post-dungeon regroup

[discutio]

[Obviously, they had to pull back and recover; Phoenix thought it would be best to head to the pseudo-headquarters in Invidia and settle back into the mansion to recover as well as consolidate what they all knew. There was a lot to get through, and a lot of recovery to be done by some of them. He'd need to talk to Etoile, thank Ariel, thank Medic again--]

[...But for now, he just about immediately collapsed on a couch and decided he would exist there for a while. You're on your own for food this time, kids.]

Comments

[emberserker]

I wouldn't say proper Executors do that. But you know, sometimes people simply choose to step away. It's less concerning to this lot than when they just disappear.

[ourtomorrow]

[ Executors can disappear.....

It doesn't change his resolve, though. ] I'll contribute all I can.

[emberserker]

Good, we could use the help with all this nonsense. Who knows what the next Layer is going to bring. I do hope we won't be trapped there again.

[ourtomorrow]

Is there anything I should do to prepare?

[ He has some ideas himself, but it can't hurt to get the opinion of someone with so much more experience. ]

[emberserker]

Train, first of all. If you know your abilities inside and out, then you'll be much better able to fight with the rest of us. New developments may always come up, but even then, you'll be able to adapt better.

[ourtomorrow]

Right.

[ He nods. So fighting is a major component...

Though it's also possible that's the component Wolfsbane is most familiar or comfortable(?) with. Training can help there, too. If he feels prepared for combat he can focus on forming his own opinions as they explore. ]

[emberserker]

And try not to trust any suspicious Eidolons, despite how happy some of us are to do it. Authorities aren't always as nice as Miss President, you know.

[ourtomorrow]

Understood.

[ He smiles. ]

You've helped me a lot, Wolfsbane. Thanks.

[emberserker]

...Well. Somebody's got to contribute, that's all.

[ourtomorrow]

Let's do our best.

[ He sighs, focusing inward. A power....an ability. What sort will he gain? And what, even without his memories, can he contribute in addition...? ]