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[motherfucking_ghost]

[For all your 'what the fuck are you saying', 'please put that down before you shoot your eye out', and 'they are not called pain lasers' needs.]

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{ sending crystal } early guardian

[aceso]

[ ooc: feel free to wait until that rift log is complete to answer if you're not sure! ]

Church? Are you well? I heard about what occurred at Skyhold.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm uh. Alive, anyway? So that's something.

[aceso]

It certainly is! But you rifters closed the rift back up, I heard. I hope it wasn't too trying.

[ She's a little annoyed that she couldn't be there to tend the wounded, but Emprise du Lion has plenty of wounded too, plus the red lyrium she wants to investigate. ]

I don't suppose you fired your crossbow at any demons, hmm?

[ Because the last she saw, he really needed to work on his aim. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uhhh. No. It was late, shit was happening, I didn't really have time to go 'oh lemmie go run and get the bow I've been kinda shitty with'. Demons were kind of happening, and pain? Plenty of pain. With the rift closing...thing.

So that's news. That the bullshit in my hand can help close the things demons and also people like me come through. It sucks, though. Pretty sure my whole arm was gonna fall right off.

[aceso]

Pain? [ That catches the healer's attention. ] I know they are painful when rifters first arrive, but I did not know they reacted to rifts in such a fashion. I am sorry I was not there to take the pain away. Did someone heal you afterwards?

[ Because if not, she's gonna have words with somebody. ]

Letter & basket 16th of october

[fleurdesel]

[ The note is simple and to the point. The basket? Filled with pizza rolls, both pepperoni and the works. ]

To the fruits of your knowledge come the spoils. These are as close as we could come. Enjoy them.

-Cpt. Cold.

{ sending crystal } the day of the shard experiment thing

[aceso]

[ Christine is still the Frostbacks where she can't do any good for Church. It's frustrating and has had her stomach tied in knots all day. She's sure he'll contact her after the whole business is done, but the usually patient healer is growing more impatient by the second and eventually she can't take it anymore. Pulling out the locket that houses her crystal, she opens it up and simply says: ]

Church.

[ If he's still in this meeting she doesn't want anyone else to overhear what she might say, so she won't say what she really wants, which is Please tell me you are safe and still have your hand. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[It is thankfully a little later--the actual experiment itself had been surprisingly short-lived. So. That was sure a thing.]

Hey. [That's relief in his voice, glad to hear her voice.] Did you know that shards don't play well in close proximity to magic? Or something like that? I knocked out a Venatori fuckhead in one blow, basically.

[aceso]

What?! What happened to you? Were you hurt in the event?

[ Who gives a fuck about the Venatori? Not this girl. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

No no nonono, I'm fine. He's concussed, but I'm fine. It uhhhh reacted to magic and decided to say fuck that, I guess. I mean it hurt, but I'm fine, no lasting damage.

[aceso]

[ She covers her mouth a moment as he speaks, glad she found a private space in the hold for this conversation. ]

Then it is good it does not react to my healing magic in that way. But I suppose... this is good? It protects you from other types of magic, in more ways than just the shield you can produce.

[rowancrowned]

Good evening, Serrah Church.

[ he calls at an hour fairly soon after the Gallows mess would have closed for the evening. his tone is polite, perfunctory. ]

This is not a social call, but rather one under the purview of Research. Would you mind describing, as best you are able, whatever you were doing shortly before you arrived in Thedas?

[ pause, shuffling of paper. ]

I am seeking to gather information about Rifters. As the Inquisition has stopped conducting formal interviews upon arrival, we do not have much documentation on the phenomenon for those of us who have arrived more recently. You are not obligated to answer, and are quite free to refuse.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uhhhhhh.

[Master of eloquence, Church. It's not that he can't recount it, or that he doesn't trust Thranduil--okay, he doesn't necessarily like the guy, but he's not an enemy in any way. It's just a question of how do you begin explaining that?]

Dying. I was dying is what I was doing before I showed up.

[rowancrowned]

And I assume you were seen to by a healer after you fell through?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uhhhh not that kind of dying. Not in a--uh. Hm. My body, when I showed up here, it wasn't hurt except for the shard.

[rowancrowned]

I see. [ useful enough in a roundabout way. ] Thank you.

[sending crystal]

[youwonscience]

Hey. I know it's been a bit, but uh. Just wanted to see how you were, dude. After all that.

[You know. The nearly-dying and fading-from-memory and getting-covered-in-oil-splatter-burns.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uh...I'm okay. I think? Yeah.

I mean, I'm not dead, I'm remembered, and nobody starved because of us. So. That's good.

...What about you?

[youwonscience]

Yeah. I mean, I think that sort of thing rattles you, but at least it's over.

And you know, for the first day or two, it was really great to hang out? Like, in hindsight I know that's kind of a weird thing to say, but we've both been busy and...

[A small verbal shrug of an 'eh.']

You know, if we'd just made one batch of onion rings, it would have been a good time.

[motherfucking_ghost]

No, but like it was! And I don't think it was a bad idea...

...I think if either of us get near hot oil for another month or two, people are gonna get really worried, but we can always experiment with other food and/or drink in the meantime.

{ sending crystal }

[aceso]

[ Amidst all her paperwork, Christine finds the note she left herself (because she's organized, thank you very much) to talk to Church about this. ]

Church, what would you say to a smaller gathering for my birthday this year? I was thinking of inviting Sam and Cyril for dinner.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[There's a half moment where the names strike him as odd for the exclusion of Jim--before he remembers Jim's gone, wherever the fuck Rifters go when they seem to disappear for good.]

Yeah, sounds good. [He might be mentally taking a frantic note to check the date and remember when her birthday, specifically, is.] So long as there's booze and merriment and I get to carry you around on my shoulders like the queen you are.

[aceso]

[ It's definitely taken some getting used to. Jim had been a part of their lives, and then one day he's just gone. ]

I do not think there is room in our place for you to do that.

[ And then, more to herself. ]

At least, I hope not.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Okay, no, not without banging your head, but I can at least do that outside if it's not pouring out. Obnoxious song singing and a fake crown to top it off.

{ sending crystal }

[aceso]

Perhaps you already know this, but I have been asking around and no one has seen or heard from Prompto in days. I think it's possible he may have been returned home.