"Skill and survival are the only things that matter" [open]

[swordofajerk]

[There's a moment of disorientation, of feeling like he's slipping into (or out of) something, and then suddenly there is a Spectre in the middle of Limbo yelling and shoving the other Spectres nearby out of his way and reaching for something that should be on his hip but isn't and all he can thing of is he needs something.

Sword? Maybe? That feels right, he needs a sword. Where can he get one, why doesn't he have one, why does he want one, why the hell is he suddenly aware of the fact that he is dead?]

Dammit. What the hell is going on--

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[alcahest]

[ there's a lot going on in Avaritia and Invidia, and it makes it easy for any commotion to fade into the background — but in Limbo, someone causing a scene stands out. Mona is on her way home when she hears it, and she turns on her heel to find the source. at first she worries that a Revenant has escaped the Underside somehow, or even, in a different vein, that her friends are having an argument. maybe someone got back a bad memory, maybe Lion or Chiron are struggling with their ghosts again—

she's a little surprised to see an unfamiliar face. it makes sense that the disruption would be a newly awakened Eidolon, but she's not usually the one to find them. for a moment, she considers ringing one of the others for help, probably Lion who has far more experience with this, but... she should intervene first.

Mona hurries to step in between the confused Spectres and the equally confused young man. she raises her voice (though even then, it is still soft and level in tone) to address the Spectres first: ]

I'm sorry, he's a friend of mine! Please just give him some space. [ once they back off, begrudging, and begin to wander away, she turns to the man. she takes a quiet breath to calm her nerves. ] It's alright. I know you're confused, but I can explain.

[swordofajerk]

I'm not your friend--

[But it seems the woman's lie gets the gathered crowd to disperse, so really he's not sure he can argue too much. The man looks around, seemingly angry but really mostly confused.]

Where the hell am I? What's happening?

[alcahest]

[ his hostility doesn't bother Mona. her gaze is serene and clear. ]

You know that you're dead, don't you? [ he must have realised, to be awake, but she thinks it might help to hear it said out loud by someone else. it makes it feel more real than that vague, half-remembered awareness. ] This is... the afterlife. It's called Purgatory.

[swordofajerk]

[It does help to hear it, but that doesn't make any less absurd sounding, even if he knows it's true.]

Okay, so I'm dead. What happened?

[How did he die or how did he realize he died, either or.]

[mementomoritz]

Oh, you're dead! [Well, that's an alarmingly cheerful tone to hear that phrase in.]

This is the first layer of the afterlife, and you probably don't remember anything yet because it takes a while for your memories to come back. It's nice to meet you, though!

[Hey, just because she died doesn't mean she needs to be rude about it.]

[swordofajerk]

[The man just gives this oddly chipper woman the flattest of looks. He'll get back to the dead thing in a second.]

Who are you?

[mementomoritz]

I'm Medic! Do you know your... title, I guess would be the closest term? People usually remember some word or phrase that feels right to describe themselves, when they first wake up. Not a name, but the closest thing you have, when you start out.

[swordofajerk]

The only thing I remember is needing a sword.

[Which is a stupid name.]

[mementomoritz]

[She shrugs. Sometimes a dude just needs a sword, apparently. She isn't going to judge.] Well, if that's the only thing, it was probably important somehow.

[She considers the matter briefly.]

I think they have some at the mall, but honestly I'm not too sure about the quality. [Get this man a mall katana. Do it.]

[swordofajerk]

[. . .]

If you're not sure about the quality then why even bring it up in the first place?

[schardynfreude]

[Don't mind a lurker, lurking, watching. Probably won't mind him at all unless he looks up! What with Chiron crouched atop a lamppost, watching the yelling and raving.]

I daresay, [he calls down, mildly entertained] that's a rather rude way to go about it.

[swordofajerk]

[He starts, looking around for the speaker and glaring up at the other man when he spots him.]

Who are you?

[schardynfreude]

It seems to me that the more pertinent question is: who are you?

[swordofajerk]

I asked first.

[schardynfreude]

And as it so happens, I asked second.

Hmmmm~ [One might get the impression of a cat flicking his tail back and forth.] Unless, of course, you don't know who you are.

[seasharp]

Ah... well... I guess you're close and yet also not close with that question...

[Hell-adjacent. Ish.

Sup, buddy, there's a teenage girl giving you a judging look.]

Anyway, shoving people is just unnecessary. Settle down, okay?

[swordofajerk]

[Judging Teenage Girl, meet Judging Cranky Man.]

Easier said than done.

rip this notif that never made it to my inbox

[seasharp]

Very easily done. You just stop doing what you're doing now.

I mean, it's not like I don't get it. Being dead's a bit of a shock, right? But these Spectres can't help that.

[swordofajerk]

"Just stop doing what you're doing now"--do you even hear yourself? How stupid that sounds?

[seasharp]

See, that! That's exactly what I'm talking about. You're being rude!

later, in the Limbo Executor House

[crypddyd]

[ Lion was on his third phone, but he still kept a close eye on the Executor chat- so he saw when Medic sent word that a new Executor had been found. It had been a while- so Lion decides to hang around the house to see if he could meet him. Thankfully Medic had included a description...]

[swordofajerk]

[And sure enough, Sword eventually finds his way to the house, oddly exhausted and kinda hungry.]

Ugh...

[crypddyd]

Oh... hello.

[Guess who's making... tea???]

[swordofajerk]

[A beat as Sword takes that in, because that sure is a wall of a human being making tea.

What.]

...hello.

[Just. What.]

[crypddyd]

I'm guessing you are the man Medic discovered? Would you like a drink? We also have food in the fridge that is free to take.