un: man's greatest treasure [text]

[reparo]

[While on the boat ride from hell, there's a point in the first night where Hermione decides what the hell, for morale.]

I have mint leaves for anyone who is sea-sick, so please reach out if you would like some. I can float them to your boat. Chewing on peppermint would've been better, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

[There is a pause on her end here, before she writes out the rest:]

For whoever is holding the candles lit, if you are having trouble staying awake or keeping calm, maybe we can exchange stories. Surely if we whisper into our pendants...

Oh, one more thing! Does anyone know how to change the display name on these bloody things?

Comments

un: absterge

[downswing]

Gratitude. Your reserves will want replenishment on land.

[reparo]

They will, but that's for then. I'm not rationing them out now when they're needed.

[downswing]

You are troubled by your candle?

[reparo]

It's just a candle. I've held heavier books.

[downswing]

A candle with bind and purpose.

[reparo]

Right - I should be more solemn about it.

[downswing]

Reverential.

[reparo]

Yes, sir.

[downswing]

It is a wooing of the dead.

[reparo]

I'm not wooing the dead.

[downswing]

What do you believe the candle achieves?

[reparo]

Is this a trick question?

First you accused me of yearning for necromancy, now I am to woo the dead?

[downswing]

We are all to.

[reparo]

[Oh, she knows that it's a matter of language and semantics, but boat rides are boring and she has just a little bit of mischief left. So:]

How the mighty fall.

[downswing]

Past an exorcist's cares.


( He.

Has been wooing.

The dead.

All along. )

[reparo]

...I'm sorry, are you an exorcist?!

[downswing]

( Did his calligraphy stutter? )

A duty.

1/2

[reparo]

Wild.

[reparo]

To answer your question more seriously, I am capable of keeping the candle lit on my boat.

[downswing]

Beware arrogance.

[reparo]

I'm familiar with the concept.

[downswing]

They may attempt to silence candle flames.

[reparo]

I can handle myself with candles, and a fight.

[downswing]

It is not urged to insult.