Wick - №/themoonisntright
Rapid knocking. Oleander awakens and opens the door. Lock suddenly sprints to her room. Flummox instantly takes a wide step in, "HELLO AGAIN!"
"Hi-" Oleander says, yawning
"Well good morning all you wimplediples!" Flummox wobbles on in and jumps onto the sofa with an exaggerated sigh, "Man this thing is comfy huh?"
Luna walks into the living room intending to hop onto the couch but a certain nonferal is sitting there instead. "Oh hey Mr. Flummox, back to learning more about Risen?"
"That as well! But I had a little something to help out."
Luna tilts her head but keeps her usual smile on her face, "What do you mean?" Flummox gets out a comically large box from his jester hat that physically shouldn't have fit and slams it on the floor. Her smiles wavers a little bit. She goes to look at the box. "Ya know, I'm not even gonna question how you got that in there. Probably magic."
"Go on! Open it!" Flummox nods happily, his hat jingles some. Luna takes a deep breath and goes to open it, halfway expecting hell in a handbasket and a sword in her shoulder. It's another box. Luna opens the next box. Let's matryoshka it up! It's a large paper bag.
"Okay, waste of paper aside, at least it's not another box." Opening paper bag. In the bag is a plastic container. Luna opens the plastic container, hoping the Gods that this isn't a horrible waste of time. In the container is a flood of packing peanuts. "Well this is fun." Not entirely sure how many a flood is, but Luna digs through the peanuts looking for her next container. She gets a large pickle jar wrapped in paper. "...I can't tell if this is a joke targetting an old fear of mine or because I'm trans." she is clearly joking, chuckling. Luna opens the wrapping.
It's a glass jar full of blood, Flummox says, "I understand that Nyx has been nagging at you all about oweing her hadal blood for whatever krimbled reason. I thought I'd help get her off your backs for awhile"
"I have no idea what that's about. Has to do with Lock burning down Moore Manor I guess?" Luna shrugs and puts the jar aside. "But um, thank you so much Flummox."
"You know the one who burned down the manor?!?!?!?!?"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh m-maybe?" Luna gulps.
"WHAT AN HONOR! I've been waiting for that tinder box to go smookeroo high for eons!"
Luna just takes the yelling in stride but damn it hurts. "If I had a nickle for every time I witnessed Moore Manor going down in flames, I'd have ten cents. It's not much, but it's still wild that it happened twice in my lifetime." Probably not the best thing to tell someone potentially unaware of various timelines, but we roll. "But out of curiosity, did you also have issues with the Moores?" {- Lunes, you remember what he told Pie. -} "Right, yeah."
"I like saving my stories for story time."
"Fair enough." Luna then pauses for a beat and says, "So is it story time?"
"Nope," He smiles.
"Aww, okay." Luna sighs and returns to sitting next to the couch.
"So what are the Risen up to today hm?"
"Uhhhhh as far as I can tell, not much. We've been working on a string of puzzles found on Datrrs and now it's asking about finding the MDZ or whatever that is. Find me in the MDZ and sing."
"Ha, that place is wild on the weekends!"
"What even is it? Sounds like a club."
"It's a flimdimbly blimple of a flabbermamber."
"Pardon?"
{- Curse this custom language. -}
"A flimdimbly blimple of a flabbermamber!"
Luna takes a moment to think it over. "Are you unable to say what it is in plain english? Because, and I mean absolutely no offense, every time you go to say something, it's like censored by gibberish. Even the name Frobwobber sounds like a censor."
"Oh nononononononono its english"
"It's really not."
"But it really is!"
"Then riddle me this. What does it mean?" Luna is staying as calm as possible, but even patience starts to run thin. But then she takes a deep breath as instructed by Krystal. "Nevermind, I apologize for getting annoyed."
"It means its a flimdimbly blimple of a flabbermamber"
"Yeah, I just wish there was a way to translate that to the english I know. It sounds like gobbeldygook to me." It figures, she's a master of language. She knows tongues of the Gods, divulgaric, hadalese, language of torva, and a bit of spanish herself, but this 'english' is completely foreign to her.
