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sticksandbones2024-10-15 01:40 am
theuniverseleads) wrote in sticksandbones2024-10-15 01:40 am
[POST-MORTEM] not to blame
Who: Loop & others
What: Loop doing Loop things
When: October 5th ~ 14th (and probably onward to the end of the month)
Where: Locations™
Warnings: hello depression spiral my old friend.... talk of murder/dead kids, suicidal thoughts, ISAT and GF spoilers, will update if needed!
After everything that happened on the 4th, it's not long before Loop's cozy new camp is also left abandoned. The cozy pillows remain for awhile, perhaps, but Loop is nowhere to be found near it for the rest of the month.
... and they're not at their old tree, either, if anyone decides to check. There's slash marks in the ground, here, and deep in the tree's bark, swathes off willowy branches sheared from the curtain surrounding it. How long has it been like that?
Regardless, they don't plan on being an easy person to find.
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What: Loop doing Loop things
When: October 5th ~ 14th (and probably onward to the end of the month)
Where: Locations™
Warnings: hello depression spiral my old friend.... talk of murder/dead kids, suicidal thoughts, ISAT and GF spoilers, will update if needed!
After everything that happened on the 4th, it's not long before Loop's cozy new camp is also left abandoned. The cozy pillows remain for awhile, perhaps, but Loop is nowhere to be found near it for the rest of the month.
... and they're not at their old tree, either, if anyone decides to check. There's slash marks in the ground, here, and deep in the tree's bark, swathes off willowy branches sheared from the curtain surrounding it. How long has it been like that?
Regardless, they don't plan on being an easy person to find.
((using this as a catch-all instead of attacking like a dozen inboxes maybe, so hit me up
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If the Fighter gets in the way, I won't hesitate.
[That's all she has to say before she hops off the roof and lands easily on the grass. She waves for the dog to follow, and enters the inn with him trotting after her.
She's headed for Siffrin's room. There's more than one way to sniff out a rat, and if the copies are good enough that they even threw Loop off for a bit, surely the scent is similar enough.]
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They sigh, leaning over the edge of the roof even after she disappears. They're tempted to go after her...
Turns out they don't have to, though, when they hear familiar steps from an open window below. They scale their way back down the wall, swinging into Siffrin's room—it's still a mess in here, glass on the floor and huge dents in the walls. The door is in about a hundred pieces outside.
... Ah, they do also remember spotting that in here. Not that they should need to point it out to her. They pull it out of the fishtank anyway, since Callan seems to be out.
......... they might have to bring him a gift later, to appease his petty wrath or something. Hrm.
Anyway, they hesitate before holding it out to her, a more resolute expression on their face this time.]
Please don't hurt him. The Fighter... [sigh. their stupid lovesick idiot,] I doubt he would've been able to anyway, even knowing it's a fake. That's just the kind of person he is.
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[She might have more to say about how funny it is that Siffrin wound up with the other, long-missing half of the Embroider, if she weren't of a singular seething mind right now. Instead, she simply takes the battered and broken length of metal from Loop, setting it behind her and letting it rest against her back like a weapon in a video game. Levitation magic is good for more than just flying, after all.]
...No promises.
[But she will try, she supposes. Even with the small amount she's spoken to Isabeau before, it's obvious he's exactly that kind of person. Too kind for his own good, indeed. And... with Loop asking this of her, she's going to guess he's not on the suspected duplicates list. She wouldn't know how to tell, certainly.
She also doesn't know what she'll do once she finds this fake Siffrin. Hence, no promises.
With that, she sets to searching for something that will smell well enough like Siffrin. The bedding, perhaps? She pulls the sheets back, letting Sidereal step over to sniff at them. With a few snuffles, he has the scent, and starts sniffing around at the floor, following it out the door and back towards the inn's entrance. Timekeeper follows, her strides stiff and purposeful.]
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But there's still a bitter anger in their chest, and they can only look away. The Fighter didn't just betray them, after all. He betrayed stardust, Siffrin, and that's so much worse. Did he ever really care about them, or was it always just his crush talking? They feel vile thinking about it.
And as much as they feel this is their responsibility to handle... hah, they'd just screw it up again, wouldn't they?
It's better if they don't. They watch her start to leave, standing in the doorway.]
... Be careful, Timekeeper. [as much as they believe she's strong... Siffrin isn't a pushover. If she got hurt, because they told her where to go—] Call me if you need to. I'll answer.
[They can send for help, if nothing else. If anyone will trust them, that is.]
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So she'll shoulder the burden that she can see alone, as always.
Her eye slips away, and she nods, curtly. She knows full well that Siffrin and Loop are both incredibly strong, but she couldn't bring herself to fear this even if she weren't too angry to. She briefly holds up her hand in the phone call sign that Loop taught her, possibly setting off a bit of a receiver pick up/hang up sound in their head, to show she hasn't forgotten.]
If it takes more than a couple of hours, assume the worst.
[She's yet to see her own doppelganger, after all - and if it were her? She'd wait for the perfect opportunity. This just might be one. She still won't hold back.
With that, she follows Sidereal out of the inn and off on a path through the town. The dog-creature seems to have picked up a trail readily - however far the fake Siffrin got, it won't take her long to catch up.]