[Game 20] Epilogue

[arsgoetia]

Maon leads the way back towards civilization—somehow making his way easily back out through the woods, and you know, there's some things you just don't ask about.

It's a little longer walk back than it was getting there—you'd ended up popping out in a slightly different location. The sun isn't quite up enough to be causing any adverse side effects, and somehow as you walk, you find any fatigue or pain or chill drifting away, leaving you feeling rejuvinated rather than exhausted. The really happy archangel might be partially to blame for that.

The cottage soon comes into sight. Siùsaidh is sitting on the porch waiting, and Tristan's car is once again parked outside.

"Tis about time ye got back," she says firmly. "Tis been three days, and I can only mind an incubus in my home fer so long. Step inside for breakfast, now, won't ye?"

[we will continue to pick at threads in the Endgame but feel free to hit up anybody anywhere in the Epilogue! thanks for the game, see you again in three years soon ♥]

Comments

[liarliarliar]

Somehow I have to do everything around here...

[innerdemon]

No, I mean, maybe it's better if I don't. Madison'll be around again now, and... I don't know. If I say what I'm thinking you'll get mad at me.

[liarliarliar]

. . .what could you possibly say that's worse than Tristan asking if I want SUGGESTIONS.

[innerdemon]

[Elli giggles]

Just. You know. I don't deserve... this?

[liarliarliar]

Oh, that sort of thing.

I don't deserve what I have either! I'm still taking it!

[innerdemon]

I don't feel like...! I mean, I have done bad things. All the people who knew me when we first met I tried to murder, Kano!

[liarliarliar]

I wasn't there so I can only judge you two now as you are now.

And uhm I just feel safe around you. Not scared.

I mean if we wanna drag skeletons out the closet we can go and have a contest. But people want us to be happy no matter what our stupid backstories are.

[innerdemon]

[flops over and leans on him a little]

I mean... I know you're right. There's this dumb part of me that feels like if I let myself have the things I like I'll be letting things down though.

—It's not me. The dumb part. She didn't mean that.

[liarliarliar]

I get it, I get it.

Don't worry I also have those dumb feelings and understand you. But when you have dumb feelings that's a good time to have friends to fuss at you.

I get fussed at anyway.

[pats buddy's arm there there and seems happy to be flopped together]

[innerdemon]

[just flopped for a few long moments. Then:]

You wanna see an old picture of us? I mean, just me, and my real brother.

[liarliarliar]

Yeah! I show off pictures of my family all the time!

[innerdemon]

Yeah...

[Digs around in her phone. It wasn't taken on the phone but saved to her files] Here. I'm the super girly one.

[It's essentially this, except that nobody's crying and the pic shows real-Luka so he's smiling and knows what a face does]

[liarliarliar]

Oh no you're both precious. As cute as my siblings are! That's a feat!

[innerdemon]

We were pretty cute. I like... Sort of... Dumped everything I was back then after things.

[liarliarliar]

I dunno, you're still pretty cute now. That's the same.

And you held me kinda like that today. Ah, that was a big help to be honest.

[innerdemon]

Was it...?

[liarliarliar]

I don't like heights. It's...

Well, the reason isn't important right now.

[innerdemon]

I think, maybe the reasons that are important to us don't go away when the context does.

[liarliarliar]

My older sister. Ah.

[doesn't elaborate]

I mean I can be in high places and get through it fine. But uhm. It helped.

[innerdemon]

Oh... I'm really sorry. I know what you mean.

[Drapes on him more thoroughly]

I'm not a fan of knives. Especially kitchen knives. Whoa getting dark here sorry.

[liarliarliar]

Yeah no that's fine. I'm not a huge fan either.

And everyone always carries like thirty knives here it's the worst. Why do all these teenagers have knives.

[innerdemon]

This is why I use a gun.

[liarliarliar]

That's how I died the second time but you know.

That is still way faster and less awful than the knife it took like seconds. Guns are way less awful.

[innerdemon]

I'm sorry!! Yeah though that's um. My impression. Of ways to die.

[liarliarliar]

You don't have to be sorry and I'm not bothered.