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[aurable]

Hey, Drift here.

Brevity is the soul of wit and getting us the hell out of here, so I'll try to keep this to the point.

I've managed to speak to Remi, and now that I'm awake, I've been putting together what we already know. This deal with the orb, this 'phyllie' went awry, and now Remi has been feeding it immense arcane energy to keep up his end of the bargain. We all got a pretty good idea by now of how that's going.

I offered a possible solution, and it involves getting past that Sphynx and finding his body. The idea of offering something on our end to counteract the curse has been thrown around, and while Remi wasn't convinced it would work, he has expressed a willingness to try.

If you've seen me around, you've likely seen the greatsword strapped to my back. It's an artifact from Cybertron that siphons energy from my spark- the very essence of my life. Arguably you could call it my soul, but I doubt we want to waste time on a philosophical debate. My point is that energy can be channeled and redirected.

We juice Phyillie with pure, living energy and cross our fingers.

If that doesn't work, now would be an excellent time to develop plans B and C.

And

Remi gave me a parting gift that will help.

( ooc: please feel free to thread hop! )

Comments

[aurable]

You don't get to use him against me.

[flickerandfade]

I'm not using him against you. I'm trying to get you to rethink doing something potentially self-destructive.

[aurable]

Right, bringing my dead husband into this to cheer me up. Fantastic strategy.

[flickerandfade]

That's not my intent. I just want you to think about those that care about your well-being.

If you're going to insist on doing this, then I'm going to go with you.

Two sparks must surely be better than one, even if mine isn't as strong as it used to be.

[aurable]

The dead care about very little.

Fine, but I can't guarantee the sword will accept you.

[flickerandfade]

Of course, I forgot one needed to be pure of spark and full of nothing but the best intentions to siphon one's spark energy.

[aurable]

Don't patronize me.

[flickerandfade]

I'm merely meeting you on your level. I would never dream of patronizing you.

[aurable]

Terrific. Try not to kick my shins or pull my finials when you're shoring up on your immense purity when we do this.

[flickerandfade]

It's been almost four million years since I had any inclination to pull on a finial of yours, so you needn't worry about disrupting any of my carefully laid plans in that regard.

If you're going to be a fool and get yourself hurt the least I can do is go along so I can be there to help you pick up the pieces.

[aurable]

I hate you.

[flickerandfade]

Hardly a unique position. I plan to be there to help you in some capacity regardless of that hate, of course.

/Not here

[spacedisaster]

[ Peter doesn't say anything because he doesn't go here but....'DEAD HUSBAND'


WHAT

]

this is also not here

[ruinously]