[ that is exactly what he's doing, yeah. he's been waiting for it to not be freaking crowded in here full of people asking questions about his fashion choices.
he'll look temenos up and down, and then go over to the cabinets to start rifling through. ]
[ he will let you have this if you also don't point out anytime he flinches ever. we are so fine
anyway. he snorts, a little. ]
A poor excuse for a party, and a garden with a serious overgrowth problem. [ vines. he is still picking thorns out of his clothes. ] As I'm sure you can imagine, things did not go exactly to plan.
[ how come yours was a party and he had to be the jonkler in fucking prison. he will actually go over and pick up one of the vines if it's around. he does not care at all if its bloody, that's fine. ]
[ he can pick it up! it's a hefty thing. the edges of it are burnt and crumbling into ashes - it has several thorns, also, and is super bloody. super fun and funky fresh. temenos looks at it as he does, nose wrinkling, but shakes his head. ]
We were tasked with gathering information about something called the 'heartseed'. If we were able to steal it, then that would be ideal, but that did not turn out to be plausible. That - [ head gesture at the vine ] - was of its many appendages.
It was part of something called the 'blossoming ceremony', where many wealthy and terrible people came to observe what was a grotesque art installation.
[ got it, the scrimblo needed to be scrumbled at the Skrump location. A basic enough quest to start. he presses a thumb against one of the thorns - not hard enough to break skin - and then puts it back down. ]
[ there's a brief quirk to his mouth, something wry. ]
...In a manner of speaking. We certainly gathered plenty of information. And the heartseed itself was destroyed - quite frankly, should that whole planet implode, with all of the people on it, I believe it would be a gift to society.
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he'll look temenos up and down, and then go over to the cabinets to start rifling through. ]
Something like that. A load of feckin' nonsense.
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he watches him do this a little more distantly than usual, but nevertheless. ]
With a high injury count, apparently. That ridiculous...?
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I can't explain of it, nor is it worth it to.
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[ the jonkler.... ]
Fair enough. And your injuries?
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I have my arms, which is more than most can say.
[ GESTURING TO. all of this. ]
What happened?
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anyway. he snorts, a little. ]
A poor excuse for a party, and a garden with a serious overgrowth problem. [ vines. he is still picking thorns out of his clothes. ] As I'm sure you can imagine, things did not go exactly to plan.
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and what was the plan, exactly?
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We were tasked with gathering information about something called the 'heartseed'. If we were able to steal it, then that would be ideal, but that did not turn out to be plausible. That - [ head gesture at the vine ] - was of its many appendages.
It was part of something called the 'blossoming ceremony', where many wealthy and terrible people came to observe what was a grotesque art installation.
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Did you succeed?
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...In a manner of speaking. We certainly gathered plenty of information. And the heartseed itself was destroyed - quite frankly, should that whole planet implode, with all of the people on it, I believe it would be a gift to society.
[ that place was garbage ]
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[ did you know lucien has started his american citizenship journey now. ]
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he. laughs a little. ]
That bad?