BRADLEY, YOU'RE DIVORCED BTW

[malewife]

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[malewife]

Don’t get into too much trouble or danger if you want something different.

[ Is there anything we want to see in this wizard death festival before the transition change. ]

[battling]

[His gaze settles on Nero and he says nothing.

There's nothin interesting for wizards, it's just people being sad.]

[malewife]

[ Joonghyuk opens his mouth, about to say it’s over, but then it washes away to a dystopia… Modern city in ruins, a makeshift funeral—old-fashioned burial.

Around are people that are not in the guest book. They all stay silent, try to keep stoic, but the three children… As hard as they want to be strong, a girl with light brown hair starts tearing up, but the boy tells her to stay strong.

The young girl with black pigtails yells at his grave, words muffled and silent. Eventually fellow adults talk to each other. They can’t hear anything, but they can feel the grief turning into desperation. They’re scheming. Planning. There’s hope in their sorrow… They’re going to try to bring him back, somehow, some way.

Emotion shared seeing this is despair. ]

[battling]

[ This looks more like what a human funeral would look like. He watches the figures before glancing at Joonghyuk.

There's a blip of forced calm on Bradley's end. ]

[malewife]

[ This is where a normal and sane person would say something uplifting, nice, or contemplative. ]

They're fools.

[battling]

For mourning?

Ain't that normal?

[malewife]

They're the type of people who would go to the ends of the universe to bring back what's gone back.

[ Foolish. ]

[battling]

Can they?

[ The dead don't just come back. Unless it's in one of these things. ]

[malewife]

They shouldn't.

[ That isn't a yes or a no. ]

They would devote their entire lives and beyond to find a way.

[battling]

[That's not a real answer.

But this is what mourning looks like for some people.]

'n how likely is it t' happen?

[malewife]

I've seen the consequences of a similar worldline.

[ aka it has happened before. ]

I hope your companions aren't similar.

[battling]

Can't resurrect the dead. The most ya can do is tie a ghost to yourself.

[malewife]

... That sounds lonely.

[battling]

It is what it is.

[It's lonely.]

[malewife]

Would you consider something like that for yourself?

[battling]

I'd hate if somebody did that to me.

[malewife]

But would you do that?

[battling]

I get why Snow did it.

[ He knows loss, he knows what it is to lose people. All his siblings he lost in his first century of life. ]

I wouldn't.

[malewife]

[ He goes quiet... Damn. He learned more about Bradley than he thought he would. There's a sprinkle of understanding. ]

I don't like this hotel already.

[ And they get kicked out into the hallway. ]

[battling]

[Nero has walls for days, Bradley just says shit.

There's that deep sense of loss and a faint hint of confusion.]

Showin' its colors early.

[malewife]

The other doors must be just as annoying.

[ But there's still curiosity. ]

[battling]

Still wanna know what they do?

[malewife]

I'd rather know what this place is capable of, instead of being caught off guard.

[ Sometimes you just want to be prepared at all times. ]

[battling]

Which one ya wanna try next?

[malewife]

... They all look the same, so pick one.

[ He doesn't have a preference. ]