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[SomeStupidGuy]

"Uh, if I had to guess, she probably doesn't appreciate you digging around inside her. I might be wrong though."

[Spinal_Taper]

She drifts over, grinning.

Actually, I believe the drugs had worn off by then. She's not as innocent as you might think.

Tyrion looks at Dieana over his drink.
"Can we finish our conversation from earlier?"

[Twi]

"I gathered that."

Camille smirks.

"Regardless, I still need someone to make sure she's not going to try to kill herself or something out there. Or just plain wander off. Please?"

[Caellath]

Actually, I believe the drugs had worn off by then. She's not as innocent as you might think.

"Huh...what?"

Bartholomew makes quite a face, confusion mixing with surprise and embarassment as he tried to process what Diaena had just told him. "...But, well...She does look and act well-natured enough..." he says, apparently struggling for an explanation.

^{"Say...You know Maria a bit, right? Could you go out and check on her? I get the feeling she isn't exactly comfortable with me, but this is just...weird..."}

Bartholomew gladly takes the opportunity to escape any further flustering by following Camille.
"Sure, I'll check on her."

[Cassandra]

She nods to Tyrion.

Which one?

[Twi]

Barth finds Maria still outside, staring up blankly at the sky.

"What a strange ceiling..." she murmurs, as if barely even aware that Barth is there.

[Spinal_Taper]

She nods to Tyrion.

Which one?

"About the favor I need."

[hops]

The Slenderman tries to cure the foods he ruined earlier, but his temporal energy is incredibly weak. He is also practicing his speech. He knew English, of ocurse, but when he talks it's always slurred in an eldritch accent. People not knowing would interpret this as some gruesome screaming.

[Vorthon]

Kwykathen notices an odd smell, following it out, eventually finding the eldritch newcomer. She hides in the underbrush, growling at an almost infrasonic frequency. There's something about this being which she finds fundamentally wrong.

((Issues ahoy! ))

[Cassandra]

She nods to Tyrion.

Which one?

"About the favor I need."

Ironically enough, the question remains.

[Caellath]

"What a strange ceiling..." she murmurs, as if barely even aware that Barth is there.

"Miss Maria? Are you unwell?"
Barth punctuates the pauses during his speech with careful pats on her shoulder, standing on front of her just to make sure she won't punch him after being surprised.

[Twi]

She turns and sighs.

"It's useless. This whole place is useless."

[hops]

((Also since I don't think I told you yet but Slendy is actually not "the" Slendy. He's a Slenderman Agent)

The Agent's vision probed, searching for the source of the infrasonic disturbance as he still tried to focus some time energy.

[Spinal_Taper]

She nods to Tyrion.

Which one?

"About the favor I need."

Ironically enough, the question remains.

Tyrion laughs a little, but uncomfortably, like he's uncomfortable with asking for help.
"Yeah. I want you to come with me to a place in the forest. I think it has to do with why I fell unconscious. I'll see if some of the others want to come, but you're the one who'd be best able to save me if I fall unconscious again.

Also, I think it might have something to do with the thing we were chasing. Both are... Unnatural. Look. I'll let you think on it. I don't feel well."

He gives her a nod and walks upstairs to lie down.
((Have to leave again.))

[Vorthon]

((Also since I don't think I told you yet but Slendy is actually not "the" Slendy. He's a Slenderman Agent)

The Agent's vision probed, searching for the source of the ultrasonic disturbance as he still tried to focus some time energy.

((Infrasonic! There's a massive difference! Kwyk is no more capable of ultrasonic noise than she is of sprouting wings out of her ass and flying away))

He notices a pair of eyes in the underbrush, glaring at him with what can only be disgust.