He shrugs, "Maybe ask Oleander?"
Luna blinks for a moment. "Hey Oleander? Do you know what the MDZ is?"
Oleander zones in. "Huh?"
"Okay, so over on Datrrs, there is this long line of puzzles that led us to needing to know what 'the MDZ' is. And Flummox over here said to ask you."
"Uh.... I don't... know?? That doesn't ring any bells"
"It's okay, not sure why Flummox said to ask you." Luna turns her attention to Flummox.
"Ask around and find out?" Flummox shrugs
"Okay, Cole it is," she chuckles.
"Mobile... destabilization zone??? The fuck is that?"
{- A flimdimbly blimple of a flabbermamber, duh! -}
Luna facepalms.
"A flimdimbly blimple of a flabbermamber, duh," Flummox says.
Luna just looks at Flummox like she was given the answer to an odd puzzzle. "Um, how. That's exactly what my fi-- erm, mental assistant and copilot just said."
{- Testing testing 1 2 3. Do you hear me Flummox? -}
"They must be smart in the noggin"
{- I'm her better half haha jk. -}
"She's extremely smart. A huge help in my daily life."
"Now I must be going! Many flibbleflackers to fenagle into cabinackerknees!"
"Right on. Have a safe trip back to nonferal earth!"
Flummox marches out of the house.
Cole wakes up and stretches, "Time to explod- I mean explore!"
Luna sighs, "Just be safe out there Cole."
Cole nods, "Safety is my middle name."
"I thought it was Danger?" She's clearly joking
"...I have a lot of middle names," Cole mutters then speaks up, "Anyways I uh better get going"
Luna nods. "Of course. Good luck."
"Thank you," Cole smiles and disappears. Luna sighs as once again, she is left out of an adventure into the unknown. Well not really cuz like how many times has she gone to other Veils and Worlds to help?? A lot. Being Marked has its advantages haha.
---
Cole walked here from the lighthouse. He is in his wrath form holding a cane with a golden skull on top. He reaches the same three elevators of Wac from before. Cole walks into the middle one. He ends up in the same waiting room as before.
Cole walks up to the receptionist with a smile, “Can you point me in the direction of the MDZ?”
"Can I have your full name or credentials?" the receptionist requests.
Cole pulls out his government ID and shows it to her.
She smiles and gestures to the door. "Down the hall."
Cole nods and walks through the door and down the hall, using the cane. He enters the air lock. The intercom speaks, “Please set any items that could fall off your person during your visit in this room. They will not be disturbed.” Cole does not set any items down.
The door opens to the long and still busy hall. Cole walks down the hall while looking for the MDZ. It takes a while, but he finds it, but it’s a small normal wooden door rather than a large metal one. None of the cameras are looking at it and no personnel are entering or leaving it. It has a simple label above it, "MDZ - Mentality Deprivation Zone."
Cole goes through the door with a heavy sigh. He enters a standard sized room. One wall is completely covered with a thick red curtain that goes from the floor to the ceiling. There's a compartment on the wall across from it with various papers with information on them. There are no cameras in the room. A yellow line is on the ground between him and the curtain. Cole goes to step over the yellow line, slowly.
He instantly gets a sickening feeling of bad luck, enough to make him dry heave. He feels like he should read what is on the papers first. Cole stops crossing and holds back from dry heaving.
"What the fuck..." He walks over to the papers and looks through them.
