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[fogsong]

My mother, Rose Da Silva, has returned to the ocean. I know she was close to a lot of people here and I thought it was important to let everyone know.

[ She hadn’t wanted to tell anyone, truth be told, but she knew she couldn’t selfishly hold onto the information when Rose knew and cared about so many people in this place and vice versa. But even this small amount of public acknowledgment cuts her to the bone. ]

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[fogsong]

Do you think it would help?

[ she’s desperate ]

[umbraportation]

No idea, but we can try? If not, we'll find something else.

[fogsong]

Yeah, all right, it can’t hurt to try.

Thanks, Nico.

[umbraportation]

Meet you there in 30?

[fogsong]

30ish but yeah.

[ it takes her a bit longer to make it to the Gate. she looks worn, blue eyes puffy and pink, and her normally messy hair is flat and lifeless. she’s made sure to wear her protective leathers even if she wanted to come in her pjs. strapped to her back is her spear and her pistol is on one hip and a knife on the other.

when she spots him she offers a half hearted wave. ]

[umbraportation]

[ Nico's waiting by the front entrance, leaning against the wall with his own sword hanging at his waist. His gaze catches on Sharon, taking in her appearance, but makes no comment on it. A hand lifted to wave in return.

Losing someone isn't easy, even if they just went back into the sea. He doesn't know if Sharon's mom has anything to go back to, having heard a little about her life. Mothers of witches don't tend to fare well either. ]

I already asked them to set aside some monsters for us. We can go in whenever.

[fogsong]

Any idea what we’ll be dealing with or is it a surprise for us?

[ she asks as she rolls her shoulders. she’s trying to get into the proper mindset for this; she knows it’s important.

already, her mother is at the back of her mind. a whisper instead of a scream. ]

[umbraportation]

I told them to surprise us with no more than five monsters. If we need to back out, I'll teleport us to safety.

[ To regroup or just stop. This way, Sharon won't feel they absolutely have to finish them all off if her focus isn't there. ]

[fogsong]

[ she gives a rough nod in understanding as she pulls her spear off her back and gives it a careful dexterous twirl. it’s a vicious thing, all sleek dark metal with runes etched down the shaft. it’s hard to believe she’d nearly fought learning the weapon.

she sucks on her teeth. ] After all the shit we dealt with at the Outpost, this should be easy.

[ she tries to force confidence into her voice the same way she tries to force the stiffness from her muscles —— she accomplices neither perfectly but it’s adequate enough. ] Let’s fuck some shit up.

[umbraportation]

[ Nico watches her spin the spear, nodding when she seems nearly ready to do this. Fighting always took his mind off of things, maybe it'll help her. ]

Yeah, this will be a cakewalk.

Let's fuck some shit up. [ He heads in first, scanning the arena to see there are five dog-like monsters waiting for them. ]

[fogsong]

[ entering the arena, Sharon feels that familiar trickle of fear at the sight of the houndesque creatures; a feeling that quickly morphs into adrenaline as the beasts take notice of them.

they pad forward, their sickly heads bowed like a wolf stalking its prey. Sharon shifts her stance but doesn’t engage just yet, waiting for them to make the first move.

it’s not a long wait.

one of the beasts gets bold and bounds forward, leaping into the air, jaw extended wide revealing a maw of razor like teeth that travel all the way down it’s throat. before it reaches her, she jams her spear forward and buries into the hounds chest and then flings it sideways. it lands on its side with a strange warbling cry as the blade is pulled out. ]

[umbraportation]

[ The demigod stands at Sharon's side, giving enough room for their weapons to not accidentally clash with each other. He doesn't react to the first creature charging them, merely intending to act as support while Sharon deals with it.

When the second one tries a pincer attack, that's when he makes his own move. Blade twirling in his left hand as he takes several steps towards it to intercept. His black sword is aimed at the neck, slicing it only an inch.

An inch is all he needs, as the sword sucks up the energy of the beast until nothing is left. Neutralizing the threat entirely as Nico steps back to back up Sharon. ]