That is something she was spared of.

[idologue]

[ Lacus doesn't mind being called foolish. A lot of her actions in the last few weeks were nothing but foolishness - so what's one more to add to the pile? She's befriended monster upon monster in her desire to learn. Why would she hold back from the self-proclaimed monster that loves her?

If Alecto is Nona, if Nona is Alecto... then she finds herself incapable of being afraid. Alecto may discount the love that Nona felt as naive and incomplete, but Lacus doesn't think so. ]

What were you, then? Before, I mean.