It looks like instructions for the contents of the compartment. It reads, "No personnel are to enter this zone past the privacy curtain unless administered (the word is marked out) and wearing a safety harness that can pull them back out of the room before the (the word is marked out) can wear off. (the word is marked out) lasts an average of 68 minutes. The harness reel-in setting defaults to 50 minutes at injection. After injection, do not enter the zone past the privacy curtain until the effects of (the word is marked out) are active. In the event of the privacy curtain being damaged, all personnel are to lay down and wait until the facility is walled off from the rest of the facility. To enter the zone past the privacy curtain while wearing a harness, lay on the ground and pull the curtain over yourself while facing away from the side of the room with the curtain. When you can no longer see the side of the room you entered from you are free to stand and look in any direction. Enter the safety waiver you were provided in the drop box below before equipping a harness."
Cole looks for a harness to put on. There are 3 harnesses on the wall and a sticky note that had fallen onto the ground. Cole looks down and picks the sticky note up and inspects it.
"Fix timer, stuck at max time." There is no indication of which of the three is broken.
Cole shrugs and puts on the 2nd harness. "Fuck it, you only live an infinite amount of times." It doesn't detach from the wall and is put on like a backpack with an adjustable strap in the front.
Cole adjusts the strap so that it's comfortable. "Here we go.”
When his back hits the wall, he hears a click. He feels a needle stab into his back between his shoulder blades and injects something. It detaches from the wall. There’s a faint ticking sound. Cole blinks as his breathing picks up slightly, "What the fuck."
He is able to step away from the wall. There is a sturdy silver cord that runs from his back to the wall. Cole steps away from the wall and walks up the yellow line asking himself, "Question is what are the effects?” He shrugs and lays down on the floor, facing away from the rest of the room. Visually, his sight stutters some and he feels slightly shaky. There is no sickening feeling this time.
"Oh....those are probably the effects." Cole takes a deep breath and starts pulling himself towards the curtain. He feels the curtain. He then stands up, making sure to stand inside of the curtain. He gets up and can only see the curtain in the direction he is facing. Cole turns around. He sees the room he just left, but the cord from his back goes to the wall. It seems he did not go past the curtain. Cole sighs and continues trying to crawl through the curtain.
His arms phase through the floor. Cole stares where his arms phased through. "Oh...." Cole keeps trying to crawl, using his legs. Half of his body phases through the floor and he feels stuck. The half that is phased through the floor has gone numb and hangs. It feels heavier than usual.
"Shit," Cole groans and tries to roll into the area that half of his body phased through. He is unable to roll and feels like his arm has fallen off into a few pieces without any pain.
Cole is starting to panic slightly, "fuck...uhhh." He tries to push the rest of himself in with his legs. Both of his legs phase through and feel like they fall apart in the same way as his arms.
Cole is now panicking as his breathing picks up, "fuck fuck fuck fuck, I'm stuck here and no one knows where I am."
As he talks, his face starts feeling numb and the rest of him phases through the floor. All he can see is nothing, not even any color as he feels his neck and shoulder start falling apart. Cole fucking screams as his breathing picks up more.
His vocal chords fall out as his face is taken apart. He can't feel anything and can't even tell what's left of himself anymore. He is unable to do anything for what feels like a long time before he feels his hand twitch. Cole can faintly feel that he has his body again but is in a laying position on his back. Cole tries to sit up as he looks down at himself.
He sees himself sitting on something concrete. He's wearing his normal clothing and theres light reflections of water everywhere. His vision is blurring and smearing as he moves around. Things are slightly unclear and it’s difficult to keep a train of thought for long.
Cole groans as he stands up, "Where the fuck..."
He sees a park at night around him. His balance feels way off like he's drunk. Everything feels mostly numb. Cole stumbles over to a bench and plops down. The bench is slowly lowering into the grass when he sits down. The world is tilting back some. Cole grips the bench more as he groans. His hands phase into the bench, and he feels like the bench is part of him. He can move the bench around like it's another limb. Cole is just sitting there, trying to process what is happening. He feels his body fade away and all he can feel is being the bench. The bench is unable to comprehend this information. The bench feels like it has legs and hair. It’s very self-conscious about its hair. The bench looks for an exit or something that piques its interest.
