[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

[psychopompous]

[bristles a little, but just tucks Kano irritably against his side, chin on his head]

[innerdemon]

[sits awkwardly]

Oh. Um. Right, Madison, speaking of people who live, together, Sera wanted to text with you when you were up to it, to say hi. She doesn't think Tristan's mobile hotspot has enough data to bring her over but—

[rambling]

[liarliarliar]

[what a tiring day. gets comfy against Sariel looking every bit like a child and not caring]

Tell Sera hi for me tooooo.

[boatsights]

[immediately pulling out his phone, hopping up]

Oh—um. Please excuse me, then.

[psychopompous]

[just grumbling]

[innerdemon]

[sits awkwardly] Thanks for not kicking me out?

[liarliarliar]

[tries to force one of Sariel's hands into a thumbs up]

[psychopompous]

No.

[boatsights]

[I'm going to sneak off to go text Sera, you guys do you]

[innerdemon]

...no to me or

[liarliarliar]

[aw fine

yawns and goes back to trying to sleep]

[psychopompous]

[to Elluka]

You're fine. Someone has to do the chores, this ungrateful thing won't.

[. . . kissing the top of Kano's head]

[innerdemon]

...He really does talk to you like that all the time.

[liarliarliar]

He does, he's a cranky old pigeon.

A cranky old pigeon who forgets that when I did do the chores it wasn't good enough and goodness forget it let me do it huff huff.

[psychopompous]

[. . . just grins, headbutting Kano lightly]

Go to sleep again.

[innerdemon]

Oh no. Goodnight, Kano.

[liarliarliar]

Mmm. Good night.

[time for more napping on angels. It really doesn't take long to drop back off to sleep cuz boy has it been a dayyyy.]