OPEN RP POST SIX

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[bloodvials]

I wouldn’t bring my blade to your throat unless you gave me reason to. Thus far, you certainly haven’t.

[What a hypothetical.]

I’m a peaceable sort, never mind the weapon I own or the amount of blood on my hands. I fight to save myself or to save others. Violence for its own sake is a very... well. It’s a nightmare. Just like Yharnam was a nightmare.

[He pauses.]

There were lumenflowers. Giant, towering, blooming only in moonlight. Not of this world — quite beautiful. But that city wasn’t suited for springtime revelry. Blossoms included.

Certainly none like you, so keen on taking on a human... body.

[nerine]

Living things, but not like me at all. And you wonder why I said it was lonely.

[The sleigh continues to run, but the world around them seems to shift. They're headed towards an enormous iced over lake. The city is far behind them now it's a field of white as far as the eye can see.

Monts leans over to peer down at the ice, frowning.]

I hope whatever was singing isn't underneath us.

[bloodvials]

No. Not like you at all. But you needn't the company of flowers to keep you devoid of loneliness, do you? You might find camaraderie in other forms. If you can extend your trust so far.

[Ah, a lake, though. The sleigh skates over the ice in an unkind manner, nothing at all very peaceful about this ride. The building tension is enough to upend the wintry solace.]

It wouldn't be the first entity to live beneath the surface of a lake. The ice, however, might make it... difficult, otherwise.

[nerine]

[She doesn't reply when he mentions about being able to find other connections. It's difficult to explain herself and why she doubts whether her bonds are genuine considering she's so insincere (because she wants someone to look past that, to coax something else that feels real, but how, but how, but how??)

The sleigh is slowing down over the precarious surface and Monts looks over the ledge to gaze below. The ice is too much of an opaque grey-white to judge whether it is thin or not.]

Well. It is cold.

[The ice vibrates and hums underneath them. The whole world seems to shiver.]

If this isn't your first time, then tell me that story.

[There's a pause as the sleigh comes to a stop. She slides out of her seat, heels clicking as it touches the ice.]

... Tell me... When we go back of course.

[There's a place to go back to. It's a very small comfort, but the stability is what keeps her from going over the edge strangely enough.[