I don't think this place runs by any rules of logic we'll be able to wrap our heads around, mission-wise, [ Riz grumbles. He can't say he'd rather be in the labyrinth - that fucking sucked, man - but it had at least made sense with the conceit that they were all fed upon their arrival. This makes little to no sense, but at least he has a bed, ample access to food, can hang out with his friends provided that there's not too many sleepovers.
Honestly, in many ways, this place feels far more like home than Etraya ever did. It's the sort of thing that could lull someone into a false sense of complacency, if they're the type of person to do that. Which Riz isn't, of course, meaning that he's hypervigilant about the fact that they very well could. ]
It seems mainly like an excuse just to fuck with us at this point. [ He's got it all written down on boards and notebooks and charts, but no matter how much he squints at it, he just can't figure it out. ] My fake family's okay, though. They're all nice.
[ Idly, he kicks his legs. ]
It's like, weirdly normal, though. They're really trying to hammer home the whole suburban bliss angle. And everyone here is really good at playing along with it. I dunno what their angle is, beyond just being -- normal people, I guess?
[ For some reason, this place's idea of an idyllic future being one where every adult is married and has kids has been rankling at him. It's probably just because he's still pretty young, he figures, and because it pays no respect to the life of an adventurer. Everyone wants to do this sort of thing eventually, after all. He will too, one day. ]
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Date: 2024-09-20 10:06 am (UTC)Honestly, in many ways, this place feels far more like home than Etraya ever did. It's the sort of thing that could lull someone into a false sense of complacency, if they're the type of person to do that. Which Riz isn't, of course, meaning that he's hypervigilant about the fact that they very well could. ]
It seems mainly like an excuse just to fuck with us at this point. [ He's got it all written down on boards and notebooks and charts, but no matter how much he squints at it, he just can't figure it out. ] My fake family's okay, though. They're all nice.
[ Idly, he kicks his legs. ]
It's like, weirdly normal, though. They're really trying to hammer home the whole suburban bliss angle. And everyone here is really good at playing along with it. I dunno what their angle is, beyond just being -- normal people, I guess?
[ For some reason, this place's idea of an idyllic future being one where every adult is married and has kids has been rankling at him. It's probably just because he's still pretty young, he figures, and because it pays no respect to the life of an adventurer. Everyone wants to do this sort of thing eventually, after all. He will too, one day. ]