Yes. Everyone has been...remarkably quiet about the entire matter.
[ At least, far more so than she would imagine. Shock and denial was her first guess, but it's been long enough now for most to recover. How has word not spread? ]
There is always the chance that it could have been something to never repeat, but...it is the most evidence we yet have of what happens to us on our return. [ Shaking her head, she'll lean back a bit on her stool with a small arch to stretch her back. These are not comfortable seats. ] There is only one way out of such an ouroboros, and everyone knows how to kill a serpent.
And so we trudge through the muck of tar and venom, and we search.
[ Far easier said than done, but keeping one another informed can only be a step in the right direction.
Once the notebook has been returned to her bag, she stands. With a little slip from the stool, Vanessa turns from the bar to have another of the subtlest stretches possible. The art here really does constantly seem to shift in the shadows, which is more fascinating to her than unnerving, and she stares at the nearest wall. ]
I suppose now you have my...number, as well, should you likewise need my assistance. Which is little but offering unfortunate information, thus far, but time will tell.
Don't sell yourself short. [ She holds up the hand with the spider ring. ] You've got a knack for finding jewelry, as well.
Er -- Miss Ives. [ It really does feel like talking to a schoolteacher, but when in the Victorian era. ] Thank you. I appreciate your perspective on it all.
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[ At least, far more so than she would imagine. Shock and denial was her first guess, but it's been long enough now for most to recover. How has word not spread? ]
There is always the chance that it could have been something to never repeat, but...it is the most evidence we yet have of what happens to us on our return. [ Shaking her head, she'll lean back a bit on her stool with a small arch to stretch her back. These are not comfortable seats. ] There is only one way out of such an ouroboros, and everyone knows how to kill a serpent.
[ Apologies, dear Crowley. ]
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[ She shivers, in spite of herself. What else is she missing? A lot, she's sure, but how do you know what you don't know? ]
Yeah, but you have to find the head first.
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[ Far easier said than done, but keeping one another informed can only be a step in the right direction.
Once the notebook has been returned to her bag, she stands. With a little slip from the stool, Vanessa turns from the bar to have another of the subtlest stretches possible. The art here really does constantly seem to shift in the shadows, which is more fascinating to her than unnerving, and she stares at the nearest wall. ]
I suppose now you have my...number, as well, should you likewise need my assistance. Which is little but offering unfortunate information, thus far, but time will tell.
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Er -- Miss Ives. [ It really does feel like talking to a schoolteacher, but when in the Victorian era. ] Thank you. I appreciate your perspective on it all.
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It was either a ring or the rabbit stew.
[ A jest, one would hope, though she's already turning to head for the door, so it may be difficult to tell. ]
Good evening, Constantine. Thank you for an enlightening encounter.
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[ Cool. She's going to give Vanessa a few minutes' head start and then take the rest of this bottle home to have an existential crisis in private. ]