The tailback of timorous souls | OTA

[callada]

characters: Rosinante, OTA
location: Church, elsewhere?
date/time: 7/7 evening
content: After the dubious honor of being the first to die, Rosi also is the first to be revived in the church.
warnings: n/a for now

There's a crash out on the rocks; a rattle of glass and metal, caught just wrong on sharp granite, and then cold darkness overtakes him.

And for a moment, he thinks perhaps he dreamed it, for there is the oddest sensation of waking from a deep slumber. For a moment he thinks he still feels icy cold. But there's no wind over the water, no sharp ache in his chest. The church is comfortable and lit. How did he get here? Why is he basically just lying at someone's feet? Who-

"Uh, sorry. Hello."

A few minutes later, if you weren't present for him being tossed out the trap door, he'll just be sitting on the floor with legs bent at the knees and lantern beside him. Death is never pleasant and he needs a moment, plus it sounds like there were people looking for him. They shouldn't have, but so it goes.

Comments

[callada]

"... That's an explanation?" He smiles and shakes his head. The things these people say, sometimes! How do they come up with it?

"Maybe you're right. All I have are guesses with too little real information to support them. We'll have to wait and see, unless we find something out there in the woods."

[paletteswap]

"True. No use in speculating." And he doesn't like the road that's leading down either.

"When do you think you'll be back from your excursion with Lord Cao Pi? When should we set out?"

[callada]

"We won't be gone long if all goes as planned. No more than two, maybe three days. Any time after that should be fine."

And then he'll be dead, but how is he to know that? Hopefully the trip does go according to plan, also. Based on what little he's heard of the creatures in those woods, they may not take kindly to intrusion. But neither do pirates when in their infested home territories and he's handled his share of those. These creatures don't have guns, can't transform themselves into liquid, can't shatter the land and the air with a throw of the fist. He'll figure it out.

[paletteswap]

"Very well, I'll get things prepared." He turns to leave, looking back at Rosinante. "I don't want to have to meet you in here again, so be careful when you're out there."

He does think that the man can take care of himself, he's more concerned with anything accidental that might happen. Especially when their life force is in a highly breakable object they're forced to carry everywhere.

He's concerned, genuinely, but he doesn't know how to convey that without sounding condescending.

[callada]

"You too," he replies. Also not condescending, surely. It's good-natured sarcasm, complete with a hint of a lopsided smile despite the situation they're in, and he gives a nod of farewell as Kuai turns to leave.

Nobody here is immune to this place's dangers, and just because he made one simple mistake doesn't make him any more prone to death than the rest here. That's something he's fairly sure of - and he'll do his best to stay alert.