He sees his original body standing on a path. He feels like he can still puppet it from far away. The bench puppets Cole's body into walking down the path. The human Cole walks out of sight of the bench Cole. Bench Cole walks down the path as he puppets Human Cole to stop. Human Cole stops and turns his head to face bench Cole. His eyes are of no comprehensible color. Bench Cole tries to puppet Human Cole into continuing to follow the path. Human Cole turns fully to face the bench and he walks towards it. Bench Cole starts walking backwards away from Human Cole.
Bench Cole backs off of a cliff and can only see up as Human Cole looks over the cliff to watch. Bench continues to fall until Cole wakes up in his bed at home in a cold sweat. His alarm clock for school is going off. Cole is breathing heavily as he looks down at his hands. His hands look like his human father's hands. Below the hands are a kitchen sink full of dead sheep. The front door ahead of him is kicked open.
Cole looks incredibly confused as he looks at where the alarm clock was going off. He is back in his bed and the alarm is still going off, his room is rather dark with the curtains drawn. Cole tries to turn his alarm off and get out of bed. It turns off. After getting up, he feels like he needs to check his computer first. There's a desk with a computer on it. Cole sighs and walks over to the computer and checks it. It’s his Discord friend's roleplay server called, “The World Reached RP (but gay)”. It looks like a few of his friends are in VC but he needs to go get breakfast first. Cole shrugs and walks over to his bedroom door and opens it.
On opening the door, he kicks it down. He’s wearing a cloak and feels like his face is burning when the air hits it. Police are telling to put his hands over his head. It’s night and he just stepped outside. The police have guns pointed to him. Cole looks very confused as he checks his cloak. On looking down, he sees a white dress and a human girl's legs as his own. He’s standing in bright green grass and can hear a crowd cheering.
Cole looks back up, "officer?"
There's a loud crack as he feels his head ripped off with severe pain and sees a flash. He falls over in an empty cafeteria and falls forwards as he throws up. His head is intact. Cole breathes heavily as he quietly sings California girls. He is not doing okay. The song slowly morphs into chanting. He's repeating, "This day we dance," over and over for several minutes straight before he realizes he’s doing it.
Cole continues to chant, hoping that'll end this acid trip. His heart beat sounds like a literal drum and his arms feel like there’s feathers attached. Time skips. Everything from that point is a blur. He was there for 5 hours.
He slowly wakes up. He is wearing the harness that is reattached to the wall since it pulled him out from the curtain. He’s drooling and there's a line of drool from behind the curtain to where he is now. He has a splitting headache, sore eyes, sore ears, and his muscles feel heavy like he ran several marathons. There are a few pulled muscles and his hair is messed up. The cane he walked in with is laying near the door. The harness is digging into his arms some since he’s been hanging there limp for awhile now.
Cole groans groggily as he slowly unbuckles himself from the harness. It’s taken off easily. Cole stumbles over to his cane and grabs it as he leans on it heavily. He walks out to the hallway and retraces his steps back. People in the hall give him weird looks as they’re seeing how much he relies on the cane to walk. He makes it into the airlock again. Cole enters and waits.
The air pressure changes as the door opens to the waiting room and elevators. Cole hobbles into the elevator again.
"Are you ok sir?" The receptionist asks.
Cole looks at the lady and with a dead serious face says, "I was a bench.”
The elevator doors close as she looks confused.
---
Cole in wrath form appears with a black cane with a golden skull on top, he's leaning on it heavily and his fur is messed up. Luna looks up from her laptop and sees the furry with the fucking pimp cane, "Uh nice cane dude. Did you pimp some bitches tonight?"
Isaac snorts awake, "I heard pimp."
Cole looks over at Luna and mutters, "I can feel that several of my muscles are torn, my ears are sore and I have a splitting headache so no I did not"
"...holy shit the MDZ sounds awful." Luna looks extremely concerned. "And yeah, I thought the cane looked suspiciously like a Pimp named Slickback's."
Isaac rushes to Coles side, "Are you ok??? Who did this???"
