FINAL WEEK

[strangerpeople]

FINAL WEEK

[Soon after, many of the figures lay dead. They bodies are splayed all over the stage. The female, however, seems to be gone.

Where did she go? What is she planning? It's unknown. But, soon after the Titled leave the Debate Hall, they are struck with a vivid vision. It is quick, but strong. Another dream, and this time, it is a waking dream.

Another memory. The Depths haven't been cleaned, either. The halls are silent, and no new doors seem to have opened. Yet deep down, you know. The end is near.

Its time to get ready. So, get ready, Titled.

There are seven strangers left.]

Comments

[bythewaves]

[ Yonya. He'd called Killua. Named him, claimed him. My son.

Fool. Maedhros' ghost remonstrates gently. You should know better

But he remembers them now, his two fosterlings who grew up so well despite everything.

It was worth it Nelyo

The wolf drowses in the sun, and watches his pack ]

[thiscomicsucks]

...

[This guy watches the wolf a bit warily.]

Uh. Hey. Uh. Good dog?

[bythewaves]

[ Not-pack

The wolf lifts his head and looks at the stranger.

Helped pack.

It isn't wolf behaviour at all, but he wags his tail, ears pricked forwards curiously ]

[thiscomicsucks]

...

[Oh, geez.]

Sorry, I...Hunter, right?

...

[P...pet? This is awkward.]

Adam was the Hunter. In our group, I mean.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor allows the pet, a low amused bark.

Yes, that's what they call him.

He nudges against Linkara, a large heavy fur rug.

Tell him then. He can't tell anyone else, like this ]

[thiscomicsucks]

[This is really weird. Adam wasn't exactly a petting type, after all.]

...He...

[Sigh.]

He was one of my idols. A Power Ranger. But...last week...

...

Last week sucked. Honestly, it still sucks.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor grew up with a wolfhound the size of a small horse. He's used to fuzzy things sitting on people to make them feel better, although this is the first time he's been the fuzzy thing.

(Celegorm would have laughed)

So he curls around Linkara and licks his hands gently, a low understanding whine. ]

[thiscomicsucks]

[fjeogjweigrw

Now he is covered in werewolf.]

I'm...thank you?

[bythewaves]

[ Yes, yes he is.

Cheer up? ]

[thiscomicsucks]

[He's trying! This is just weird, imagining Adam in his lap, which would never happen. And...can't happen now, anyways.]

A for effort, I guess.

[bythewaves]

[ The wolf huffs at him, a low amused sound and licks his hand again once, before settling.

He's here, if Linkara wants to talk ]

[thiscomicsucks]

...

[Sigh.]

I believed in Adam. We all did. I mean, hell...I know he wasn't in his right mind, almost none of us were last week.

It still hurts, though. I mean...he wasn't just...fake, you know? He was real and...now he's gone. Him and...others. Leaders. People who are better at leading than me, that's for sure.

[bythewaves]

[ A low, understanding whine, and Maglor presses against his side.

He knows ]

[zephyranthe]

[She sees Maglor just relaxing like that and... man. She really wants to take a nap against him but ew the rules and she doesn't feel like waking up to an ambush of invisible guys trying to kill them (again). So she'll just sit and lean against his body, giving him a headpat while she's there.]

I'm glad it worked out.

[bythewaves]

[ Fie has good hands, he likes them, and he leans into the pet, whuffing in agreement ]

[zephyranthe]

[She was used to handling Zephyr's attack dogs, so she at least had some experience with being affectionate with animals. ...Actually she's probably better at it than dealing with human forms of affection.]

It feels like we're finally gearing up to finish all of this. I can't complain about getting brought here anymore, though. I'm happy I met you guys.

[bythewaves]

[ He noses against her fondly and whuffs in agreement, tail wagging. ]