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[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 36 night
Where: Back outside the train

[Well. You’re all in some kind of. State. A rather chagrined voice mutters on the wind;]

That isn’t quite how I envisioned it going…

[At any rate! There are new stars in the sky in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple and senna terracotta.

Well how are you all doing?]

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[wellhanged]

[....... uhhhhhhh.]

You're going to have to be a little more clear! A lot of things happened all at once!

[survivaltricks]

[nah words are for chumps]

[INSTEAD he is just rudely going to press his ear against Levi's chest to listen for a beating heart]

[. . . Levi might notice that he is kind of cold to the touch. . .]

[wellhanged]

[tick tick tick tick goes the mechanical heart.

and uh.

he's certainly familiar with cold bodies what with him. being all. fishy undead thing.

h-hmmm...]

Need something to warm you up?

[survivaltricks]

[ah. . . it's different, actually]

[pulls back, brows furrowed, hands falling from Levi's shoulders]

No. I'm okay.

How are you going to fix this?

[wellhanged]

I'm not.

And you're not.

For the record, I was dead before I came to this place.

[bluntest of bluntness]

[survivaltricks]

[h]

[how is he supposed to even]

[. . .]

Well, you're obviously not dead now.

[wellhanged]

If you want to call it "living", be my guest.

[shrugs a bit, half-hearted]

In any case, if you have trouble keeping warm, just know I know how that feels.

[being the hungry thing is the worst but like. lololol]

[survivaltricks]

[absolutely positively not mentioning the near-ravenous hunger that he is only tuning out by focusing on others right now]

. . . thanks, but I've got it.

I don't want to focus on myself right now.

[wellhanged]

[he knows that trick. haha. hungry things trying not to be hungry. HE KNOWS THIS TRICK.]

Ah, well... my stuff won't make any of your stuff any easier.

[survivaltricks]

[when ur a babby lich and ur talking to an experienced lich and u don't know it yet]

It can't make it any more difficult.

[nothing can]

[he thinks]

[wellhanged]

[all he knows is that clearly you are not...? currently??? human??? and that tends to mean Hungry Things, in his experience]

Really?

Then... if I say I'm really hungry and only human flesh will correct that and only temporarily at that, you would say...?

1/2

[survivaltricks]

[white noise]

[survivaltricks]

[god, he's hungry. so, so hungry, his stomach churns and aches and broils with the desire to feed on something-- anything-- comprised of flesh and blood and bone]

[the hunger re-surges like a wave at Levi's words, but Spark is quick to press his hand against his mouth, eyes shutting tightly as he fights it off. focus, focus, focus, focus--]

[. . . swallows thickly and shakes his head, steeling his expression, because he isn't about to let it get the best of him]

. . . I would ask-- just to make sure-- if it's as a result of the trial we just had, or if you were like that before arriving here.

[wellhanged]

[it's okay, he's not pushing any more than that, he can wait. he knows how it is.]

Before. I said I died, didn't I?

It was a partial death. Consequences of eating a mer's flesh is that a person is doomed to live forever. Getting killed after doing so comes with this sort of consequence.

[gestures in a fashion bringing attention to the... Off things about his appearance--the unnatural reflective quality to his green eyes, the grayish color and scaling patterns on his tanned skin, the joints and limbs that are just a tad too long, too flexible. his teeth looks largely normal when he smiles, but really... they're plenty sharp.]

It happened a few months before I woke up here.

[survivaltricks]

[man. what does one even say to that? . . . especially coming fresh off of their own death-not-death?]

Sorry.

[that doesn't cut it and he knows it]

Sorry. . . that sucks.

[wellhanged]

[not hard to tell what "sucks" means in this regard, so. relaxing some.]

Yes, it does.

But it's what I chose to risk for myself, so it's what I have to live with. So there's no need to feel sorry. You should be focusing on your own troubles for that.

But if you need someone who does understand it, I'm always around for a chat. By the ocean, probably. Merfolk need to keep hydrated, even when they're in this shape.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . nods quietly, hand drifting to his chest, right over his heart. or. . . where his heart would be, if he still had one]

[Dusk is in possession of his locket right now]

Thanks.

[. . . ugh]

But I came here to help you. Not vice versa.

[is he really that useless?]

[wellhanged]

It helps to know someone knows what it's like.

[this isn't comforting but oh well]

[survivaltricks]

[he has literally been a lich for five seconds and he already wants to quit lich life, please!!!]

[. . .]

[anyway. . . he says nothing as that and just. looks away, lifting a hand to tug at the ears of his kigurumi again]

[wellhanged]

[i mean... his circumstances has a lot of Spite-driven bullshit, so...]

Anyway, ah. Be nice to Randy for a little while. They messed with his head, so he's forgotten pretty much everything.

[survivaltricks]

[meanwhile Spark did not ask for this!1]

-- who?

[looking back at him, puzzled]

[wellhanged]

[yep. Levi feels for u, man. this ain't no cakewalk.]

Oh. The big red head on my team. He's a nice guy.

[survivaltricks]

[IT SURE IS NOT]

. . . ah.

[a nod]

Got it.

[amnesia ain't no cakewalk]