"It's from my time in the mafia, I'll be fine," Cole waves his paw dismissively at Isaac. Isaac tries to lead him to a good wall for leaning.
"Wait wait wait, hang on. I thought the MDZ was a bench? Where does your mafia past come into this?" Luna asks.
"I brought the cane with me, my assistant is grabbing the rest of my outfit"
"Yeah I saw that on tumblr. Apparently it's on your desk?" Luna tilts her head. Isaac tries to lead Cole into sitting down with him. Cole is sat down as he leans the cane against the couch
"Thank you for letting me know, I'll grab it in a second"
Luna nods with a soft smile.
"Make that tomorrow" Isaac insists.
Cole sighs, "but I can teleport just fine?"
"Tomorrow."
"Fine." Cole sighs, "Not even if it takes a second?"
"It's not going anywhere Cole. You clearly need some rest after that experience."
"What Luna said," Isaac says.
Cole grumbles as he crosses his arms, he mutters, "Owie...I think I pulled my shoulder..."
"Ok, lay down before you stress another muscle into death," Isaac says.
"What if I don't? Hmm?" Cole turns to look at Isaac.
"You will"
"....I don't wanna figure out you're gonna do..." Cole heem heem whimpers quietly as he slowly lays down. Luna feels oddly threatened, and she's not even in Cole's position. Isaac grabs a pillow and puts it under Cole's head.
"Thank you.." Cole relaxes slightly as his ear twitches.
"Oh by the way, there's a jar of hadal blood over there by the christmas tree." Luna points to the pickle jar over there that she definitely moved over there earlier yes she did.
"Wha." Cole peeks over at the jar, "Why does it look like a pickle jar..."
"Cuz that's how that Flummox dude gave it to me." she also points to the boxes, plastic container, and literal flood of packing peanuts on the floor that she forgot to clean up until just now oops. Luna just locks onto it all and snaps it to the backyard trash can.
"....Strange," Cole shrugs then winces slightly, he forgor.
"It was to give to Nyx apparently. Apparently Nyx likes Flummox, but like I have huge doubts on that seeing how stiff she is?"
"I mean anything is possible, it's possible Nyx acts different around other people," Cole suggests.
"That sounds very useful," Isaac says.
"I mean it is" Cole nods.
"I will say that I find it interesting that Flummox knew about Nyx's need for hadal blood."
"I mean it's possible Flummox gets to know things before us"
"I agree with that statement 100%. Not to mention, his existence in our lives is a contradiction. The nonferal index and veil 1 are two separate veils. How the hell does he World Hop?" Luna ponders, "There's more to him. Maybe he's a Divulgar? Conduit or Gander?"
"Who knows at this point, we'd have to see his blood color."
"Is there a way to ask him to show up?" Isaac asks.
"So far, I have no idea. I doubt it's like you know who and we just say their name." Luna sighs and continues typing.
Cole nods, "Maybe they show up at random"
"Apparently they want to learn more about being risen, since Kyle was considered one by us. But, and I hate to jinx it, it's been kind of chill lately, so there's not much to learn." Luna asks.
"If they show up do I have permission to punch them? Just to draw blood?"
Luna shrugs, "Fine by me. I'm currently predicting they're Conduit, since we've been getting so many warnings as of late." Actually wait. Luna goes into her notes on Divulgar types.
"....." Cole is clearly debating getting his outfit from his office.
There is rapid knocking.
"...why." Luna opens the door with her psychic powers. She has a very very good feeling that's a certain jester nonferal. Flummox takesa wide step into the room. Isaac instantly bolts to Flummox to sucker punch him. Flummox swiftly dodges, he grabs Isaacs arm and twists it behind his back and lets the momentum slam Isaac into the wall.
"Holy shit!" Luna instantly gets up and goes to check on Isaac.
Cole takes a deep breath and groans as he closes his eyes, "You look like a queer that stepped into the 2000s"
"You look good too," Flummox does finger guns at Cole. Isaac grumbles but seems fine.
