dark_light | we are not truly immortal

After Glass's party is over with, Amariah and Kas go home.

Amariah fetches down their alethiometers.

"It's about time I took care of Alethia's afterlife, whatever it may be," she says quietly. "What can the alethiometer tell you about what I'll find?"

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dark_light

It turns out that the others can't teleport to where he is.

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lifes_sake

Cam asks the alethiometer he has with him: "Can we not teleport to destinations in the afterlife, or from starting points in the afterlife, or both?"

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truthwright

The alethiometer tells him, "You can leave at will, but not so easily return."

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lifes_sake

Cam bounces this result to everyone else, along with a proposal that they all try to converge on Kas's position manually.

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truthwright

Kas points out that the harpy is long gone by now.

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lifes_sake

If none of them runs into her on the way, they can continue their search in a group so as to better corner the next one to appear. If they can't teleport to each other, splitting up isn't as valuable as expected.

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truthwright

True enough.

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endragoned

Aianon circles back toward where he last saw Kas.

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pythbox

Ghosty flickers parts of her attention between all of them; she is not any more restricted in her movements than usual.

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she_sells_seashells

Shell Bell is the next to meet a harpy! She reports this information.

That is the last thing the link hears from her.

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pythbox

...Sue is alarmed! Bells aren't chatty on link, but this is important, he'd expect her to be talking about it.

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arenaria

Sherlock probably notices the smew tensing and shaking in her arms before he says anything.

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sicaria

She gathers him up and kisses the top of his head.

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arenaria

"We're sorry," he whimpers. "We're sorry, we're sorry, we're sorry -"

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sicaria

"It's all right," she says. "Whatever it is, it's all right. I love you."

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pythbox

Sue reports this situation to the link.

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arenaria

"No, no, it's not all right, we're sorry, we're sorry," he says desperately, like he expects the words to be a charm against some evil that just - isn't - working. "Sorry sorry sorry -"

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dark_light

Amariah flies high, to see if she can spot Shell Bell - they weren't flying for that long - and -

The spatial layout of this place is like one of those impossible objects that you can draw but not actually have, she says, bouncing an image to the link.

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sicaria

Sherlock pushes her love for Shell Bell to Sue, trusting that he will know what to do with it.

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pythbox

He bounces Sherlock's message to the intended recipient.

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truthwright

So what the fuck do we do? says Kas, heading back the way he came.

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arenaria

The smew presses himself against Sherlock harder, still apologizing desperately.

There's no response from Shell Bell herself.

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lifes_sake

Tell Shell Bell to bail out, tell her to teleport to Amariah's house, or the dock, anywhere that's not here, we can start over from scratch if we have to. Scream it at her, get her attention.