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[countermeasures]

i WILL make a visualosity just not right now

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w5 sunday

[daggering]

[ when jiuqing visits the simulation room on this fine sunday, she'll find the setting to be something somber, but maybe familiar -- it's that church, again. the architecture of the inside looks like delicately carved bone instead of brick, and the massive sweeping steeple above her head ends in a dome, where stained glass shines a kaleidoscope of colors onto the white floor. it looks as if there are strings that cut through the echoing glass lights, endless, stretching off into the void of a darkness that seems to go beyond the room itself.

in the middle of the room is the blood pool, familiar from an execution gone by. the statue with the strange mask stands tall just above it, and there's a figure draped on the shoulder of it, a raven feathered wing hanging down vertical over the front like a cloak.

said wing is attached to vax'ildan, who's laying here with his hands folded on his chest, looking up at the stained glass.

when he hears the door open, he glances down, though. ]

... Hey, doc.

[countermeasures]

[well


at least he's not, like, drowning in the blool or something.]

Vax. [she looks around their surroundings...] ...are you alright? That was a lot, before.

[daggering]

Nnn.

[ the answer is affirmative, at least - and vax's wings flutter a little where he's perched, high up in the air. ]

... I'm alright. [ he likes roxana, and doesn't want to say it, but... this was much less stressful than the past couple of weeks. ] Just came to pay my respects and think.

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[oh, hm.]

Am I keeping you from that, then? I can go...

[daggering]

No - no, it's alright. Lemme just --

[ rolling over off of the shoulder of the statue, vax hops down. this is the simulation room, so his wings open and catch the breeze, and he gracefully floats down to the ground near her, by the blood pool. ]

I can turn this off, if you want. [ he knows objectively that the temple's probably... kind of creepy... to normal people. it's just his goth home. :( ] Sorry.

[countermeasures]

No, it's alright. It's somewhere important to you, isn't it?

[she glances around the room again.]

...could you tell me about it?