"So uhh can we help you Flummox?" Luna looks really really annoyed. Like if this is a Sparrow attack, then it's effective.
"I wanted to pop by and see how the MDZ went. Ive been a few times for fun before. It is a HOOT!" Flummox says.
"....." Cole opens his eyes and glares at him.
"Obviously, its a flimdimbly blimple of a flabbermamber."
Flummox looks down at cole and winces, "Omfph yikes...bad time I see?"
"Yeah I had a bad fuckin time, asshole!" Cole groans then sighs. "What color is your blood?"
"Blood color, now if you wanted things to go a bit easier I heard rainy sundays are the best for works behind the curtain," Flummox says.
"Yeah no I'm never doing that shit again, doesn't matter if it's a rainy Sunday." Cole grumbles.
"Or just a rainy day," Flummox smiles.
"Sounds awful, wait curtain?" Luna perks up on hearing that term pop up.
"The curtain that hides the flimdimbly blimple of a flabermamber!" Flummox laughs.
"So the MDZ is behind a curtain..." Luna takes a moment to think about things. "Interesting."
"MDZ works, has to be one of my favorite works," Flummox says.
"MDZ..works? Meaning there are others. Honestly, when everything is in plain english, it's super fascinating. I've always wondered about the... you know what nevermind. I'm not even gonna take my theorizing that far." It's a lie, Luna's always thinking about the meta shit.
"For more ifs and whys and hows you would have to vivian about it," Flummox.
Vivian walks in, "Hellloooo!!!!!!!!"
Luna sighs. "Hello Vivian, hope you're well this erm... 11:42pm on a Thursday night?"
Cole groans and closes his eyes as he pretends to be asleep.
"I am quite well, thank you," Vivian smiles.
Flummox tilts his head with a jingle, "Oh righttttt Isaac is around, I forgot about thaaattt"
Luna tilts her head like you just threw him to a wall, how the fuck. "So uh the MDZ works is super interesting. Learning there's a curtain involved as well really piqued my interest. Just wondered what exactly the purpose of it is."
"The MDZ is meant to house works that can directly affect the majority of your senses in various ways. The curtain is the only thing keeping some of the most dangerous works in possesion from wrecking havoc on anything with a mind...also Flummox why aren't you in the EFHZ?" Vivian turns to Flummox who giggles,
"Oop! Looks like she got me, guys!"
Oleander walks in and stares at Vivian. "You."
"Me?"
"I see, then I wonder why it was asking Risen to enter the MDZ to sing?" Luna goes silent and types in Vivian's testimony into her notes.
"What is that place I woke up in after I shot at you!" Oleander asks.
"What was the abreviation of the zone?" Vivian pulls out a small dart gun and casually shoots Flummox who begins making overly dramatic dying poses. Cole's ear flicks at the dart gun being shot.
Oleander crosses his arms. "HHZ. What the fuck was that? Whyd you give me drugs??"
"Hallucinogenic Holding Zone. Its easier than putting you in a boring room for hours while we prepare a better place for you or figure out the best zone to send you. It is not a perminant stay for anyone." Vivian explains as Flummox makes his final pose and collapses. He makes a thud and a jingle sound when he falls.
"And where would you have put me after that?" He asks, seemingly pissed off.
"Hallucinogenic Holding??? What the hell?" Luna asks.
"That would depend the researchers in charge at the time. Now if you mind, I need to recheck Flummox in before he wakes up. Maybe this time he wont get out." Vivian smiles.
Oleander narrows his eyss. "How about no!" He stands in front of Flummox.
"Yeah, hes got a job over at Cedarsworth Carnival!"
"I'm well aware of that job of his. It is prefered he stay in care of the WAC for everyones safety," Vivian says.
"You're not taking him." Oleander says coldly.
"The WAC? What does that stand for?" Luna is still typing away but will help Oleander if need be.
