[ Over the first day, two things have shown themselves as Absolute Truth. The first is that absolutely nothing sparks any investment or interest whatever. The second is a codicil of the first; certain items break through that endless Nothing, to varying degrees. An illegal weapon that cost most of his funds, a strange watch that cost most of his dignity, a few hand-sewn charms that bring a sense of peace. But importantly, none of these have ever been strong enough to invoke the emotions all the others seem to show so easily.
This fugue cracks at the sight of That Blue. It resounds across dead nerves in equal parts homesickness and fear. That shade - stainless, sinless - it means he'll be executed, but he missed them so much. Dying is fine, but he needs to see one of them, anyone, just one last time. He needs to explain. Apologize. The guilt is suffocating.
On Nick's end, he's just casually talking with a tailor over a challenge he has hanging up - a simple green cloak with a sign on it saying "Do Not Touch! (You'll get smited)". Apparently it's burning hands all the place. If you can touch it for more than five seconds you win 20 Silver- but a hand grips his shoulder as one stupid-haired moron in a blue getup meets another stupid-haired moron in a blue getup. ]
Are you alright?! How long ha-- [ It's panicked and genuine and quickly devolves into shame at the sight of the robe, it's his but if he says it's his he'll get murdered, but if he doesn't someone else will take it oh lord why in front of one of Them this is the worst day ever just let the Revelation start- ]
E; i'm sorry not-bro
This fugue cracks at the sight of That Blue. It resounds across dead nerves in equal parts homesickness and fear. That shade - stainless, sinless - it means he'll be executed, but he missed them so much. Dying is fine, but he needs to see one of them, anyone, just one last time. He needs to explain. Apologize. The guilt is suffocating.
On Nick's end, he's just casually talking with a tailor over a challenge he has hanging up - a simple green cloak with a sign on it saying "Do Not Touch! (You'll get smited)". Apparently it's burning hands all the place. If you can touch it for more than five seconds you win 20 Silver- but a hand grips his shoulder as one stupid-haired moron in a blue getup meets another stupid-haired moron in a blue getup. ]
Are you alright?! How long ha-- [ It's panicked and genuine and quickly devolves into shame at the sight of the robe, it's his but if he says it's his he'll get murdered, but if he doesn't someone else will take it oh lord why in front of one of Them this is the worst day ever just let the Revelation start- ]
Why do you have that?! Take the sign off!