Vivian puts away the dart gun as she pulls out a pistol. Oleanders sword appears and he prepares for a fight.
Luna puts down the laptop finally. "Vivian, put down the gun." She summons her sword to her side, prepared to kick ass.
Vivian shoots Oleander's foot. Luna gets up and fucking tackles Vivian in response, just like goddamn spears her, or attempts to anyway. Oleander screams, using all of his willpower to stay standing, clutching his sword tighter as beads of sweat roll down his face. He collapses to the ground, grabbing his foot in pain. His sword lays on the ground as he does so.
Cole's eyes snap open as he looks around, "Did crazy Smurf bitch just shoot Oleander?"
"Yes. SHE HURT MY FRIEND!" Luna stays on top of her enraged but stopping herself from attacking further.
Cole swaps to his human form and quickly rises to his feet and grabs his cane as he walks over to Oleander, "I'm assuming you need healing?" Oleander nods.
Vivian shoots at Cole right by Luna's ears. Luna falls over and off of Vivian. She is fucking knocked out, gods damn this fucking stupid ass weakness. Cole's jacket rips as a metal strip deflects the bullet into a wall, Cole heals oleander with a smile
"I'll deal with her," Cole turns and starts walking over to Vivian. Vivian shoots at Coles leg. Oleander's sword disappears and he sits near Flummox, trying to recuperate. The metal strip deflects it, trying to hit her in the wrist with her own bullet. Vivian's hand is shot as she drops the gun. Cole shakes his head at Vivian
"You come into this house, you shoot my prodigy, and then you try to debilitate me?" Cole his revolver from his jacket and holds it at his side.
Vivian picks up her gun with her other hand "Is that all?"
"I've always hated the color blue," Cole cocks the hammer back on his revolver and shoots at Vivian's face. Vivian is shot as she falls over. RIP. again. Isaac stares in horror. Flummox is still passed out.
Luna wakes up from her impromptu nap. Her hearing is fine, but there's a loud ringing in there, plus a headache. Yippee! "Gods damn it. I fucking hate her."
Cole holsters his revolver and walks over to the wall next to the couch and leans on it, "Mhm."
Oleander is blinking. "Did you call me your prodigy?"
"Please, can we stop saying that name when Isaac's around? They're really fucking bad news, plus an undying conduit apparently."
Cole glances at Oleander, "Yeah, do you not want me to?"
"I dont mind- Im just surprised..."
Isaac remains quiet.
Cole nods, "I meant to tell you later, and give you a new gauntlet along with it but it clearly slipped." Cole chuckles lightly.
Oleander smiles. "Thank you,,"
Isaac quietly gets up and leaves the room. Cole watches Isaac leave and sighs, "Probably shouldn't have killed her"
"I mean what were we supposed to do? Let her kill all three of us? Isaac's mom or not, she was a threat."
"SHE'S HIS MOM????" Oleander asks.
Luna grunts in ow loud but then tilts her head, "You didn't know?"
"Clearly not," Cole sighs
"No..."
"I mean green blood means she's a conduit divulgar in her image. I think that's how it works anyway. But yeah, that's Isaac's mother. Vivian something Greco." Luna pauses in thought, honestly unsure how conduit divulgars even work. How the dead keep coming back as them. First Kaz, now Vivian.
"I see...."
"But uh, can I get you two water?" Luna tries to change the subject
"Sure..." Oleander says. "Someone should get rid of the body probably..."
Luna claps her hands and a bottle of cold water appears in her paws. "Here ya go."
"I'm good," Cole shakes his head, "Doubt I can with my shoulder blown out"
"Where do I put it?" Vivian's not used to disposing bodies.
"Can someone teleport it away?"
"Backyard, front yard, the fuckin forest," Cole shrugs and winces. "Somewhere with grass and dirt"
"To the woods or something?" Oleander asks.
"Okay." Luna focuses on the body before it melts into green blood and teleports it into the forest. Gone. "And there we go."
Luna falls asleep shortly after.